Author: Siwaphiwe Matha

  • Losing You

    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…

  • Sad

    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…