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A lovely day bright and shining by Zhaunine Petersen

A lovely day bright and shining I can feel the sun beat down on my face I smell the scent of the fresh flowers I can feel the love in your embrace I know you are hurting I can see...

Darkness by Heletia Smit

My soul, so dark and lifeless; A place where Hope and Sympathy lies dead; A desolate field where nothing can grow, Except the feeling of dread. I stand in this barren wasteland, Trapped by chains of despair and fright; In...

Memories by Heletia Smit

On the very edge of eternity I stand, My memories clutched tightly in my hand. A stern voice inside me says, that it’s time to let go, For all the pain in my hand, I have nothing to show. As...

i’ve been here before… by Khanyo Mjamba

our footprints sit quietly, fossilised on the dry concrete floor. i can still see your steamy face-print on the window, where you pulled a face and joined it with glass whilst i recreated it with acrylics and pastels on canvas...

Fire in the blood by Khanyo Mjamba

you tempt me too much, you know. you, with your insatiable thirst to fulfill such childish desires of mine, have broken the sacred line that allows body to listen to mind. these crimes of passion you commit are evident on...