KHULEKANI MWELI

KHULEKANI MWELI Poems

We were born blessed and innocent.
We were GOD’s temple……I confess.
We grew like nourishing trees.
We were once sweet like honey made by bees.
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As your smile ignites on your face
I feel electric shocks through my veins
Your physics of love just struck my brain
The funny part is that I don't even know your name.
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We lean on peace as we avoid conflicts.
Where there is smoke there is fire.
And Where there is fire there is flames.
We learned that the hard way,
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Alcohol Abuse Is Not An Addiction

Am so afraid of how you feel
Listening to what you've said
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they all come in numbers.
just waiting in the dark, they hate summer.
in this world we riding on, aint no lovers.
all i see is abandon and aborted figures, aint no mothers.
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Hey my baby.
I've tried to text you 'i love you' in bold letter, but my caps lock don't fuction.
This is not an excuse, since an excuse executed my lying speech.
Is not a complain, since a complain can't complete my complication.
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Dope is my mind....by Me.

My brain sinks in a drain full of jammed thoughts
My imagination went cold until my mind coughed not
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KHULEKANI MWELI Biography

MY NAME IS KHULEKANI GABRIEL MWELI, I WAS BORN IN SOUTH AFRICA, FREE STATE PROVINCE IN A SMALL TOWN CALLED VIRGINIA.I WAS FIRST INTO MUSIC, I STARTED ANALYZING EVERY LINE OF EVERY SONG THAT I USED TO LISTEN ESPECIALLY THE RHYTHM AND BLUES GENRE, I FIND OUT THERE IS SOME POETRY IN IT...IT WAS MY WISH TO BE A SINGER BUT UNFORTUNATELY I DON'T HAVE THAT GOLDEN VOICE, SO I DECIDED TO START A CAREER IN POETRY WHEN ONLY 16 YEARS OLD.I REMEMBER MY FIRST POEM TITLED 'FLY ABOVE LIKE A DOVE' BUT I FORGOT ALL THE LINES BECAUSE I GAVE IT TO MY FRIEND, IT WAS A MOTIVATIONAL POEM.)

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Holy Hooligans.

We were born blessed and innocent.
We were GOD’s temple……I confess.
We grew like nourishing trees.
We were once sweet like honey made by bees.

NOT now! We are living in hell.
Our souls are possessed by these present evil world.
Our hearts carry anger like lions.
AND we began biting each other like pythons.

I thought we were raised by guardians who fears GOD.
They treated us like pots of gold.
Only to find out that everything was so fake.
OUR sins are deeper than that of a killer whale.

We still hooligans, we don’t give a damn.
We break every positive commandment.
We live fast and die young.
That’s our motive, being pessimistic…..
We good and bad, we are holy hooligans.

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