Thank you for making me feel so alive,
remembering the agonizing thoughts of yesterday,
teaching me to embrace all the shortcomings that comes with life,
Everything I thought I knew about you it had faded away like a repressed thought,
You had become an unattended event of the past,
Shared a rehearsed conversation to hide our true feelings,
our superficial fronts follows us like haunted ghost
wrapped with unbearable desires
yet we shut ourselves out of the lustful cocoons
memories we have created are not forgetful dreams
Only if I can hear the liberating melody of my beating heart,
I will understand the message from that one last kiss you gave me
interwoven with good farewells,
promising all the best for the lonely journey we chose to embark…
A kiss which imprint my soul with forbidden pleasures,
slowly evoking the wickedness that lies behind those eyes of yours,
Sinful pleasures that promise to quench my thirst for love,
searching for the truth inside your lies,
tension caving in, building a wall between us.
making us known strangers
exiled by our egos,
Seeking new ways to heal the pain
Your silence overflows with profound revelations.
Now I truly understand why you were part of my past not my future,
you were an obstacle which deprived me to reach my full potential.
BUT NOW I HAVE LET YOU GO
I am more than happy
I am free….
Can the past predetermine the future?
Why is the past keep recurring in the present?
Thoughts I’ve made peace with everything,
A single memory can exhume the wrath which is woven with worrisome feelings,
The monster always look for ways to put us on edge
superficially torture our souls with rage
forces us to alienate ourselves from reality
putting us in an utopian cage
filter our lives with great pain
then make us to become slaves within our own skins
Penetrating its sweet vengeance through our wild cravings for ecstacies.
Promising to put the mind at ease
surely the process of forgiving is never easy.
Finding the root of our anger requires time
The rise of conflict imprison us with doubts,
Slowly undressing our ego,leaving our bare soul tto experience the coldness of melancholy which is trapped within our unconscious mind.
Instead of moving forward, we feel like we are turning backwards.
Moving back in time of cruelty
What do we do to deal with this destruction?
Clotting our purest thoughts wuth confusion
One day we shall conquer the evil notives of this monster.
Its power is depended on us
Saturated with false implications.
then we are powerful beings, we can break the walls which stop us from enjoying life to the fullest.
Time has pass, stars has fallen
The beautiful images of the sunset
Indoctrinated with the nature of the shattered dreams,
Lingering thoughts which stir the soul with great bitterness,
Deeply rooted with doubts,confusion,unpleasant thoughts which pushes humanity afar,
Accused of commiting a crime by just being different
Beginning to question their intelligence
Perceive their own brothers as enemies
Losing the essence of their deeply rooted culture
The sacredness of their culture being put on scale
Rated the lowest, classified as inferior
Who invited the beast to the feast?
He lacks the original cultural beliefs
His presence is surrounded by so much darkness
Tainted our purest minds with useless assumptions
Look where it got us…nowhere
Silence our kindness with foreign objects
Considered to nake our lives easier
Taking everything we owned
Yet he forgets that the scars will forever remain in our hearts and soul
Forever reminding us about our greatness
A remembrance which is engraved within our historical moments.
Our own stories.African stories
Let us sing the soung of peace
Forgive the wanderer(stranger) who sufferes fron a low self-esteem.
constantly seeking new ways to feed his appetite of being superior
Haunted by his own demons
Searching for a place to belong
Disturbed by unjustified beliefs
Do not laugh or mock another man foolishness
Kindly show him the right way as he was lost in the jungle surrounded by will animals.
Only his purest mind will save him.
His loss is not to be celebrated but to be used a learning experience
thus his courage deserve all the credit.
life goes on with the pain from yesterday
leaving scars as the remembrance of the journey traveled,
enjoy the ride of the rocking chair
Listen to the lullaby of crashing cars,people cries,painful screams
which comfort your soul as you hear your heart beating
The vitality of the message could not be found from the speakers
You need to contribute your own connotations to the overall message
Do not dilute its significance
Deepen your thoughts, you will understand
Take a closer inspection
Finally enjoy the fruits of the greatest lesson,
Getting your ready to face your own monster which lives inside your closet.
Realization is an all or nothing game.
It can either break you or make you
Some issues are unavoidable
they exist to makes us fumble
but never let them to make you feel detached from reality.
Predictions only spoil the fun of the adventure.
Making you live inside of little boxes
Nurturing you with the veil of your comfort zone.
You are the only one who can unleash the underlying secrets of the universe
Discovery could be done alone
Although the delicacy of other hardships will push you to the core,
but who said you cannot score a goal (Player)
The desire to live happily ever after makes us trapped in fairy-tales.
Fairy tales widen your mind,strengthen your belief but it doesn’t help you to climb
the ladder to reach the peak of the mountain
It settle you down to indulge in the sweetness of the fountain.
The darkest longing that submerge through the veil of our denial,
Leave our bodies aching…
Simply conceal us to a pursuit of our dreams,
Dreams full of passion,letting the purest mind to linger through temptations,
the power engraved inside our souls makes us create magic
the magic which is beyond human anticipation,
who we are…is known by only us.
The fire we make with our bodies
Enchant our soul with great happiness
The burning flames leaving my body electrified.
The music created by our beating hearts
could only be heard by the heart that listen.
Your sensual touch slowly taking away my innocence
Leaving my soul bare,
Exploring the supernatural forces that moves through our veins,
We carry on as if this is just a game
Eyes closed,our reunion giving me butterflies,
this engagement had become what I’ve fantasized
You’ve let me enjoy the taste of our lustful passion
slowly drifting away like a forgotten dream
Taste so sweet like strawberries
leaving me with great bitterness.
Do not use the color of my skin as a justification of your claims,
Your claims lack empirical/scientific evidence,
there are bestowed with the forces of non existence
Identification perpetuate human segregation
I am what I am.You are what you are…
our differences lies behind the veil of individuating information,
The prejudice and stereotypes we pose to out-groups has no fundamental causation
We cannot allow our social norms to constitute our final conclusion
Give yourself time to learn and experience my culture before making assumptions,
What you think I am… is beyond the language I speak,the clothes I wear and the lifestyle I live
Why do we allow hostile,superficial stereotypes to blind us
The issue of race had put us in little boxes,
Limiting us not to see the bigger picture,
Let us give ourselves time to dig deeper
We would be surprise of what we will find…
Wisdom is a treasure which takes time to be extracted from the core surface of the Earth,
Together,we can live in harmony
End this racial battle
but this will be achieved only if we see others as equal human beings
though our historical,geographic and backgrounds are different.
We spend our precious time chasing dreams,
Dreams that are too far to be reached,
Convince ourselves that the little effort we make push us closer,
yet forgetting to create an action plan,
We put ourselves in little boxes
Feeling afraid to explore the underlying mystery of our comfort zone,
Waiting for the shooting star to make a wish
Forgetting that life is inevitable,
We fumble when things go on a different direction,
Forgetting that everything happen for a reason,
Forces of life push us to the edge.
Inner conflict emerge
Feeling afraid to face our fears
We conform ourselves in small spaces
Ignoring the voices inside our heads..
Who are we fooling?
The world or ourselves,
We become the slave of our shortcomings
Allowing our failure to overshadow us
living our lives with denial
forgetting that the wheels turns,
nothing stay the same.
NB: I wrote this poem as a humble tribute to everyone who had touched my heart and soul through poetry,photography and just showing their utmost appreciation.I am grateful to have such a distance family,though our friendships can be considered strange but to me,it means a lot.Thank You everyone
Maditjhaba which means mother of the nations.
How is possible for a stranger to write your own memoir so beautifully?
Unleashing your own character like an old friend.
A shared friendship which moves beyond boundaries,
tied by a strange knot
becoming close to a stranger’s imagination,
making you feel like you are part of the story.
As the story unfold…
you realize that the contract that bids you and the writer has no clause
yet it is entirely legitimate,
You always looking forward to share a conversation with her or him,
though the conversation requires just written words,
the connection grows stronger and stronger
The writer gives you hope…
new meaning of life.
I forgive you
for your lack of knowledge,
for your blindness which led me to hate,
treating me as a prisoner in my own place,
taking away my fate,
bearing the fruits which haunted my common sense,
leaving me feeling afraid,
showing me free flowing fountain which cleanse my innocence,
a sacred river which overflows with lifeless pleasure,
floated with limitless adventures.
I forgive you
for your careless mistakes which got me into trouble,
left me in so much debt of denial,
for your lack of consideration,
forcing me to react on impulse
letting the greatest opportunity of being true to myself to pass me by.
I forgive you
for your failure of understanding what I want…
for unleashing the darkest monster that live inside me,
for teaching me the distinction between pure love and lust,
for making me sleep on the bed adorn with shattered dreams
for walking with me through the path filled with thorns,
for making me beg for more
yet you knew that the implications of getting your poisonous affection
will gently activate my thoughts,
making the wrong to look right.
I forgive you
for wasting my precious time to deal with your foolishness,
for letting me explore the beauty of your uselessness,
for creating an impact which is meaningless,
for contradicting my values with your problems,
for holding my hand and pushing me to the limit
which made me the person I am today…
for being a fake friend which sugar coat lies with truthfulness,
for leaving me powerless,
a manipulative lover who do anything to boost his ego,
deeply stimulating his wickedness with beautiful music,
slowly captivating my mind unconsciously
being a guide which led me to unfamiliar places
places which showed superficial beauty
places which are beyond imagined
let alone pushing you to forget reality.