MrVersatile Da YoungKing
04.04.18
Not too good at goodbyes,
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I Wish My Mom Was Alive
MrVersatile Da YoungKing
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Biography of Lesiba Matlala A young gifted and eminent artist goes by the name of Lesiba Phillip Matlala... Was born in 1994 in a place Ga-Masenya Location in Mapela, he then went to Mahwelereng, Phola Park where his passion for poetry grew. And went back to a place he was born in to complete his grade 12 a Sekoba Secondary School. His famous quotes were " As a word poet I believe poetry is the greatest and the best delight of my life. A remedy that set my mind free like a pigeon flying high up in the skies. And I believe poetry flows my veins as gift from my forefathers." He started writing poetry at the age of 14, Lesiba Phillip Matlala With a natural artistic gift as a poet and writer and he was destined to be an artist. He is a talented and a noble artist who tells many stories through Poetry writing, Lesiba is known as being ‘ MrVersatile Da-YoungKing, The Voice Of Peace' His artistic spirit creates a stir as he has a way of expressing himself honestly. Poet MrVersatile Da-YoungKing is a South African vibrant and noble smith. He writes different types of poetry based on love, peace and hatred. His poetry tackles racism, family and giving young African women and men a global voice. MrVersatile Da-YoungKing is a South African word poet who uses poetry and the power of the internet to give African women and men a global voice. His words are never gone dry and are delivered without formula or measurement, In a written format, his poetry calms and solace the broken souls. He spent most of his time writing love poems and long and short motivational quotes.)
Yesterday
Yesterday
Stage name: MrVersatile Da YoungKing
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Yesterday
I felt so Isolated
It was angry
Winter breeze
And wintry
Bites me like mosquito in summer.
Before you left me,
Like a shooting star.
I felt I could be loved
Indefinitely in clandestine.
Until we walk
In aisle to matrimony.
Yesterday
You left me in darkness.
Then now I feel
Like I'm beneath ancestors shades.
Always solitude
And feeling bored.
Oh poor me,
How can I flee
Today's stormy breeze
Without thy warmth arms?
My heart still yearns
for your clandestine ingredients.
Forget about yesterday,
Come back to me today.
At night late,
Moon starring at me
Tearing for me
For crashing alone.
Like a dew
Of a long night.
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Lesiba M
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No, Now never need nothing, but something so solitaire, only life. Lesiba M