Matlapa Maphologela Poems
|2.||Wake Up, Wake Up||8/25/2015|
|5.||Lost In Moments||9/18/2015|
|8.||Hard Labour Sweat||10/24/2015|
|9.||Let's Go Don't Let It Go||11/22/2015|
|15.||Emotions Controlled Me||5/9/2016|
|19.||I Was There||11/22/2015|
Comments about Matlapa Maphologela
I'm addicted to words, drink letters, eat phrases and paraphrases.
Few see my behavior relate me to a poet.Others say I'm a writer.
Yes am an addict, driven by motivation and inspiration.
Rehabilitation is so out of mindset.
Being high with knowledge fulfill my existence.
#Poet Matlapa Maphologela
Wake Up, Wake Up
I know her from school, she was driven by friends and pride.
They told her if she sell her body, she will never be broke again. Her beauty and booty fit the shelf, men went crazy to their wallets and banks all in the name of pleasure.
She became a different girl far from a lady, age visited, she is broken and well broke. Looking back no bank knows her name. Expensive clothes, gorgeous jewelry & high priced hills no longer fit her old skin.
She got lost at her young stage chasing money,