Please Don't Let Go

Today I awake
Holding on to you
So you can hold on to me

Arrows

Darkness seems to call
In the shadows
Of the baby angel's arrow
Where reality
Plays cruel tricks
On those barely alive
Pulling at the arrows
Sticking out of their chests
Making it hard
To breath....

2013/10/31

They say he lost himself
In a bottle
So each time I see him
I buy him one
Hoping that
He can drink
Enough of himself back
For me to recognise him
Because The shell
I see before me
Is not the man
I used to call
my Uncle

Naledi

It might be a bit overdue...but better late than never. A little over a month ago on the 17th of June 2013,we were again blessed with the birth of  life. Naledi, my God daughter was born and this one is for all of them

To life we give thanks
Our hands
Turned soft
Strong hearts
Made gentle
Hard men
Turned by fragile faces
That light up
At the sound
Of our voices
And every word they utter
A feather
That tickles our hearts
And in their eyes
I ser hope
Like stars
That twinkle in the sky......

Untitled

It was a long day
Long enough
To fit all the sorrow
And pain
And still have space
For nothing
Still have space
For moments of emptiness
Moments that can swallow
A man whole
And spit out pieces
Of the shell
That used to be him
Yet still
At the end of the day
I find hope in the night
The darkness
Pregnant with light
And the promise of morning
A new begining

Maybe I am a dreamer

Maybe

Breathing

I wish you knew
How much it hurts
How much breathing
Has become a chore
How much each
Inhaled breath
Scrapes on the walls
Of my airways
To reach my lungs
And how each
Breath out is relief....

Fire

I always knew 
   
      We were gonna go out
   
      In a ball of fire
   
      I never counted
   
      On us being 
   
      Engulfed by the flames
   
      Leaving us both
   
      With scars 
   
      That would never heal

Worlds

She tip toes

Ever so gently on his heart

Breathing life
   
      Into his art
   
      Even though
   
      They are worlds apart
   
  
   He scribbles like a mad man
   
      Hoping the words in his poems
   
      Will bridge the gap
   
      Between their worlds
   
      Violently thrusting them
   
      Into each others arms
   
   
  He tried the gently approach
   
      And the gravity
   
      From each ones world
   
      Pulled them back
   
      As if to say
   
      This is where 
   
      They should stay
   
  
   She is better
   
      At pretending 
   
      Than he is
And accepts this fate

While he still writes

To bridge the gap

E.V.O.L

Intense
Tearing arteries
Clogging airways
Stomach churning
Appetite inhibiting
Tear jerking
Mouth drying
But still inspiring
Intense...