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Vivian Baloyi Poem
When love hurts its like a blink
when in need of full attention
when love hurts its like the birth
of sin still in need of redemption
when love hurts I sit under the moon with my insides turning inside out
with loneliness coming to rescue me again
when love hurts the only thing I see is us reaping our ending
when love hurts its like biting my tongue cause they already warned me about what you’d do
when love hurts I wonder if I still love you
Copyright © Vivian baloyi | Year Posted 2025
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Vivian Baloyi Poem
Love, is not a moderate image to paint !
I have tread a serene parks walk with colourful abundant trees and beauteous scenes
Yet Love :
“let me honour those who favour you their forte”!
Lustful young love and bitterness in sweet red wine
Patience in a white steady car awaiting traffic to mind time
Everything coming together , it is my damn fault you are not mine?
Frantically screaming in the passages of my life
In a motion that is slow they kiss me to complete my life
And touch me I fathom inside me caterpillars turn to butterflies
Tomorrow im in the hue-less shadows of solitude
And love is a ghost
Oh it unremorsefully robs me of hope
On an isolated bench gazing the starry nights
Your identity is a historic illusion of time
Copyright © Vivian baloyi | Year Posted 2025
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Vivian Baloyi Poem
The celestial bodies ....
They witnessed my feet on the sand
becoming mutual with the hard rocks .
My red blood and sweat
They saw my inability to choose something else.
The nights with shiny eyes in the sky
sometimes abruptly shooting to offer me a wish sometimes
I declined
I declined.
And now here comes the time
where thine discernment also arrives
choices about my life
of others they hope to make mine.
Copyright © Vivian baloyi | Year Posted 2025
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