Tatenda Divine Makasi Poems

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.
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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
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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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