What we feelWhen we pronounce as; ‘we can’t’.The wind that injects metamorphosis to the fewThat sense disloyalty from their scapegoats upfront. Tightens pain that we are supposed to befriend,Stoically vomits lukewarmness,Poking the truth to come on stage at the very end.Punching us in the face as a migraine prowess To awaken our dead sensesThat only…
Feel Your Soul!
No one has been inside your mind so manage it well. Gerald Tapiwa Moyo in Realised
Hope To Be Loved. by The Given Heart.
Arrival was not even in your mind,Even though you did.Your first melody made things to bind,Above all your mother found it splendid.Relieved from the pain;She became a smiling fountain.Satisfied by the power she had lostWhen she was about to give up on you.Terrified she was by the sudden loveShe sensed overflowing for you.Make everyday worth…
