Eltit

My loud words of silence
Pierce through my deaf ears
Contemplating a disruption of my zero mentality
As I ran on a meaningless journey
Trying to find my lost creativity
So I can scribble another undefined message
Are you with me or have I lost you through this blurred intellect?

Poetry Princess

Her

I wrote this near the end of my matric year in '07, and it was just an expression of a moment in "her" life at that time...

She covers her realities with masquerades
Only to be flourished by them in raids
Persistent on unreal imperfections
Haunted by counter reflections
In wonder of lifes lessons
While trying to face the other person
Getting tired of walking without a vision
Because everything turns into a failed mission
Feels just like the typical woman
Characterised by weakness and over powered by man
They say her weakness lies in her desire
Her mind confused, messed, about to retire
It all seems like both are putting too much effort
And it makes her wonder is it's worth fighting for and taking forth
Emotions expressed as a rhetorical
As they began to recall
Past events which fueled the relationship
Making lovers from a friendship
Time awaits as the relationship is tested
Though often it feels as though it is wasted
Victims of the great mystery
They wait, live and try to create history


Poetry Princess

...Ab

This piece right here was a result of pure boredom hehe, but  I kind of like it hey.

I was taken aback
When I realised it had been abandoned
All because I felt abashed
But I was quick to abate
Forget about it and leave it in the abattoir
My loss began when I began to abdicate
Then I felt pain in the abdomen
It was like my feelings had been abducted
And my values becoming more aberrant
But he was there to abet
And I was sure to abide
His love had the ability
To take me back to abinitio
The beginning where everything was set ablaze
Because of its intensity that was able
To turn everything normal into abnormal
I made a decision to go abroad
And at that moment the past got abolished
I didn't know what everything was about
But believed in the one above
And now in his absence
I look at what we have and take a moment to just absorb...

Poetry Princess

What kind of love is this?

Sometimes things are better understood in a relationship, if one gives themselves an opportunity to hear an outside perspective. These were words I wished my friends had said in her relationship...2007

What kind of love is this?
Filled with heartache and tears
Arising from confusion and misunderstanding
What kind of love is this?
That misleads me into so called happiness
Only to disappoint and hurt me
What kind of love is this?
Bringing me so much pain and misery
And yet I still go back for more
What kind of love is this?
That arises only in times of intoxications
But when sedated with reallity... it's non-existent
What kind of love is this?
Taking me on an emotional rollercoaster
What kind of love is this?
That seems to always complicate the simple things
Merging a heart with no emotions
When does this love end?
Because I am tired of its unpredictability
I'm tired of being weak to its calling
How do I get over this love?
When I'm constantly living my life around it
Where is the new love?
That can free me
Because I'm really tired of not understanding
What kind of love this is!

Poetry Princess

Some thoughts don't need a title...

I had this friend in highschool(well we still friends now) and he had this thing of writing down his thoughts on scraps of paper. He never ever really wrote one full thing, those days that is, so I took up this challenge( its sounds better if I say challenge not that it really was because he had done most of the writing) anyway took up a challenge of gathering his notes and making one full piece based on the theme around his notes. I look at these writings at times and wonder where my creativity went because I'm thinking if I had carried on at that rate I would be the shakespeare of today right? ok maybe not lol let me just stop right there haha. I hope he doesn't kill me for this...

I am lost in a world of entrapment
Which called to me through you
I know you through a lot of pain
Yet thoughts of you cloud my mind with happiness
I feel trapped in this world of love and affection
Your beautyy not allowing me to escape
Your smile with the ability to make a grown boy
Admit he has emotions
My heart now beats with the rhythmn of the definition of my pulse
Which you set as you drew closer to me
With you I have realised that beauty has a name
And perfect has a face
And I feel so ignorant because it is only now that realise that perfection is spelt "y.o.u"
My words have become a journal of adoration
And walking around has become a burden
As I walk around bearing your name in my heart
Would love to promise you forever
But I know love has expectations
So I'd rather perfect today
And let you discover our eternity
I do this in hope of becoming a part of you
So when you hurt
I bleed
When you happy
I'm the one who smiles
I am not complete
I am afraid of sleep
Because it seems like
My love is only real because it's an interpretation of a dream

Libero feat. Poetry Princess

How did it?

How did it change?
From dreams and fantacies
To real and affectionate
How did it speak?
Words of conflict
And call them a peace of its mind
How did it love?
When it bore a broken heart
That showed no signs of ever beating again
How did it look?
After all the messed up confrontations
Of non-existent realities
How did it preach?
When the congregation was lost in the understanding
Of what only the holy spirit can explain
How did it travel?
Through a nation of unresolved hatred
And still remain focused on what lies ahead
How did it sing?
Melodies without rhythmn
And words without meaning
How did it write?
A thought misintepreted as a poem
And still say talent lacks in its character
How did it?


Poetry Princess

Letter to the dead!

We all at some point in our lives lose someone dear to us or know of someone who has lost that special someone. Often you hear people say, "life is not fair" and  always wonder to myself if these people have been promised a fair life? Anyway I'm not here to preach today, I just want to share a piece that I wrote when I was missing her, also a piece from back in high school, like I said I'm starting with all my archives so be patient.

Feels like tomorrow
When I'm going to shed again
Tears of the forgotten today
Unable to forget the pain
No better way to put how missed she is
Feels like  life ripped untimely
Conversations sometimes exclude me
As I am unable to comment on what I do not have
Trying so hard to fill the void in my heart
But still not content
For no one compares
I lost a part of my future
I am left with untold promises
But then I have to accept
That life is not always as one would expect it to be
Not everyone is guaranteed a front seat in my life
And maybe the most valuable treasure of mine
Was not even mine to keep after all
Can't change the fact that
I love her,  loved her and will always love her...

Refiloe