fortunate thembekile xulu
Biography of fortunate thembekile xulu
live to write.i'm a pen and paper addict, dream of publishing a novel one day.raised by grandma and at age nine moved to durban with parents.went to hillgrove primary and hillgrove high.name thembekile means trustworthy, dad named me after mum had me when she was 5mnths preg. obsessed with reading novels and listening to music and gossiping.
fortunate thembekile xulu Poems
Come Back To My Arms
would you come back to my arms if i sang your praises everyday and worshipped the ground you walked on would that make you love me like you do her
The Other Voice
it whispers my worse fears taunts me in my dreams the other voice it hates it when i smile
Love Is War
love is war that never seems to end there is no hope in praying no faith in trust
how long will you keep destroying me trying to 'fix' me to perfection when will you stop scrutinizing me
it's not enough sorry won't bring you back or take away this pain you left behind how could you leave me
i wish i could put a gun im head so you could no longer hurt me so that everytime you breathe i don't hear those hateful words in your mouth
i stopped caring when you left the day you told her that you not loving her screaming hateful words and shutting the door in our faces did it please you to her tears?
he's been stolen away from me the one who was suppose to love and protect me the one who was suppose to kiss me goodnight now all that's left is the smell of loss
I Think Its Time To Let Go
i think its time to let go how could i still love you after everything you have done to me how can i still be with you knowing that you have cheated how can i still be with you knowing that you could have impregnated her how can i?
why her? what makes her so perfect? i was the one who came first the one who loved you the hardest
Sorry I Cheated
sorry i cheated i did it out of spite, hoping you would finally let go i meant for you to catch me in the act
so long to the love i gave without care thinking you'd love me back not play me bad
The Love Song
hush! don't cry and listen can you hear it? ...no? ... then listen closely now can you hear it? yes that's it
he's my secret lover, but he doesn't know it yet the one my heart calls out to i call him GOD'S sinfull creation for there's no other like him
he's my secret lover, but he doesn't know it yet
the one my heart calls out to
i call him GOD'S sinfull creation
for there's no other like him
my secret lover...
i watch him constantly
not daring to mic a moment with him
i listen closely when he talks, though he never talks to me
his voice so sweet and husky