The Art Of Words Pt 7: Back & Forth

I had a dream

bound by chains

found a heart

turned to stone

the heart

brittle and dry

like roses

crushed between

my fingers

a reminiscent scent

left behind

the chains

that set me free

in reality

were no longer there

chaos

in my head

I found a heart

clenched

held it tight

spooky shadows

in the darkest 

nights

slipped through my fingers

no more

in my head

in my mind

in my dreams

in a dream

nothing was there

in my dream

in a fantasy

I found a heart

It was gone

In my mind

awake

in a dream

in my fantasy

in a reality

chaos

gone

Another that I had written awhile back...

This poem reads from top to bottom and bottom to top.

The Art of Words Pt 6: Two

I wrote this sometime around the year 2002.  It is one of the first poems I ever wrote.  I had just started my life here in Durban and one night I decided to go check out the whole clubbing scene. That night was the first time I ever did Ecstasy -"The Love Drug."

Coming home early hours of the morning the drug was wearing off and I started feeling this burning melancholy in the pits of my stomach.  Since it was my first time I didn't handle the feeling very well.

So sitting there feeling like I was about to combust inside I decided to put pen to paper and express myself.  This poem was born.

Now I no longer do Ecstasy or any similar substances since I don't believe it is going to help me create the future I want but I do still write poetry.

The Art of Words Pt5: CRYING

I find it kinda strAnGe
I find it kinda cOmplIcAted

I gave the wOrld my heart
Threw it into an open sea

But the sound of crashing waves
never let it be

I find it kinda complicated
I find it kinda blue

I gave my heart to the w0rld
Threw it hIgh into the sky
Despite the rain

But the crashing lightning came
Striking....Destruction...Disaster
PAIN

I find it kinda Beautiful
I find it kinda true

I gave the world my HEART
...and I gave it to you...

...now tell me...
                      ...what will you do?
                                                    ...to be continued...





i FiND iT KiNDa unfInIshed...I fInd It UP to U...

The Art of Words: Pt3 CHESS

CHESS

Behold the future,

                                                                               What lies ahead?

Holding onto the past

Leaves that are already dead

The present being the                         anticipation

For
     life  
           has 
                A
                    gaMbit

The Art of Words Pt 2: a LITTLe eNiGma

A Little Enigma

A MIGHTY test

Let’s see how hIgH yoU can scOre

Please don’t waste my time

You know I’m lOOking for something morE

I love to watch them

Burn and coil

Although my aim was never to cause turmoIl

Look twice and you shall see

What wasn’t originally there

STANDINg before me

MaYa is her name

And all your efforts shall die in vain

And if something survives, something remains

I know you will be SCREAMING shouting

Screaming at me, saying I brought you shame

Wrote this at a time when i felt that the guys I met were not projecting true affection but all they wanted was one thing...however somewhere inside they felt guilty and this caused them to believe their lie...my dark ages

The Art of Words : Pt 1 BLACK SEA

This is a poem I wrote years ago. I've changed a lot since then...

Black Sea

I'll put my heart

In a pretty black box

Seal it with a bitter kiss

And a silky black ribbon

Never to be opened again

Never to be broken to shame

Consumed by the dark

Let it blossom black roses 
And rest in its holy grave

For those who walk over it

Shall shiver and be bruised

Then only will they leave it alone...

In the dark

My beautiful, little black heart

Looking back at this, I realised how terrified I was of LOVE, getting hurt, emotions and mostly the extent of having expansive emotions...for me at the time, it was to be as defencive, put up walls and destroy any form of feelings by constantly reaffirming the notion that I didn't need LOVE.