Source She was a drum that endured various pulsating hands. Some pulsating with woe and some pulsating with Idyll. The drum that produced her face in its numb climax was not recited by will but by fundamental

Sitting in the bed, thoughts running over my head. Trying to figure out what to write about, and then ... consciousness slapped me right in the face. Sitting and thinking, with a pen in my hand, all of

Every rhythm, every drum, From Suburbs, urbans to slums. Poetry is inside of every creature and every creature is inside of poetry. Like an enormous dome that exists within your brain coloured with a vivid

Nipples of the tide produce the milkless rain. Its gates open wide as it passes through the hole of a cain. Every rain droplet explains the mystery of humanity. ** One drop is of passion and the other

The true meaning of words manifests in a form birds and blood leaks after withdrawal of swords. I constantly get lulled by its utterance. Five senses drink from the goblet of its magnificence. ** Words

This is part 2 of the seed of origin. If you didn't get to read part 1 click here to head to that post. Verily, she's the seed of origin with such supercilious gesture she trembles on top of generations,

Indeed, the seed of origin that was ploughed by the hands of God so that verity and longevity may be her life journey. She's the seed that breeds clouds of hope that are in constant vivid locomotion. Like

He came from work. With shame, lacks balance, fell upon his back. Lying down, all tense, his connection to the environment full of wax. Tries to get up but his immense head won't let him. He forgets about

This one in particular is characterised by multiple insecticides of deeper eyes in a human form. I have grown to be a seeker of lies, perhaps to provide my soul or feed my mind with fabricated emotions.

Feeble mind rotation Inflict sceptic ones from mental elevation, leading to self imprisonment and malediction. What are my thoughts made of? I have dedicated my life to poetry and rhymes, raw supernatural

The raises of the sun glitter, the day becomes more gentle, smooth and sweeter. The trees mutter remarkable sounds of joy and laughter. The whispers of the wind ooze gently in my tympanic membrane curing

Sometimes confusion comes and knocks at your door. What do you do? Well, as for me, I put it on paper and let the pen fight the battle for me. Such is the following piece. Entitled "Confusion",

You will recall that in the last post I mentioned that I would divide the Soweto trips/tour into two as there was just too much information that I did not want to overwhelm you guys. So this post we will

This poem was written in a very simplistic style and yet powerful in its meaning. When you feel emotions so strong, being joyful and finding solace in your partner, and your sorrow literally disappears.

After a day of relaxing and just spending time with family on Sunday, Monday we kicked things off. And what better way to start your tour or visit than a trip to Soweto, where most of the legendary icons

Like oceans of desert in my soul's goblet. You fulfil me with everything, In your presence the clouds and sky cling. Pervade your ubiquitous love like a joyous dove, so that every creature, homo sapient

It is now 2 days later after my trip to Johannesburg and I would like to pick up were we left off. I got so busy at home that I hardly had time to connect with you guys and tell you about my journey, day

So it's been 6 days since my last post. You will recall that I was at home for the holidays. We visited a lot of places in Johannesburg with family. We've been travelling literally the entire time, by

Source So I took a trip to Johannesburg, my birthplace, and it was so lovely coming home after such a long time. Although not alone this time I came with family. We arrived here on Thursday the 29th of

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