(2015)
When life knocks you down look beyond the boundaries and find an alternative. There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. Failure is the only thing that shows you your progress.
I am the summer’s sun A busting ray of scorching gold Too proud I am, it’s a silly rage At times I glare, and scold the e… Then summon clouds to make the rai…
Never shall I Forget this year. Never shall I Forfeit this memory. In my mind it hiss
Found pebbles scattered Then I looked closer I picked a shiny stone And it was you. I went to the portrayer
! Silent screams, dry tears Insomniac nightmares, sweet pain! Feigning shadows of your presence… ever fills the void space that you… mom raises me the way she see it f…
Hid by the shadow of feign Defended by three words You removed my partition and saw my secret portion I never loved thee.
When I’m dead Let my passing be a secret and be known to only those were cl… Honour my personality for being a… Invite all my friends, write them…
What if books were music Which writers would be on your pla… And which book will you read every… Which writer would be your favouri… That got you hash-tagging and post…
Down in the dawn of the night Where my heart lies and my patience fades And letting-go upgrades My faith absorbed by the dark
Let my heart be, a dancehall for… and yours be, the music. Let my mind be, an art gallery and yours, capture moments of our… Let us be, to the public
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS Before the eyes of the watchers our love was a shining star. We portrayed Romeo and Juliet like Aladdin and a genie.
Like monsters, waking up at night I see death parade itself every ni… with carpet leading all the way to… GRAVEYARD I have seen how my mother watches…
and when summer rains do come embrace them, dance and chant in t… Take raindrops like vaccinations and when the sun do shine be raisins, and fester in the sun*
In the night we stand, and let our minds extend. Our hearts correspond, and our souls will bond. Pretty corners.
Pain wakes me up at night, it gets lonely and need some compa… And as I try to dive and drown in… it seem to have adapted and learne… Jo’burg! With its cement trees,*