His World

Before they die

Give them flowers when they can still smell them, not when their bodies are buried in caskets, six feet deep then later on claim that your love for them was deep... Tell them you love them while they can still hear it, not when they're unresponsive and covered with sheets on hospital beds, or covered… Continue reading Before they die

Poetry

To my next love

I am not sure what my next love will look like. So I send this letter out into the universe as a prayer to her Creator and I seal it with a kiss... I wonder what she is like.Perhaps nothing like me but a mate to my healing soulI've been through a lot of things… Continue reading To my next love

His World · Poetry

The Forgotten

I was born blind,Unable to see my mother's smileIf ever I did make her smile,Or the proud look of my fatherIf ever he was proud of me,It wasn't too long until society turned a blind eye to me,Isolated,Forgotten... I was deaf,Never heard the birds chirping,Waterfalls cascading down rocky riverbeds,Or even an "I love you" from… Continue reading The Forgotten

Poetry

I Am Black…

I am blackWith skin so brownA reflection of the fertile grounds That piece together my anatomyWhat you find in meIs nothing less than indefinite perfection... I am beautiful,With a heart so pureA reincarnation of divinity,God within I, An antidote in poison,A rose with its thorns,Pieced together in perfect imperfection... I am worthy,I deserve happiness and… Continue reading I Am Black…

Poetry

Chaos

We found ourselves in the chaos...Right where real love lives,In the two-AM thoughts,The sleepless nights,The longings for proximity,Something we pray forWhile living in the now, The presentThe precious gift we passionately hold on to while waiting for a future where our eyes will meet beyond phone screens,Where we move past wordsAnd our promises of love… Continue reading Chaos

Poetry

Seasons~ with Lizza Tshowa

Deep breath in,Then I slowly release,An intimate exchange of energy between nature and I,As I add a droplet to an ocean, A snowflake to an avalanche,I take in the essence of life.I realise that I am just a grain of sand in God's hourglass,Subjected to the motion of His hand as He masterfully changes seasons...… Continue reading Seasons~ with Lizza Tshowa

Poetry

When people hear “love”…

When people hear the word love, They think of picnic dates and watching the sunset together...They see butterflies in their stomachs, Morning texts and corny lines, "I love you, sleep tight don't let the bed bug bites",They see fairy tale endings, Trending topics, hashtag couple goals,They see happy days on the beach,birds chirping, waves smooching… Continue reading When people hear “love”…

Poetry

Mansion

Existing,Breathing,Expressing the basic functions of a living being,And yet, barely living,A soul robbed of love in its entirety... A five bedroom mansion,Dad in one corner and mom in the other,A well built house, and yet, a broken home,Torn apart, forced to choose, Between two parts of the same heart, And neither could ever be enough...… Continue reading Mansion

Poetry

Grown up kid (true story)

I was so used to her dancing to the songs I loudly played in our car rides, that's when a tide of emotions would wash away her sadness, but this time she was unable to hide the torment in her mind... So I lowered the volume and looked at her; "put your seatbelt on", I… Continue reading Grown up kid (true story)

Poetry

Hope

Like needles of light piercing through a forest,The shadow of a falling leaf and the break between the lub and dub of a heartbeat,I go unnoticed,But I'm there... In between breaths and the blinking of eyes,Moments of introspection to tell truths from lies,I hang on to the dying breaths or rather the evidence of life,… Continue reading Hope