A heart that is weak and a mind that doesn't function well won't meditate in love, a person who's not fulfilled with another will always have a reason to hurt another, why introduce or accept the offer of love if you won't deliver one?
As I roam around, in search for the love I'd share with no one, but loyalty is bought in this land, in exchange for lies, love got me living under sympathy, reckless I've been and I got myself stumbling on lust than love while am being played a fool in exchange.
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Finally thinking about something
A friend which nothing will come in between
Whatever happens will get better with time
And have history than a textbook
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An imagination limited within one's subconscious, with no harm but fear of change to oneself, wouldn't you be afraid of malignancy or unthinkable disaster that can ruin almost everything?
Imagine losing yourself into the system or losing everything that belongs to you over tossing a coin, how would you feel? Imagine having to live longer only in your nightmares.
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Let's say it was about love
Wouldn't it be nice to hear my charming words
How about knowing my real love for you
And the craziest thoughts I have of you
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I've not been good all along
And now I'm more afraid of the person am becoming
I've even lost my fears for everything
Like is that possible
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I haven't seen you in a minute
I truly miss you
It's like you're hiding from fun but you're not
This distance gets the best of me
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Death awaits to take me away and I won't be concern about life anymore, pain nor hunger at least! as it plays Chase with our life's. Our success as black forks is limited by credit debts and our minds end up being suicidal.!
So bad, products which are legalised by our government contribute to high crime rate and lives are cut short in exchange. Manufactured disease's been whipping black nation since it was intended to, as well as organised natural disasters claiming life's.
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I just wanna put the biggest ring I could find
On one of your fingers
In exchange of my last name
And my words be the only form of comfort you get nor know
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I'd have said you were a tale, but we shared a moment together, as I would like to take you away far from home but I being poor, I'll take you to my dreams, you're the best lover ever.
I may not be that perfect but I wanna do right by you, whenever I'm with you it feels more like a holiday, my heart rejoices in many ways, as it accelerates than sun heat or storm, only if we could age like wines.
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There I was, standing beside the street fearing for my life, without nothing to live for nor to exchange for my life.
Right before gun point, I saw myself fading away and once I was pointed, I imagined myself behind the gun, holding it against an innocent man.
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You're the joy in me
The light that's scare away darkness
I'm afraid it's your day and I don't have much to show
I wonder if my love toward you will be enough
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I dwell in love, like a Christian who trust whatever the pastor has to say, without love my life is viceless, an empty tin rolls wherever the wind blows, it's a game of returning what you're being given.
Only if hearts could be curved by shovels for unconditional love or comes as subtle hints through foreshadow, as one could plan their own love story, I know at times I'm guilty of crux.
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I'd like to believe that love itsn't fake
But bad things were done in the name of love
Imagine a mother being abused resulting in love
And my same very own mother raised me with love
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Love is an essential drug but unconditional one is nourishment, I didn't have a say on the formation of this world nor the evolving of it, but my love for you can't be unnoticed by the birds and moving things.
If I was the maker of rules, everyone would bow down before you, seasons may come and go but what's sunshine without the warmth. As moon fade away then the sun takes the spotlight, may our love be similar to an unending light.
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I puffed my lungs away, exhaling my life to an early grave, trying to give my future something to live for, in a troubling society, got myself bringing life to this world, while the only inheritance I know is an unlawful pistol.
Hunger they say, flames throughout the country, chanting for one's rights while causing arson and not only killing our economy but dropping bodies in exchange.
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Life is similar to seasons, sometimes it's Summer, all you wanna do is to see the sunset, while sitting in a beach or balcony, holding your beer, ice cream or something colder, all your things go your way, no rumours of you shall spread the streets, everyone just wanna see you rise.
Sometimes it's Autumn, everyone just wanna capture best pics, everywhere it's blossom, fruits are all over, people are more generous, everyone wanna give and get something in return, there's more to life than dwelling in the past.
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Born with less in this cruel world
While everyone just loves to hate me
Likely my words are of motile
As I yearn for what the world offers
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You can't trust an angry person with pebble
But a hungry one could be creative
Stoning fruits tree in exchange for raining fruits
How could you play with stones while you live in a glass house
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Too much preference for life
Things move back and forth
I'm required to be someone better
What does justification serve
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I wonder if we could make it back
You know I'm a sucker for love
Pride got me thinking and acting dump
But it didn't stop you from loving me
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Born on September 9,1994, at the Clinix Lesedi Private Hospital in Soweto, Johannesburg, Okello Baloyi is a dedicated professional and a gifted self-taught creative. His journey from the vibrant streets of Gauteng and few years in Limpopo to the academic halls of South Africa's top institutions reflects a commitment to lifelong learning and personal growth. Educational Foundation Okello's academic path began at Hitekani Primary School and Boxahuku Primary School, followed by his secondary education at N'wanati High School. These early years laid the groundwork for a robust academic career characterized by a focus on legal and business disciplines. Higher Education & Professional Development Okello has built an impressive academic portfolio through some of South Africa's most prestigious universities: Tshwane University of Technology (TUT) : Earned a National Diploma in Legal Assistance and an Advanced Diploma in Business Administration. University of Johannesburg (JBS) : Completed a Postgraduate Diploma in Business Administration, further refining his expertise in corporate strategy and management. The Self-Taught Poet Beyond his formal qualifications in law and business, Okello possesses a deep-seated passion for the arts. As a self-taught poet, he has never attended formal classes or workshops. Instead, he has honed his craft through intuition and observation, using poetry as a medium to express complex emotions and perspectives. His ability to master the written word independently showcases a unique creative discipline that complements his analytical background.)
Love
A heart that is weak and a mind that doesn't function well won't meditate in love, a person who's not fulfilled with another will always have a reason to hurt another, why introduce or accept the offer of love if you won't deliver one?
As I roam around, in search for the love I'd share with no one, but loyalty is bought in this land, in exchange for lies, love got me living under sympathy, reckless I've been and I got myself stumbling on lust than love while am being played a fool in exchange.
I searched and searched, only to find out that whatever makes you happy won't last till sunrise, as my mother would say; everything comes and goes but keep a positive thought for later, any person changes whether you tender them with vain or the world.
Not everyday you wake up to a smile that is genuine, reality has scars.
The end is a myth, just like the black book.
Just like Popcorns in the same oil, pan and heat but they pop at different time.