And It Was Death That Sat Beside Her by Mel

Mel | October 24th, 2016 | a poem a day challenge, poetry | No Comments

Poet Bio

Red room, full moon,
They are ought to clap soon.

She went into the dark night,
Heart beating light,
Eyes barely seeing what might be of fright,
And ears hearing nothing;
She is oblivious to my intentions.
Heaven opens its doors
Because heaven knows
Where women like her go
When I’m done slitting their throats…

Soon after
She is on the ground,
In a pool of her own blood,

Wishing she wasn’t rude to me earlier.
I was simply being polite.

Poet Bio

Mamelodi Marakalala was born on October 12, 1996. She is a black Pedi girl and has been writing since she was in primary school. She is currently studying for a BA General degree (Psychology and Philosophy majors) at Wits University. Her short term goal is to publish her poetry book which she finished some time in December, 2014. She is not big on Religion. She loves to read. She loves Social Media. The coolest thing she did this year was get a tattoo, of the full moon; it symbolizes the fact that she has accepted herself and is very comfortable in her own skin. Words are her first love and entire world.

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