Biography of phumudzo mapila
I am 21years old, born in South Africa....I wouldnt label myself as a poet but gosh i enjoy writting.I love writting as a form of expression, really prefer written word over spoken word, there is something hectically real about pouring out your soul on a piece of paper.....I love writting letters to God, to myfriends and to myself.lol....signed sealed and delivered
phumudzo mapila's Works:
BEAUTIFUL WOMEN-VOLUME 1-2005
BEAUTIFUL WOMEN VOLUME2-2007
BEAUTY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER
A WOMAN'S JOURNEY OF DISCOVERY
phumudzo mapila Poems
It Could Have Been Worse...
My father has just lost his job My sister might have cancer All this in one day...talk about a bad day
Its In My Eyes
The love i have for life The peace within my soul The pain in my hear.
Where Did She Go?
Some time ago i believed the world was filled with love and i was in the centre of it all But today i feel all alone, like it was all an illussion where did everyone go?
My Dear Friend
I have met lots of people in my life made lots of friends over the years but never have i met a girl quite like you A girl with a heart so big it can accomodate all of humanity
Its Happenning Again...
Her dad was shot just the year before It hurts to wake up and not see him anylonger But atleast mommy was there to hold her hand, wipe her tears and say 'dont you worry baby, mommy is still here'
Why I Love You....
Well I sat this afternoon and asked myself why it is that I think I love you I was tempted to say I love you because of the way you make me feel. The butterflies...that fuzzy feeling in my stomach when you say 'amo-te'
I Want You To Be Mine...
I think its time I become honest with with myself... I think I have liked you all my life. From the first time I saw you be, I got that warm feeling inside... Like butter melting on hot toast.
I Have Learned To Love....
I always thought i knew what love is.... Act like i understood it all It was nun deeper than the definition in the dictionary
What Love Is This?
Once upon a time.... in a dark and gloomy era My life had been a constant struggle to feel loved and accepted by people around me. with a constant longing...
What Love Is This?
Once upon a time....
in a dark and gloomy era
My life had been a constant struggle to feel loved and accepted by people around me.
with a constant longing...
for someone to reach out their hand and tell me that i am good enough.
for someone to love me for the girl that i am.
for someone to validate that i am worth of something good.
The more i searched...
The more it hurts,