lavia belle mafukaduvha
Biography of lavia belle mafukaduvha
I am a young writer with passion of wanting to be like Maya Angelou and Shakespeare, name them all. i started poetry when i was 12 years old when my family decided to side line me. Poetry was the only therapist i could afford, i expressed all my feelings to it and I've also discovered that i can also write when i am happy and it made me feel more happier, i have also considered to be a motivational speaker, therefore i am a student at Richfield Colledge studying to become one.
lavia belle mafukaduvha Poems
Maybe I Can't Share
I always get into relationships that don't fond me The one that hate me why do i always wear a wet jacket on winter is this how death feels like?
What We Used To Be
what has joined us will separate us i've been wondering what is that? only to find out that it took few sweet nothings and i was taken away
Sad Letter To Donald Trump
Dear trump i am an African, a true African if i was given a chance to die and rise again to choose different race i would still choose to be black
My Family Saga
all my life long have I looked at peace they fight amongst themselves they growl, they crawl they don't know who they are
Is it death at first sight or should i pass by again. what are we here for? because we live to die
At The End I Am Me
Many have twisted their story to fit their benefit to please others with my shortfall and deppresion have you ever thought how i would feel have you thought of karma
Ain't We All Black?
friends friends friends which one is true? we tend to kill each other every chance we get we exchanging words like exchanging bullets
Being A Man
Abruptly I pass your abode and greet you Now I look like adder to you Reason, you just kept quiet and stare My heart was ajar
I Cry For My Life
Was i even entitled to this life oh my late grandparents what have i catalysed Now i have to watch my life being sliced
It's Life Isn't?
my life has its up's and downs It's screwed, it doesn't know its worth It doesn't know where it comes from It doesn't have an identity
How could love look so rosy When it's so resentful What is love?
Does Death Do Us Apart?
Do you do us apart NOr unite us? Everyday you pulling a string You breaking family chains.
Its Heart Matters.
I loved you but not like him Everyday I lived my life hoping we could Fix things, but what is broken? you chose to look the other way
Thee Love Me
God is most cetainly a human He created this masterpiece aspecially for me Thee love me and care for me If this isn't love
It Is Not Worth It...
Why do you keep on hurting yourself?
They are not worth it.
They don't love you.
Silence in court!
Just because they are family huh?
You think blood is thicker than water.
Water is the best tool to that manufactured blood