Inner self

We are so preoccupied with a lot of things in our lives.Have you ever wondered,how will you feel if you were being locked up in a room for five hours with only a bed,a picture frame of yourself,the mirror and a bed.I bet you were going to feel frustrated and bored.The need to do something was going to drive you insane.But why don’t you utilize that peaceful time for self-reflection or self introspection.It’s like we are so afraid of ourselves.We feel better if we are consumed with various activities.The thought of being alone,doing nothing and staring at our own reflection on the mirror is taken over by fear.We are so afraid to deeply search within ourselves our inner being because we have this assumption that the past is dead.It is not healthy to dig deeper because we are so afraid to open old wounds.I agree that we all have repressed some of our  past memories for various reasons but psychologically repression is not healthy.How can we conquer our fears if we don’t get in touch with the very first stimuli which made us to be fearful in the first place.Recently I have taken a conscious decision which is setting up a date with myself.During the date,I’m going to do nothing and I am going to walk away from being conscious of my environment and dig deeper to my inner self.I can actually hear my inner self screaming for help.I have been avoiding her for such a long time and I believe that if I listen to her more.I will find inner peace.Its not a crime to fulfill your inner self wishes but don’t be hard on yourself if you do not reach the highest level of peacefulness.Oh yes….you are going to feel all sort of emotions when you make a date with yourself.its okay if you wanna cry,scream or jump around but try doing breathing exercises and remember you are in charge of yourself.

Love

Maditjhaba

Untold history

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.

SHE

She will always remain enigmatic through the eyes of short sighted
Waiting impatiently for her down fall
batten by her silence charm which leave them wondering…
She is a Queen of an unknown clan,
having no royal blood moving through her veins.
Her beauty filtering every bad thing was said
cursing the troublemaker with her kindness,
slowly killing the enemy with the poisonous triumph of forgiveness.
She is a piece maker,an emotional bonding that weave people together.
Touching many lives with her soft hands
Allowing the radiance of her smile to shine upon them,
giving them another chance to be better.
Restoring peace and harmony.

Racial Battle

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.

They come with guns

They come with guns
loaded with bullets of evil intelligence,
Condemning our minds with the non-existence,
assumed to give us the life we are striving for…
Who are this people?
Making us forget our roots
shooting our brothers and sisters with their stupid ideas,
Dissolving our self-knowledge with hypnotic perceptions,
Promised us to give everlasting redemption,
Praise the Gods to give us salvation,
Loss of identity keeping us off track.
Blindfolded with the misconception of freedom
Confusion consume us,
Subconsciously living our soul bare,
Feed our emotional hunger with care,
They curse us through their breath
Their guns had robbed our integrity as a nation,
Giving us sedative pills to keep calm,
Destroying the sacredness that moves through our veins,
Killing our bloodline with their irresistible temptations
Our fabrication being ripped,tainted with their ideologies
Leaving unhealed wounds in our hearts,
Language becomes a barrier of voicing our views
We become puppets of the one we consider to be superior,
The curious mind being preoccupied with limitless questions,
Wondering about the end of battle,
the end of agony
the beginning of a journey filled with thorns
barefooted…feeling fearless to take that turn to the wilderness surrounded by vultures
the cruelty shown on their faces
shall give us peaceful dreams as we sleep on our bed
covered with the blanket of our success,
therefore freedom will not be our wish but definitely our accomplishment.

Something missing

Omitted paragraphs which makes the story incomplete,
A lack of sensation,a difficulty to grasp how I feel,
A tune of a particular song
playing with unfamiliar chords
Reality which intend to sugar coat everything
building a bridge between the truth and perception,
a loss of revitalizing properties to keep the mind and soul in peace.
A lack of dream realized
woven with a thread of fantasy,
leaving the mind with unanswered questions,
pulling you away from the light,being an uninvited guest.
Remedy your confusion with meditation,
losing that golden key to unlock those priceless moments can still be found,
taking you to places you couldn’t imagine
Hiding within your fears is not helping,
take a deep breath,climb up on that stairs.
You might be closer on finding the real you,
the truth will rejuvenate your troubled soul,
Allow you to enjoy the sweetness of peace and harmony.
Something is missing
constantly losing friends,
loneliness caving in,
The moment you start reaching out
You begin to lose everything
You need to wake up from dreaming
start doing…
believing that you are capable of doing anything.

My Worth

My worth is not determined by the people appraisal
My worth is beyond measure,
No man can anticipate the accurate limit,
I am who I am.
God has implanted a seed that is growing across any season.
Although sometimes my fears tend to blind me
I stand firmly on the ground weighing my options with open eyes
I believe everyone has the ability to unfold the mysteries of the world.
Just be patient, sense through the impact brought by nostalgia
Allow all your senses to remind you of the beauty that resemble through your footprint.
We are different and our purpose is going to be established differently.
Let’s stop playing the comparison game
And embrace life as it is….
God promised that tomorrow change will conquer everything.
Everyday the sun will rise to give us better understanding of ourselves
Yet today we are still searching for our purpose.

My heart of gold

You’ve went through so much heartache,
You’ve been used,
You’ve been cherished,
You’ve been loved
and you’ve been hated for your free spirited attitude.
Though the world had put you in so much pain,
YOu keep on loving.
You’d never stopped forgiving.
During time of despair you keep on smiling.
I have tried understanding you
but I’m not succeeding.
My heart of gold,
You never gor weary of my confusions,
Kept my troubled soul at ease,
Captured the stillness of the free flowing
stream with the heart beat to form a beautiful melody.
Reminding me of my true worth,
Never underestimated the power of your existence.
Sometimes I question your kindness,
Trouble you with this world bitterness.
Tried hiding you away from the world
Yet you reassured me that nothing will come between us.
The pain will pass by like useless wind,
memories will remind us about what and where we’ve been…
The peaceful stream wil flow so gentle to wash away the dirt on our feet.
reminding us of our imperfections,
Feeling thankful everyday to hear you beating…
Pounding to remind me that I am alive.
Today is just another day to climb through the mountains.
Feeling eager to reach it peak
The gentle breeze filling my every sense with liberation,
I shall honor the creator for giving me such an important gift of life.