Tuesday, 31 January 2012

your syllables
hmm
chocolate streams,
smooth dreams,
your words
weave worlds

its kinda like
the nile knows
how to flow
mysteriously
it hears your smile
while, with your verbs
you tantalize
and hyptonize
mesmerize

Chieftess,
you speak
-sound you purify

for your sorrow tomorrow

when leaves fall in the water
a poet said she noticed
when we feel a rush of bitter cold
well, we shiver
when You get to feel that
i am there wrapping my arms around you
on telepaths of warmth
on warpaths with tears and memories
when waterfalls or little rivulets
start drawing lines
on your delicately crafted face
i'll be next to you, joining you
holding your hand
and when your heart sobs
my spirit hands will be
holding it gently
rocking it
to a tranquil
distilled peace
and when you close your eyes
in silence
remember
I am with you in your sorrow

I will smile when you smile with me

Dance when you tap your feet

Laugh when you fall

Clap when you crawl

Clean your crap

And strap you in on road trips

Give you tips

When your heart needs mending

And remind you

That I will always



Be your father or brother in spirit

If you want me to be

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

The spirit that flows in I have a dream
And the hope in I am an African
Bans depleted African beats in my footsteps
So that when the tribal drum sounds the death knell
The end kneels keeling in shackles of my brothers blood
Still I am irie J
Singing, stomping and clapping cause Azania is my hood.

Wednesday, 4 January 2012


Sneaky, I stole some poems for your facebook page

Could not face the age when discovery would be your sage

A fake rhyme with fake words made worse but my excuse…

 I did, for you and for you only

Held them at gunpoint took them for a metaphor hostage tourney

Streaky, cause I forgot to tell you they were mine in the first place