Okello Baloyi

Okello Baloyi Poems

Rooting for success while the rain keeps damaging what's left of the roof that I call my sanctuary, sometimes a heart can be cruel because life has only taught one to survive and not to be loved, the only happy memories I have in my mind are of me as a minor, smiling for sweets.

The only time hands were clapped in my home, our eyes were glued to a tv screen during wrestling episode, I haven't done much to regret but my life feels like a tunnel of regrets, you'd be surprised how could one drawn in debts while having better financial education, everything will be okay has replaced our daily prayer.
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Naked truth can be unbearable, it should be traded with intimacy
I failed to stop taking off my cloths to strangers until there's evidence
Who could've thought, a child in my name?
What will become of me? Or the later
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Women don't know the evil they might do
My child was denied the right to life before birth
With respect to our ladies
I won't tell you whether to give birth or not
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Unfolding expansion
I learned the currency language
And my flows ain't nothing but wind
Arrogant was once on my path
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Wind making sounds, moving anything that could be shaken
Skirmish always grow to be a real big deal
And there I was chasing the speed of water
Without nothing to live for
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The Best Poem Of Okello Baloyi

The Broken Seed

Rooting for success while the rain keeps damaging what's left of the roof that I call my sanctuary, sometimes a heart can be cruel because life has only taught one to survive and not to be loved, the only happy memories I have in my mind are of me as a minor, smiling for sweets.

The only time hands were clapped in my home, our eyes were glued to a tv screen during wrestling episode, I haven't done much to regret but my life feels like a tunnel of regrets, you'd be surprised how could one drawn in debts while having better financial education, everything will be okay has replaced our daily prayer.

I won't die begging as my thoughts are similar to the ones of criminals, just that I lack action, it feels like I've reached my destination, but the driver is not satisfied with my location and the only thing left is to round around corners hoping a familiar face will cross my eyes

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