Author: Siwaphiwe Matha
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The Melody
Maybe it’s the music I listen to daily That intoxicates me to the point of blurring out from reality I am worried about my safety Because of my poor mentality and scarred sanity. From dusk till dawn I drown in music and still want more. I get blown away by my voice But pulled deeply…
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Dark Realms Of The Soul
In a sky full of stars, I would stare at the darkness. It’s a rough reflection of my heart. I would rather stare at the clearness of the night, It reflects how lonely my life truly is. No contacts on my phone. No one to hold when the night is turning cold. No one to…
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Set Me Free
A plea A whine loud enough to break windows and attack clots of loss Deception embedded in my imperfections Neglection throned at my door A knock silenced by thorns Set free the spirit that shall guide greatness The ghost that is worshipped by stone cold reapers, who unfortunately fall at the Devil’s feet Set free…
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The Art Of Redemption
Some days it feels like yesterday was a decade ago Somehow, time seems to be moving slowly, and reality is out of grip It seems the seeds I had once planted Are now rotten with pain heightened Weeds are monthly restored But they only take a drag from my soul and leave me sweating, screaming…
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I Am Just A Girl
I am just a girl Sorry, you can’t restrict my freedom And expect me to move like it’s normal. You can’t judge me by my clothes Locking them in my wardrobe. I am just a girl, Comments about my body and weight Taunt my heart, hitting every nerve. I am just a girl I envy…
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If He
If he can walk with his head up high, doubt hidden deep in his eyes, face scarred by past experiences and incidents had shaded his aura with hate. If he has a blue smile but his eyes don’t let him down, if his mouth can play a game of cards but his tongue takes the…
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Let Go
Every day that passes by feels like an echo, silent but heart-wrenching, needy of silence but afraid of neglect, regret too, is a fear but who would confess? The stars lie awake while the clouds gloom in the darkness, I still search for truth in your eyes, but they are as clear as the night…
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High
the rivers are dry, so, your tears aren’t just going to waste, let me conquer these days of darkness and sink into this dark ink so, no one may feel left out. I should compromise and leave the residues behind but once again, I fall deeper and these days, catch me on a flight so,…
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Chasing Your Silhouette In Time
I wanted to be heard. I wanted to be seen. You said you were scared To let me go. So I stayed, I whispered, But I wished I could shout. My voice was loud But only heard by whispers and shadows in the dark Adults were blinded by their own light. “I want to be…
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Losing You
Losing you was one thing But seeking for peace After the fall cut deep. I was torn Lost But your ghost Was a shadow at dawn. I chase after the beast Licking the scars But from afar One would say I was the salt To the wound with crimson blood. The eyes they tasted The…