Tuesday 26 January 2016

The Other End of Time

I am swimming in a cloud cubed with emotions,
Scurried scars recall my heartaches,
Once cared for galaxies picked in a million eyes,
But erected a home in yours,
I wounded death,
Lived with no regrets,
For your once pure heart held the light of eternity;

It made me realize the earth spun in orbits,
And we were the only constant treasures living in equilibrium,
That although sin lived through women,
I could still avert nature, and stare the world in innocent eyes,
Breathe hope, and sincerity,
For our forever rose with the showers of infinity;

 I remembered when you nursed humanity under your spotless skin,
Giggled our flaws into extinction,
Resemble Ubuntu, and brought peace into existence,

Our spirits linked,
Hearts consumed,
Sons bred fire,
But fatal wounds gave birth to reservoirs,
Eyelids signified hatred in every blink,
Our hearts ceased to speaking colloquial tongues,
But now bare tantrums, and panic attacks on every toss,

We have acknowledged adversity,
Mastered the principles of gravity,
Now utensils have become our forces of attraction,
Magnetic globes panel from morning to sunsets,


Our magnitude is mistaken by servants of love who hold nothing but critical thoughts that forever might resurface.

By: Ts Mashile

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