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Rethabile Mosemaka Poem
I Sat there straddled
Trying to solve the riddles
My mind too fiddled
I Sat There and buried my head
Not trying to move a Muscle instead
Way to scared
You know I sat there and watched
As You snatched every innocence left in her
Attached to the seat in which I could not move
I Witnessed you devour her,ignoring her screams
As you were in her wishing peaches and cream
You Thought of her as a treat you could mistreat and not try to retreat
I Don't know why you thought of her as meat that you could beat and eat
See You're A Cheat,Go Ahead And Tweet
Your Deed Will Lead you to your bleed
You made me Sit there and witness my sister become a hoe just because you could not handle her ego And how her glow made you feel like raw dough
But See I'm Stronger Than That,
What you did to her the other night
Turned me to a rough bite.So Don't Be Surprised When I Fight,i might set you on fire and do it right
Copyright © Rethabile Mosemaka | Year Posted 2018
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One word,one scratch . I keep consoling myself as I keep losing this battle . One more scratch, maybe they won't notice . As I fail to realise even a thousand scratches go unnoticed, my kind of cry for help is either judged or ignored . One more river of blood, let me drain my body . Maybe they will realise I'm screaming, silently . One more cut, just one deep cut . One that will numb the pain, and maybe bring out the inner beauty they keep talking about . The beauty of revealing yourself... At first I did not understand why someone would choose to love brokeness . How a mere mortal would dedicate their life into putting back pieces of a shattered heart . One piece each day, with every kiss and every tight hug . How sweet words could glue together a million pieces of a heart that was once titanic . But it's all bound to change right ? And You will one day wake up and get tired of fixing me . You will start to realise why they all broke me and you'll slowly become them . My nightmares will suddenly become too vivid for you too handle and my demons will start to tamper our love . You will sleep every night with one eye open scared of the ghosts that crawl from my hell . So please do not torture your beautiful soul, don't let the dark nature of mine diffuse itself into yours
Copyright © Rethabile Mosemaka | Year Posted 2018
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Rethabile Mosemaka Poem
It took my last brain cells working together to figure out your gender.At first I honestly thought you were female considering how society says that those affected by you "are just seeking attention" , but when the sun was not shinning on my lawn you paid me a visit.It made sense for me to think you're male.I mean no offence or anything,but you are so similar to the men in my hood,you're so violent. You abuse and ask the victim to not tell anyone,that's at least until you kill them and have people protecting you because aye' "she had it coming." Whilst knowing deep down that she just wanted you to die,not her soul but if that's what it would take to get rid of you she'd do it,because you engulfed her ambition,happiness,love.You turned her into a statistic. She became depression itself.
Copyright © Rethabile Mosemaka | Year Posted 2018
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Rethabile Mosemaka Poem
"Your being is now one with earth and our memories like soil." I said these words in between heaps of tears, trying hard not to choke on my sorrow. These were my last words to you, as I was "letting you go". Accepting and by then hoping that time would heal the wounds your departure left me in. Little did I Know The Bitter Irony Of Healing. That I would wake up everyday for rest of my life filled with regret of what I said and didn't, destroying myself over what I did and didn't. Going over and over and over our memories like a recording but this time tuned into perfect harmony with my fantasies. I had no idea I would still love you even after death ripped you away from me. If love truly destroys a person, then Love is death.
Copyright © Rethabile Mosemaka | Year Posted 2018
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