Hlamolo Floyd Poet Spoken Word

Corktail music

Corktail music. 




It's all happening before Hunter choose
       to become an assassin too
Before the magic pot was shot down.
         the knight was guiding the pot,
complete silence.
in the middle of the isolated island until all we heard was 
...
,[ ....    "was the London hot-spike" ]>the movement was real
        Everything was happening right inside the pot
All along...
   Superhuman colours 
             Jazz movement was just a story 
 everything was right But not perfect.

         it's was just half giraffe cold soul movement
Those colours we're not fully charged 
   Separated in different directions.
      Perhaps the egg was not ready to dance
  stolen before its hatch.
                same heartbeat
                  as for the jazz-beat
        It finally exists .
   The star is born.
The chosen, completely charged.          
 Once it appear 
Everyone forgets about their worries
      The name is happiness

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Beata Agustin May 18, 2026 at 4:39 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Ghairo Daniels May 15, 2026 at 9:23 PM This is a real cocktail poem as your first offering here on this site, Hlamolo. I love how you’ve mixed everything together with jazz as the holding grace. A real Spoken Word to make an audience think. A perfect title and last line. Well done ! Keep writing & posting. Blessings from your fellow South African, Ghairo.