South african, born in the apartheid(racial segregation) era. Discovered poetry in my last years of high school.My poetry changes with time & so do my skills & my choice of words. my mission is to write poems everyone can read & enjoy, but i do not compromise on quality and style. i take great pride on the quality of my work.
i love you in the morning.
when you smell like scented rain,
your lips like mint sprouts.
when my arms are around your neck,
...
The night was quite. Calm was in the air.
I remember I rushed home.
I had to prepare.
The mint sauce.
...
I cannot wear my pyjamas to work
Nor swim in my shirt and tie.
But there is a cloth for all occasion
I want to put it on
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Out of hurting, I had build
Something that resembles the Berlin wall
Now you are hereā¦
I have been reluctant
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It is like hot brewed coffee with no milk.
It slithers in between, its warmth ensnares.
Once in you, there is no word to define it.
You try to talk, only gust of air
...