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Casey Ramoshaba Poem
my feet aching, body shaking, knees weakening
when I get up front
I get attacked by my noble subconscious
my self esteem is lower than my toe print
I just hope it understands
that's ima stomp it down
In this big black abyss
ideas roam free n wild
my plot
I keep it discreet
the world aint ready for what my thoughts submerge
I consider myself a mental giant amongst my peers
the funny thing is, everything else around is up to scale
still a beginner, I'm at the bottom of my league
but I'm not worried, I cant be shook
coz I know I cant scale my way to the top
and maybe freefall
just to do it all over again
its addictive
I'm not different, yaul are the just the same
ima fine tuned automobile
with a heart of steel
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whats the point of life
if its meant to end
whats the point of having dreams
if you cant chase them
live life at its full is what the say
but is it possible if your locked in shackles
and forced to do something your not interested in
doing whats best for you
is what they convinced themselves their doing
at times it appears as though they're trying
to exploit you from what you are already destined for
money lurks within the thoughts
and causes insecurities
they say without it your nothing
is there a difference between a person who has some money
and one who has a lot of money?
they say have faith and it will come
but at the same time they don't believe in you
life has been tough throughout history
and will remain the same
a much thicker wallet or account with more figures
wont make any difference
its not all about money
but for those who are
I'm truly sorry
dreams are meant to chased down!!!!
but I guess they'll understand
coz we don't live in the same world
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Casey Ramoshaba Poem
why
do yaul believe I has a problem
simply coz I choose not to follow these orthodox patterns
my cpu is not built as the others
I don't want the same out of life as the others
and I think that bothers you deeply
I do believe, that education is the key,
I don't disagree with your analogy
not at all
but regarding my beliefs
I feel theres an alternate path to this glorious paradox that yaul call success
and if I'm wrong
well, I'm wrong
at least I rolled the dice
at least I didn't fold
and for that I have no regrets
for, what ever's coming
I mean, this is how I would like to paint my canvas
I'm the one who's going to see it hung up on my wall,
every day of my life
I'm the one who's suppose to be happy with the painting
not you
so...
Let Me Paint.
Let Me Apply My Faint Brush Strokes.
Let Me Enjoy My "worthless" Output, MY "Washed-Up" Creation,
My MasterPiece...
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peace is something weird hey
its something I cant ignore
something my subconscious truly adores
the sounds of birds tweeting
trees rustling
is sweet to a point of a mental sugar rush
nature is the heart of everything
that beholds true beauty
from the firm brown tree trunks
ever growing green leafs
to the noble animal kingdom
its goes without showing
that all this is not random
but a true masterpiece
crafted by a true master craftsman
the meaning of life is simplified
when surrounded by living beings that don't destroy
but create life
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Casey Ramoshaba Poem
jesus of Nazareth
I need you to resurrect
and lift this hex
set out by the best of the worst,
amongst the rest
I need to rest
and take a deep breath
while I incline this steep slope of life
at the summit
ill summon you
and submit my resume
I feel semi-godly
I hardly feel human
love don't make sense no more
after these four years without you
I doubt you
believe in my existence
at this constant speed I'm travelling at
I need to reflect back to my..
good deeds
and water the seed
that's been planted near the bank of my...
soul
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Casey Ramoshaba Poem
plain and simple character reflected by scientific effects
fails to pick up from others perspective
on the track of cliché patterns
thoughts of negative formation cease the mind
the ease the mind
love to and fro a piece of wood is a path narrow to pioneers
groups, of imagination drained brains enclosed within 4 walls
the need to escape is greater
sooner of later the work of art will receive its last stroke
whether sapiens joke or not, the plot will succeed
indeed clouds of doubt occasionally corrupt the mind
worried?
not for faith is at aid
the journey an arcade
talent is nothing but a token
for the one who is chosen
dealing with those who's hearts are frozen
a spark in reality will surely get e'm broken
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