Parts of me by Nkateko Tshabalala

Nkateko Tshabalala | October 13th, 2019 | poetry | No Comments

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Hypocrisies and absurdities
My name is outspoken
Unhinges smiles balancing love and sorrow
Finding peculiar beauty in the art of the paintings of vermilion figments
Secrets loudly whispered sounds familiar to the frailty of the mind
The tongue only spells evil and goodness differently
Thoughts create the universe, but truth and lies build parts of me, parts of us
The walls that enslave parts of me, usher centaur dreams that twist into reality
Parts of us that stand boldly and strangle hope
Beauty is not defined in comparison to ugliness
Purity does not shine because evil is silent and still
We are bits and pieces of the artefacts of faith
We taint laughter with joy and sadness
Demons also don’t want to be shunned, with the steam of their breath, they paint their faces on the windows when you turn your back on them
We pray in defiance to define our inhibitions.

Poet Bio

Nkateko Tshabalala is a self-published author of Poetic Flair, Amazon (2018).

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