How sweet the power of a blind illusion,
Turned lovely nights into a crimson gold;
Young minds will crumble in a sad confusion,
Yet love remains a story still untold.
...
Maybe fate is busy calling me, my ears are closed off
Or maybe l see it when l lay down and knock off
I used to wander about some, if not all
Back then, when l hadn't lost control
...
Seen it all, heartless betrayal and rejection
Never felt quite this bored, overwhelmed with emotions
I am still red, never seemed to lose my bloom
My roots were plucked off but found their way back home
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My sorrow is a long dark night
If l had a choice l would help it, but l am allergic to light
My inner strength goes beyond muscle might
All because l got a fair training from the emotions l try to fight
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When l was five, l thought the best way out was to cry
I felt overwhelmed and without those shut-up snacks l could die
As l grew older, pain felt more real but endurable
For quite a while my soul was undefeatable
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Tatenda Divine Makasi is a multi-talented artist and writer whose profound passion for arts and literature began at the young age of thirteen. Discovering his voice during his high school years, he immersed himself in the study of diverse poetic traditions, ultimately developing a signature style that masterfully bridges the formal and the casual through the fluid medium of free-writing. By rejecting rigid structural constraints, Tatenda allows his verse to flow with a raw, authentic energy that resonates deeply with contemporary audiences. His artistic evolution is heavily influenced by literary icons who pushed the boundaries of expression. He draws deep inspiration from the rich, rhythmic imagery of Dylan Thomas and the powerful, emotionally resonant truth of Maya Angelou. Furthermore, his appreciation for the clever and the unconventional is shaped by Hughes Mearns, whose psychological masterpiece 'Antigonish' stands as Tatenda's absolute favorite poem. Emulating the timeless quality of his influences, Tatenda continues to craft engaging, thought-provoking literature that captures the complexities of the human experience.)
Love: A Blinding Veil
How sweet the power of a blind illusion,
Turned lovely nights into a crimson gold;
Young minds will crumble in a sad confusion,
Yet love remains a story still untold.
A young bride had a brief, a fleeting dream,
Of how two lovers blend and then unite;
From massive joy, she wished so much to scream,
Her world was lovely and her home filled bright.
Her pretty soul never turned to dull or witty,
The power of love revived it every day;
Her husband told her that she looked so pretty,
And brought her flowers just to clear the way.
But lo, it was a lie, for nothing changed;
A cruel monster she had blindly engaged.
From every test there is a testimony.
You keep stabbing yourself in the heart, as if loving me was not enough
Death is just the other side of life