Odd and morbid surroundings,
Where life is coarse.
Lose a sure, meaningful thing.
“Where?” Is one question
There, you find endless questions.
One’s that deter you from moving.
Like a broken mirror,
Lose oneself in obscurity.
In the wind that whispers,
Sorrows of here and there…
I am Tshianeo Marc Mulaudzi and I am passinate of poetry. I am 25 years old and have never published any of the poems I have written. I have always been an introverted person and I feel like now it’s time to share a part of me with others.