Yesterday
Nothing was the same
yesterday,
If compared to this day
of today,
It's wounds and memories
of yesterday they camouflage
when i take a look at them,
No image of courage
plugged inside my imaginary wall
of memories,
My yesterday
is painted with a black color curtain
with no one to see the inside.
Yesterday's door is left
open with a smile of deceiving.
Nothing was the same
from the moment i wake,
Till it sets.
I couldn't sleep
And my mind was glued
together with complaints,
Tears use to water my eyes,
My heart use to be painful
and use to skips a beat
every time I think about
my postponed dreams.
Dreams which are waiting
for me inside the bowl
of postponed visions.
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By Lewis Da-Lyricist
Iphupho [The Dream]
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Iphupho The Dream
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