Zolani Nkomo

Rookie (15/06/1995 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Call Home - Poem by Zolani Nkomo

When I'm Feeling All Alone
I Call Home
Mothers Voice Ignite These Bones
I'm Stuck In Routine
Why Am I In Routine
Somebody Please Intervene
I Already Know My Dreams
It Sucks Waking Up
Tired and Feeling Like a Slump
I Wanna Be Forever In This Dream
Forever In A Sleep
Quiet So Innocently
It's The Only Place, I Can Have Her
Under a Microscope of Scrutiny
What's Keeping Me Going
I Think Not Knowing
I Tell Them That I Bleed
All They Wanna Do Is See
How When The Wounds Is Internal
Fire Rage Inside Inferno
I Look Ok but You Don't Know

Comments about Call Home by Zolani Nkomo

  • (11/9/2013 7:32:00 PM)

    Thank you Zolani.I left home on a journey of self destruction.But I know I will hasten back home and meditate serenely because now I am fortified by your wise counseling (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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