XmarksTheSpotA Poem by Vincent MakhathiniI don't know what this is!
The wind chases whats on its path, some objects endure
Wrestling and toiling with curses and trickery of envious beings Out to destroy, like savage wolves devour what's on their path Even though pierced by spears, by loved ones Like a lamb, this lady remains Keeping the peace till the end of all sorrows Beauty lives here, truth be told it comes in three folds Foes will be foes, denying the truth though A wise lady blocks that though That's nothing but the truth #CalmBeing © 2016 Vincent Makhathini |
Stats
142 Views
1 Review Added on July 21, 2015 Last Updated on January 21, 2016 AuthorVincent Makhathinidurban, iNanda, South AfricaAboutI'm an introvert-extrovert, that's my crazy self. I'm a black South African male, names Lindokuhle (Li-ndo-ku-hle) second named Vincent. But I prefer being called by my first name (yeah the Zulu one)... more..Writing
|