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[my-lit-ink]

She said, “Trust me”

So I did,

With no questions asked.

I just smiled at the fact that

I'd found her at last.

Blow me a kiss

And promise to miss me

When I leave

But I return in dreams,

And in sleep, we will meet.

I slumber with a smile,

With you in mind.

Will you be mine?

- by Lwazi Molepo

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Model: @riyahweh Photographer: Lwazi Molepo South Africa

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[my-lit-ink]

My sober moments...

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[my-lit-ink]

"I wanna write about you, but it feels like I already have. That every word, simile , and phrase that I can come up with to describe you, I can find in fragments of every thing I've ever written.

It's as if, without knowing it, I had been stealing a muse from the future to inspire the works of my youth. And now that I've met you, I stand in a dizzy stupor, truly speechless..."

- by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

Someone New

I've met someone new

With sunset in her eyes

And a look that promises bright mornings

A smile that shyly

Hides itself from the world

But is sometimes seen to stretch

To the horizon

I met a girl with a galaxy of stars

On her skin

A whisper of the suns kiss on her brow

Holding a suggested warmth in her arms

She smells of home

Of where I came from

And almost forgot.

She reminds me of a childhood memory

Of innocence and a wide eyed sentimentality lost

Her form

As though sculpted whole

From marble stone

Perfected tone

To be set atop a pedestal

And stand alone

As the lamplight shown

That shon to show a wondering soul

The point where they belong

And should harbour at shore

Providing shelter from the storm.

I stole a moment with her

Undeserving, but content to merely be in her presence

Sometimes you know that something's are just not meant to be

But can I be blamed for just pretending?

For lending the time

Of the celestial divine

And pretending that, just for a time,

This could be mine

... Too

"Bending the truth

To borrow a few moments with you"

I met someone broken

Trying to hold it together

Hiding her cracks from a world she thinks expects more

Hiding her cracks from me, although there is nothing in this world

That would make me adore her more

She hides what I seek to find

And the more I seek

The more it seems

I create this dream

That she's made for me

But I can candidly see the fallacy

That I stand alone in this twisted malady

Wistfully wishing for a fantasy

That only I can see.

"Oh, to be unseen and intangible to thee"

I gamble with broken hearts

And plant shards where it's hard to seed

"What's wrong with me?"

To have sailed this shore before

And seen that it ports at sorrows door

And yet I find myself at the stern

With nothing learned

Pushing to go forth

I met her with such sadness trapped behind her hardened mask

I could see her truth through the veil before I asked

But I could fix her

I could make it all alright

Abandoned reason

Thrown to caution; sacrifice

This could be different

Perhaps she would stay this time

But can we risk it

Can a dream survive the night?

- by Lwazi Molepo

(10 minute poem)

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[my-lit-ink]

Message in a Bottle

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[my-lit-ink]

A Little Less...

Do we know

That when time sows its seeds

And the feelings that hearts bleed

Grow more towards our needs,

Our misdeeds cease to appease

Or please our needs and feeds

Our greed and pleas for all of these?

      "Miss me, please..."

We whisper under our breaths

Which confesses our distress...

What a mess

- by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

Burnett Rain

Droplets tapping on my windowsill

Begging me to wake up still

Threatening to peel

Back eyelids sealed

With foggy dreams

(Scene change)

A scenic scene but still

Re-runs persist

Like the sound you hear

From scratches seen

On compact discs.

I peer through the mist

And see promise

Forget-Me-Not’s,

And butterfly kisses.

The sweet kisses I missed 

While the sunshine hid

Behind dark clouds

Without silver linings

Defining the confines

Of my melancholy mind

Can I trust

That the sun will stay this time,

Or are the shining brights

The calm before the storm,

That might disrupt the divine

With harsh lightning.

We live off of handfuls

In a bashful place

Where the rain never ends.

On these lavender streets,

Just strolling down Burnett

- by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

Kübler-Ross

Anger no longer brings relief

From my denial,

Depression,

My rejection,

Bargaining through my disbelief

Struggling with acceptance

Stuttering through this grief

Teetering on the edge

Praying for hope's reprieve.

- by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

He Wept...

I had a bad dream

Waking up, I was crying

I am crying still

I had a bad dream

The ones I loved were dying

The nightmare was real

I had a bad dream

And it persists in the day

Unable to wake

- by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

Tentatively Free

With heavy hopes set

And fears met

With hesitant trepidation;

And yet,

Freedom is best

When embracing exaltation.

When singing at night,

With noone in sight.

When dancing to music

Only heard in dreams lucid.

I'm free to conceive

That all I believe

Can be true in the moments,

When my heart feels most honest.

Alone in my happy place,

Tracing my thoughts

To a smile on a friendly face.

Embedded, in a sort,

In a feeling I would not erase.

So when it's asked of me

"What sets me free?"

The answer can only be

Ineffable sentimentality

So you see?

What sets me free

Is best kept sweet

By being kept in these

Silent internal soliloquies

- by Lwazi Molepo (10 minute poem)

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[my-lit-ink]

Untouched

I live with ghosts...

Spectral forms that whisper in the shadows

Telling me of what was

As they saw it

Telling me of love

As though they felt it

They feign a caress

But fingertips pass through longing flesh

Leaving a chill

Where the thrill of warmth should be

Should we

Call it haunting

Unable  to let go

Of fear for what lies in the hereafter

Clinging to memories of distant laughter

Denying the truth rather

That the things that were

No longer are

So the spirits linger long after

Like the beliefs of lost martyrs

(Like the tears of lost lovers)

Hollow mouths

We gape

Empty vessels of such

Awaiting the lost touch

Of a lover that was

I could only hope as much

But find I stray further thus

And all that comforts us

Is the spectral form that burdens thus

Fathomless love

Turned bottomless pit

As forgotten promises

Are found to be substanceless

And I'd miss the kiss

If I could remember the last time

The lips in memory felt as real as this

Moment in which I pass through the past

And all I feel is what I missed

Regrets are carved on tombstones yet

They mark milestones set

That were never met

And sentiments they said

That I can't forget

That call on me when

The night falls darker on me yet

I lie alone in bed

And watch the shadows the moon casts

And wonder where my peace rests

When I'm haunted by the echoes in my chest

In place where my heavy heart used to nest

-by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

Feel Good

Tell me lies 

Placate me

whisper to me sweet somethings 

That mean nothing in particular ends 

Tell me it's alright 

And I'll keep fighting on 

And on 

And on 

For as long as you press repeat 

On this catchy song 

Lead me astray from reason 

With your sweet seduction 

That promises little but words 

Words that I need to quench the thirsty fires in my wounds

That lap up your niceties like water for parched lips. 

And thus it is as it is 

Like the moments I can't resist 

As I sit terminally cancerous 

With no cure to wish for 

So I hang my hopes on this. 

Ignorance gives no bliss 

As I'm cursed to know 

That caresses cannot rid me of this 

Looking back at what has been 

And I lead into it 

I can't help but hope to fit

And hope to blend into the perfect picture 

Please 

I pray you paint me with your pointless pleasantries 

And polite pageantry 

That means no more than plastered band aids on bullet holes 

And yet the sentiment still leaves me filled 

Make me believe it

Even for a moment 

I will not run from it 

Running like I thought I would

Running only got me here 

Now I seek a new route

It'll be our secret 

Just between I and you

Do best the things you do

I need you

To make me feel good... 

- by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

Calypso

Metaphysical calypso

Holding her fist up

Swearing to never ever give up

On this rough shod

Y'all done give us

Fifths up

For the people who didn't give a

Sadness flows for those

And leaves wounds like

We shiver

Cold and alone

Left to atone

For sinners that weren't our own

Swimming in purgatory

Paying for what we don't owe

And what for?

When this existence has taken so much more

And left me hollow-core

And left me sorrow sore

And thus for evermore

The wounds remain forever

The remains of which

Ditch my efforts in a shallow ditch

With a silly wish

That something might come of this

So I sit

On river banks and fish

Hoping to catch a shooting star

That'll grant me bliss

(And escape from this)

Though this sounds of foolishness

I ask all this

As the the last words of a soul

Searching for hope

And not finding shit worth fighting for...

...but this

These words

As a mark left behind

As a totem of remembrance

A last will

If you will,

So not forgotten

So that all that's fealty is not for nothing.

- by Lwazi Molepo (10 minute poem)

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[my-lit-ink]

Feel Good

Tell me lies

Placate me

whisper to me sweet somethings

That mean nothing in particular end

Tell me it's alright

And I'll keep fighting on

And on

And on

For as long as you press repeat

On this catchy song

Lead me astray from reason

With your sweet suductuion

That promises little but words

Words that I need to quench the thirty fires in my wounds

That lap up your niceties like water for parched lips.

And thus it is as it is

Like the morph I can't resist

As I sit terminally cancerous

With no cure to wish for

So I hang my hopes on this.

Ignorance gives no bliss

As I'm cursed to know

That caresses cannot rid me of sin

Looking back at what's been

And I lead into it

I can't help but hope to fit

And hope to blend into the perfect picture

Please

I pray you paint me with your pointless pleasantries

And polite pageantry

That means no more than plastered band aids on bullet holes

And yet the sentiment still leaves me filled

Make me believe it

Even for a moment

I will not run from it

Running like I thought I would

Running only got me here

Now I seek a new route

It'll be our secret

Just between I and you

Babe...

I need you

To make me feel good...

- by Lwazi Molepo

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[my-lit-ink]

Unreasonable Doubt

Simple words seldom satisfy

And we sever ties

While telling lies

Telling tales

While telling time

As hands becon seconds fly

Savoring solemn seconds

And stolen moments

Like shifty thieves at night

Rehearsing rites by candle light

Downing drinks with demons

Demons I drink to drown just

Before we shadow fight

I'm a shallow tike

Without half the brights

To see what's before my eyes

And under my nose

Because who knows

What I behold

With the hue of rose-

Tinted spectacles

I'm looking through

When I look at you

And I dare not move

Or remove you from my view

To see what truth

Lies between us two

As though I grew

From the boy I knew

To the man who

A younger me wouldn't

Understand

And whose

Reasoning can't be reasoned through

Because I'm the fool

Who back peddles on short planks

And sank in the bottles he drank

Forgetting my rank

The tool hitting the nail on the head

Reading off the names of those

He ought to have thanked

But instead choked

On those few words

As a matter of fact

Scratch that

Digest and regurgitate that

As vulgarity that you can't take back

So you take turns

Biting your tongues

And so we have earned

The bridges we've burned

We show no sympathy

For curses versed intentionally

Or empathy

For foes and those who meant us injury

A pox on you

And a pox on your pity

Your pitiful please

Fall on deaf ears of an enemy

Left kept eager for animosity

So the lullabies we sing softly

Are the ones we give to coffins

And their inhabitants

That we bid away harshly

- by Lwazi Molepo

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