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I am the cut-off ends of yellow lemon,end cuts off green lime skin and juicesqueezed, mixed with Pure Vitamin crystalsheavy-duty vitamin C, leads me to Christ.I hang my survival on orange and lime trees.I cut you with Chicago cutlery knives.6 ounces of... Read More
Figure of a stature of perfectionAffluently gifted with curvaceous thighsAnd a beautifully protruding bumInvoluntarily gyrating in accoladeOf their enviable nature Chocolate and radiantAwarded with a token of melaninCould be deep and richly... Read More
by Takudzwa Denny Ziwenjere Peeping through the spaces between O’sZooming through the lens in zoetic rhymesBrowsing through files of alliteration atrocitiesFraudulently acquiring factual funds Emotional commentaireof a sad love storyTrying to... Read More
A soldier dies, but no one bothers.They think that he gets paid for dying;And some ideologues argue thatA man with a gun should eventually die,While paying tribute to a terroristIn their impressive theoriesOn Jihad. Nothing new, only newsFor media... Read More
He wandered alone in his thoughtsCaptivated by the new peace he embracedHe had waited for this momentThe moment when he finally came in terms with his dreams.He had received a lot from lifeBut he kept it all to himselfAnd now he wrestled with... Read More
trees grow wild from your eyeswinds blow angry from your throatI’ll never weary of surprise my backbone stiffens losing sizethough my thoughts giggle as I quotetrees grow wild from your eyes the joy is short lived I realizethat for now... Read More
I have always wanted to be lovedAt least to be shown true loveYou know, like in the moviesNot Titanic, Casablanca or Romeo and JulietSure they were all love storiesBut happy endings they did not haveNot the kind I have always wished forSomeone who... Read More
Everything seems stagnant.Low on money.Low on courage.Low on motivation.Low on fulfilment.I seem to lack the will and courage I need.I seem not to want to be in this crowdPlaying on this field of charadeWhere people kiss asses and lick butts to... Read More
That moment is now shredded ;shredded in the rise and fall …On its own wounded banks ,oozing , ebbing , brushing againstrough and blackened sand … Once it desired to wear a blooming flowerbut in the clutches of time remained bud …Some known... Read More