Thato Maluleka


Thato Maluleka Poems

1. Sunday 7/27/2009
2. Hidden Stains 7/28/2009
3. Enstranged Changes 7/29/2009
4. What We Could Have Had 7/30/2009
5. My Cousins Actions 7/31/2009
6. My Blood Rushes 7/31/2009
7. H.I. Virus 12/30/2009
8. Somehow 1/4/2010
9. What A Day 1/4/2010
10. Summer Make Way For Autumn 3/23/2010
11. I Want To Write 3/24/2010
12. Depression Is A State Of Mind 5/5/2010
13. Hope Of Seeing You Again 5/5/2010
14. We Built 5/5/2010
15. If Only I 5/5/2010
16. The End Of… 5/5/2010
17. Untitled 5/26/2010
18. Monday To Friday Blues 6/8/2010
19. Lies That Heal Tomorrow 6/24/2010
20. Missing You Love 11/24/2010
21. Give Me Permission To Go 11/29/2010
22. Visions 11/29/2010
23. Life 1/16/2011
24. Life Is...........? ? ? ? ? ? 1/16/2011
25. My Return 12/5/2011
26. Pain 11/19/2012
27. You 11/30/2012
28. Broken Pieces Of Me 12/6/2012
29. Always On My Mind 12/24/2012
30. For My Sanity 7/19/2013
31. Missing You 8/19/2010
32. I Try 1/5/2010
33. Dreams Of Being With Or Without You 12/29/2009
34. The Purpose Of My Propose 7/27/2009

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The Purpose Of My Propose

The smell of roses, dwell forever in memories of me proposing. I held it in my hand, when you opened the door, it was the first thing you saw.
I saw a teardropp rush down from your eye to your chin, complimented by your smile, and before it dropped… I could tell it was a tear of joy.
Bags fell down from your hands for you to reach for me. Before you burst into tears I remember you whispering in my ear so soft, so clear, so beautiful “YES”.
Before I could open my mouth, I felt your lips against mine, your kiss so divine. And then you said: “How Glad I Am That You Are Mine…”
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Enstranged Changes

 Estranged changes, Monumental experiences, The conquering of love is the instrument of understanding life.
 My words cannot change the world’s current state. We inhale poisonous thoughts, exhale hope, and halt because, we want more than what is given.
 Have you thought of how things are different yet similar, your touch familiar with continuous white lies, what’s mine not yours and sometimes yours what is not mine.
 You see my mind is engraved in the past,

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