His World · Poetry

Be Still

Stillness:the absence of movement or sound.A calm, quiet, motionless state. In a fast-paced world where lies travel faster than truths and harsh words faster than words that soothe,We all ought to learn the art of being still,The skill of having ears that filter the words we are fed and the habit of keeping our mouths… Continue reading Be Still

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

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

Humans with no humanity…

Smile...Tell that to the young Somalian with no food to eat, no water to drink , only bones left as the world looks at them as worthless toothpicks, to the soldier who risks his life for less than a penny, fights for peace, yes, that is ironic. Smile...Tell that to the hooker at your street… Continue reading Humans with no humanity…

Poetry

Watered down

We try to hide our feelingsSo we put make up on our hearts And from its abundance we speak in euphemism,A watered down form of love with no depth,Unable to pierce through the thick layers of foundation, concealers and blush, So our words become weak,Just paint brushes stroking the surface;Full of fear,Our feet get cold,We… Continue reading Watered down