Phinda Mkhonta Poems
|1.||A-Z- Unborn Heroes Of Africa||9/14/2007|
|5.||As It Is||9/14/2007|
|6.||Poetry In Me||9/14/2007|
|7.||Death Angel In My Eyes||9/14/2007|
|8.||Let Us Reason||9/14/2007|
|9.||Everyone Is Confused||9/14/2007|
|20.||Dreadful Spiced Awful||9/22/2007|
|21.||Since You Left||1/27/2008|
|30.||I Am In Love||9/14/2007|
I Am In Love
Literally, louder and lively,
I would like to pour into your ears,
I am in love and fully confident with you
I need you more than the air I breathe.
It has been a decade since I pruned you,
Oh! You are a flower my African humane,
You are not likened for you are pure,
Your love I cannot resist nor doubt,
For your love is a non-wet blanket to wear.
Your shinny dazzling hair puts me down,
My metabolism move reverse gear for your face,
For your beauty is like a rising sun from dawn,
When I cast eyes on you, I feel passion,
For this ...
Nobody knows what he felt,
Within his dark-kept soul,
As still as a rail of a train,
Which strain his soul?
His night were floated flooded
With misery but deep in the rivers
Of morality of compassion,
Nobody knows what he felt.