Author: Siwaphiwe Matha
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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…
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Sad
Sad, but for one I know, I shouldn’t be feeling this way. My tears, Like grains in the sand Send me to a whole new level, But it’s never a solution To my triumph problems. Emotions dead But with all strength gained I feigned innocence. My tears seem insignificant But in centuries It will take…
