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Dzunisani Cheryl Mabaso Poem
I was a wounded child
At the age of three.
I wondered where you had gone,
But I didn’t understand anything.
I just woke up—
The yard was filled with people,
Mourning.
But I couldn’t mourn with them,
Because I didn’t understand.
I had so many questions,
And no one was brave enough to answer.
I wondered why the woman who gave me life
Disappeared overnight.
“Oh, my… death.”
That was a new word to me.
I didn’t know what it meant
Until you were gone.
I thought maybe you had gone somewhere,
Some place you would return from.
But as time went on,
I began to lose hope—
Hope of ever seeing you again.
Twenty-one years later,
Still three years old in your eyes,
Still carrying this pain
I will hold for a lifetime.
I love you,
Even though I never got the chance to tell you.
I miss you,
And I will miss you every day of my life.
Oh, my beautiful Rose,
Oh, my mother—
Twenty-one years later,
And I still miss
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Dzunisani Cheryl Mabaso Poem
The art of psychology—
Brains, brains, brains,
A maze of thoughts untamed.
Emotions, emotions, emotions,
Rising like waves unseen,
Powerful, deep, and in between.
Psychology—so vast, so wide,
A world we carry deep inside.
To truly live, to understand,
We must learn the mind’s command.
Big minds, small minds,
All searching, all confined,
Oh my—how can it be
So hard to understand me?
I am made of emotion,
A storm, a silent ocean.
Mental health, a fragile thread,
Battling thoughts we never said.
Depression whispers low and deep,
In quiet nights that steal our sleep.
Yet still we rise, we try, we grow,
Learning truths we didn’t know.
To master the laws of the mind—
Not simple, never easy to find,
But through dedication and care,
Clarity meets us there.
Understanding—step by step,
Through every fall, through every depth.
So learn yourself, begin within,
That’s where all journeys truly begin
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Dzunisani Cheryl Mabaso Poem
Just a click
from a dating app
so ordinary,
so simple.
Who knew
one could find love there?
In a place of swipes and short messages,
where hearts scroll
faster than they heal.
Did it even take time?
Or did time forget to move
the day you appeared?
First meet-up.
First date.
First nervous smile
pretending not to be hope.
Beautiful eyes
the kind that speak
before words are ready.
Tall,
standing like a promise
I didn’t know
I was waiting for.
Her skin,
bright as her name,
glowing like morning
after a long night
of loneliness.
Small conversations,
nothing fancy,
nothing loud
just laughter
resting gently
between two strangers
becoming something more.
But the connection…
the connection was real.
It felt like home
found in a human being.
That’s when I saw
she was the one
not because she was perfect,
but because my heart
finally felt safe
beating near hers.
Everything happened fast,
like rain
that doesn’t ask permission
before it falls.
She didn’t only become my lover.
She became my family.
My comfort.
My safe place.
My sometimes.
My always
for a little while.
We built memories
in borrowed time,
laughing like tomorrow
was guaranteed.
But good things come
to an end, right?
No warning.
No loud goodbye.
Just silence
where love once lived.
And now
I scroll through memories
instead of messages,
replay your laughter
instead of hearing it.
Sudden love
taught me something
that hearts can meet
in an instant,
love deeply
without permission,
and still
learn to let go.
You were not forever,
but you were real.
And sometimes,
the saddest love stories
are not the ones that never began
but the ones
that began so beautifully
and ended
too soon
Copyright © Dzunisani Cheryl Mabaso | Year Posted 2026
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