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POETS CORNER (5TH BABY STEP)

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- MADLOZI -

sweetly, you speak to me
in my dreams you come to me
ever so, so, so gently
caressing me
ancient wisdom
whispered rea**uringly
comforting me

seeing faces
souls masquerade as words
boldly entering this, a golden arena of verbs
it seems not too many of us have heard
it is a secretive GOD we serve
singing solemn songs of untold plight
setting these silent skies alight

it is in your death
that you come alive
within the stillness of time
and blindly we begin to see
pa**ing through me
your traditions of old

it is your names that lurk in the dark
and yet the children know only of a noah who built an ark.
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- WALKING ON WATER -

lost in this turquoise haze
my own mind becomes a maze
stranger to myself
the guest
turning water to wine
drunk
limping

so while he gives me nothing
im here creating something
miracles.

I am my only hope.


- im starting to feel like im the only one who plays here. aaahhhh. lonely... - laff.
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- THIS GIRL YOU KNEW -

this girl you knew
sits beneath a willow tree
there, in her yellow dress
imagining your caress
with so much to say
but speaking into the wilderness
she continues to write you letters
though you left her no address
you left


this girl you knew
sits quietly
amidst a noise that screams thoughts of he
she sits quietly
you are gone
you

this girl you knew
embraces the sun
but her world remains cold
though memories intangible
in her empty hand
it is you she still holds
tracing the shape of your heart in the sand
she wishes upon a distant land

this girl you knew
knew you once too.
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concrete roses

MY THUMB GOT STUNG BY A THORN
SHE KISSED IT
N ALL I DO IS THINK ABOUT IT EVERY MORN


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- THOSE 2 AND A HALF SECONDS -

and so the words
became their swords
entrapment there, within his thoughts
a valiant battle
inside herself she fought
a tango with time
her mind refusing to leave her heart behind
treading carefully
around the moment
as his sincerity
sought to prod her testily
tossing the coin
questioning destiny

one daft man asked
to be or not to be
it seems the task
is not that easy

and she
ever cognisant
that all it ever takes is just one deed
to map out her legacy

left him to watch her flee.
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- AN ORANGE CLOUD -

the sun smiles
and they receive her
basking in her glory
she gives them meaning
they glow in appreciation

orange clouds
what they become
 
the sun smiles on them
she gives them meaning
they smile on me
and i receive their healing

an orange cloud
what i become

she smiles on them
they smile on me
im smiling at you

orange clouds
what we become

an orange cloud

i reach for the sky
GOD is alive.

I GLOW IN APPRECIATION.
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- STILL STANDING -

insignificant
before i saw different
the lesson in the experience
the resolution of past with present
a return to self
has made me my own tenant
occupying my own spaces
an understanding of what grace is
paying rent
when i(t)s (my) due
staying true
this child
golden
just pa**ing through

a long road
of which none but she knows
closed doors
always denied whats hers

but im here
still standing

this is me.
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BLKR

truth be told her poems
made his heart melt stone
her question was bold
and if he had the chance he wouldve taken her home

but thats not how the story goes
its not specific but thats not how water flo's
he kissed saturday
wanted to make love to sunday
but then again thats not how the cup overflo's


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he rote pages of after thoughts
after all sorts....

he stole my lines
told he was feinding for her red dress
but he bit my rhyme

she came closer i could see why
she looked @ me i saw the sun shine
she took me out......out..she took me out
and i cant rhyme


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- SILENCE AND WORDS -

the night lights up
shimmers like
diamonds and pearls
caught
between
silence and words
there being no comfort in denial
she turns, offers him a slight smile
as the child grows old
he can rest his soul
not missing a thing
every word
she has heard
taking 3 steps back
she remains a**aulted by her own fears
to be condemned to taste her own tears
trying to explain
she trips on her own thoughts
once again
she wants to fly
reach the other side

are you alright

its the things you do
they speak for you

she remembers you

these things tend to turn out their own way
and so it remains a story for another day.
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SHE

Emotionally pugnacious she,
thought steel was the only way to be,
unknown, the Us that would set her soul free,
A kiss and my collapse to one knee,
SHe witnessed my surrender, yet SHE belongs to ME.
NOBODY TELLS ME I'M COOL, HARD TO TALK WHEN YO TEETH CHATTERING.


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damn roze your killin with your poetry *hand clap*

That not good enough for ya?


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aaahhh, sweet man syn. is this for jasmine...?

and she's all yours babes. damn straight hey. all yours. (well, lets hope so. hehehehe)

aaaahhh....
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Realisation

I've stared death in the eyes,
a friendly smile and the touch to calm my surprise,
An honest face, no longer need for lies,
You are who you are, you face what you did,
No more church smiles an pretty wrapping for evil you hid,
So many try to make up wit a wife and a kid,
But theres no going back, this trains on a one way track,
You missed your station, no sense being a pillar of salt,
Life seasons us anyway, you always end as what you wanted,
No one but you in charge of dreams now blunted.
Some of us choose to dance with a knife.
We hold it close and beg for forgiveness,
And so i stand before this mirror and stare death in the eyes.
I see there was only one person to ask for mercy for my lies.
Now the innocent child that was me just cries.
NOBODY TELLS ME I'M COOL, HARD TO TALK WHEN YO TEETH CHATTERING.