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ubuhlungu
October 3, 2017|PeoplePoetry

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ubuhlungu

Please come in, enter my abandoned house of grief Lock the doors of fate spying behind you. Hang your coat over there. Can I pour you coquito? Drinks that make men open up their souls when they feel lost, and their wrists tied with clocks of ending times or an

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This is my nightmare
June 4, 2017|PeoplePoetry

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This is my nightmare

This is not a calm jazz that flutes with an eclipse of sweetening melodies; music that raises a man’s heart from the nips of its faith This is a rough metal bass. Chaotic to eardrums, erratic, erupting to magma of a life interrupted. See the lava of pains on heat.

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I stay
June 2, 2017|PeoplePoetry

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I stay

Afraid of the pain Of being alone again I stay. Because maybe he’ll change Maybe I’ll change Maybe we’ll change Things will change. Afraid of the pain Of being alone again I stay. I want to give us a chance, To maybe reignite romance. Restart this love dance, And so

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Epoch of agony
May 21, 2017|PeoplePoetry

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Epoch of agony

Epoch of agony

God, what evil have I committed wrong That the stereo of my heart play only but a sad song? Let the dew-drops of this terrible terrain erode my pain Let the tree tops, buttressed – shade my grains of laughter from owls Let the preface of my diary escape this

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I Know this pain
May 19, 2017|Books and ReviewsPeoplePoetry

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I Know this pain

I Know this pain

I know this pain; with tips of a tired sun and tiredness of a restless moon When every candle of memory and chance of glory is limited. Broken. Lost. Away.

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