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Sindiswa Mhlanga Poem
Child of dust
Stared in the mirror for her worries to disappear
But that was impossible for her troubles were near
Child of dust don’t depart on this dreadful art
You must fight for your place in this path
Child of dust don’t be blown away
Like wind in the air...
Stay strong and act on this art of life
Paint your own phrase
Let your world be known
How you got back home
Were the blankets are so warm
Tell your story, tell your says
Child of dust don’t run away
Face your fears, for they’re your past
And create your future on this broken ark...
Stand up and clean your dirt
For time has taken its torn
You are more than that of what they think of...
Remember the times you cried
Now let your tears be heard
Child of dust you’re a golden star
Don’t let them bring you down
For you have walked the darkest paths in this life
And felt the bitterness of their says down your toes
‘‘Saying you can’t’’
‘‘Saying you won’t’’
‘‘saying you will never’’
But now that you found your way out
Embrace it for last.
Copyright © Sindiswa Mhlanga | Year Posted 2013
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Sindiswa Mhlanga Poem
Under my sins
As the waves of the thunderstorm rises
Upon my throne to threaten my scene
To be unseen...I speak the words
Toned of reckless means
Tear my eye with no cloud of waters
For I have prudent my salvation immortal
....embraced it by the lion’s sculpture
Tear my eye not to swallow rivers
For I’ve persevered my soul to only GOD
The way of light and life
Tear my eye not to drown
...though to find a everlasting life
Under my LORD’s arms
These are the words under my sins. END
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Sindiswa Mhlanga Poem
Die love thy looks
She isn’t a pretty face inside a reckless tent
She isn’t a princess dice, only you could flip once
With a voice of an angel all men are angles
Drawn by the scent of her perfume
‘‘I PREDICT’ she is a poison to their feet’s
Oh daughter of mine
Let not these scumbags fill their bags
With a taste of your descent kiss
0r a word of your passionate mind
You worth more than just gold and diamond
‘‘listen to your voice’’
‘‘Listen to your light
Don’t let it die young like that
There is a prince just for you my niece
He will cross by in time
He will love you not for looks
He will find you inside your books
Die love to those men, who don’t have shame
Thy looks are not yours to stare at
A good man will come her way someday
Die love to those grumpy fools, who forsake their wives
For just a look.... look aside she’s just a child
Not even your size
Oh! How wicked you men have turned!
Oh! How swallow you have fallen
Find yourself before you die in this shameful dirt
Where you stand....
‘‘Die love, thy looks! End
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Sindiswa Mhlanga Poem
HIDDEN LOVE
CURSES OF EMOTIONS HIDDEN BENEATH ITS SENSATION
CRACKING ABOVE ITS MOTION, RYTHEMICAL TEMPTATION
MY HEART IS TURNING, GRINDING BY THE CRUEL GRAODING
SOAKING UNDERNEATH MY EXPECTATIONS
SONGS OF LOUDLESS TALES, SAIL ME THROUGH THIS WAVES
COVER ME IN THIS FAIRTALES AND TELL ME THE SECRET OF THIS HILLS
FOR MY PASSION HAVE PRUDENT IT’S WILLS
POSSESSING MY AFFECTION IN WICKED DEEDS
TO THE DOVE OF MY HEART, DO DWELL INSIDE MY THRONE
TO THE DEER OF MY SPINE, DO DIVE INSIDE MY STORM
AS THE SILENT BREEZE HAVE BROKEN ITS PAWS
SO AS THE DARKEST FREEZE HAVE FROZEN ITS CLAWS
SUNS OF OLD RIVERS, LISTEN TO MY LONGING
FOR I’M LINGERING SOMETHING IN MY SONG WILL
YET YOU HAVE HIDDEN IT, FOR ME TO FORGET IT
...SO IM DRAWNING IN MY REMEMBERANCE
HIDDEN LOVE WAS NEVER BROKEN
HIDDEN LOVE WAS NEVER HIDDEN
FOR THE SENSES OF PERSEVEANCE INDULGES
Its PROMISES.... it’s the heart’s decision
NOTS THE MIND’S CONGREGATION or consultation
Do remember my motivation....the sounds of love.end
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Sindiswa Mhlanga Poem
In the thorny eyes
Truthfully I stared right through
His broken glass, in thousand pieces
I redeemed my might... for the pain he felt Plain my night
Not a memory inside, just an empty cloud
Clinging for something more prudent
For old times...
Is it me my heart longing for a cracking sound!
Is it me my heart pleading for the softest songs
Yes your heart has been once brutal...
Banished and forgotten...
Though to me in thorny eyes I see you, standing fatally
Comfort is what I’m here to mender you...my love
In thorny eyes, you captured my laugh
In thorny eyes you conquered my life
Hardly believed, for your old silly mistakes...
Known by your cruelty acts...
I will cover you in many colours of light
Crystallize your world in different stars
And cross my heart, for old times...
To reverse
In thorny eyes...I loved.END
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Sindiswa Mhlanga Poem
Child of dust
Stared in the mirror for her worries to disappear
But that was impossible for her troubles were near
Child of dust don’t depart on this dreadful art
You must fight for your place in this path
Child of dust don’t be blown away
Like wind in the air...
Stay strong and act on this art of life
Paint your own phrase
Let your world be known
How you got back home
Were the blankets are so warm
Tell your story, tell your says
Child of dust don’t run away
Face your fears, for they’re your past
And create your future on this broken ark...
Stand up and clean your dirt
For time has taken its torn
You are more than that of what they think of...
Remember the times you cried
Now let your tears be heard
Child of dust you’re a golden star
Don’t let them bring you down
For you have walked the darkest paths in this life
And felt the bitterness of their says down your toes
‘‘Saying you can’t’’
‘‘Saying you won’t’’
‘‘saying you will never’’
But now that you found your way out
Embrace it for last.
Copyright © Sindiswa Mhlanga | Year Posted 2013
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