Africa ho senyehile kae?
Hoseng ka matjeke re tsoswa ke o moholo mokgosi;
Re bona hlopha sa batho se bokanetse setopo;
Topo sa morwetsana thoteng thoko ho motse;
Ehlile borwetsana bo nkuwe ka qophello;
Thipa mpeng e bata poo!
O hutswe a betwa, a bolawa;
Madi ona ha ke sa buwa;
Jo nna!Utlwa seboko seo
Le ha ebe o ne a lebelletse;
A lebelletse lesea ngwana monyane;
O mmolaile le pele a tswala;
O mmolaile a le popelong ya mme Motswadi;
Ha feela thota ne e ka bua
Ne re tla tseba na ke bo mang ba bokgopo?
Ba kgaba ka ho bona madi;
Oh Afrika ho senyehile kae?
Ho etsahetseng ka motho ke motho ka batho;
Tjhankaneng ho tletse tswete;
Polao,peto,tlhekefetso;
Oh Afrika ho senyehile kae;
IMAGINARY HEAVEN
Inspired by : THE WORD OF GOD
Human creation from the delicate globe,
titled precious planet earth dominated by the coastal blue(ocean).
Mirrored in the phantom sky feature,reflecting lies from the land domainant picture.
In relation with the invisible sphere of gases,the secrete combination to the human quiz(life).
Not from a Scientist or Preffessor of any sort,but from the mighty one himself(GOD).
Confused aren't you? I'm sorry!, I thought we're riding the same horse,
Because in the end we're all of the same cause.
So through deep mentality and true consciousness,
Holly biblical writings and spiritual dominance.
Join me on this journey of Holly prominent.
Don't be scared, take a deep breath.
The one upstairs is guiding us on this Holly path.
Mission accomplished it's a new worl out here(death).
Crystal white floors and milky white walls.
My vision is challenged by the shiny golden doors.
Change of eye sight as I approach the outdoors,
with multi-coloured roses and flowers of all codes.
Now back to the story line and approach the golden doors,
One knock on the big handles superior to human handles.
The doors are pulled inwards as the grand welcome from the Angels.
I see a man sitting on a golden chair surrounded by follows in white gowns,
singing heart healing gospel melodies high,sweet 'n loud.
Now my existance is micro-sized in this crowd.
Don't be ashamed you're not alone.
Keep imagining that image emaging from your mental core.(heavenly thoughts).
A Happy Person
A Happy Person
Storm blown ripples
line my weathered brow,
face a map of life’s journey,
of striving, disappointments
happiness and joy.
The winds of sorrow,
and displeasure have
left their mark on
my furrowed brow, but
my sparkling crows feet,
eyes, are happy lines.
Although
the sad waters have left
their lines of memory,
there are no tears
for past events to fill up
dry lakes of discontent,
and my now happy smile,
helps smooth the waters of
my still much wrinkled face.
Flowers of hope have opened,
blossoms of bliss bloomed,
and seas of tranquillity and
peace now fill my soul and
my heart is filled with love.
All thoughts of past and future
displaced through practice,
meditation, quietness, being
still; these daily moments of
calm, bring a realisation that
to be happy I must only
live now, in present moment,
for as each moment dies,
for me, a new one is born.
Bob Blackwell
30-07-2009
Darkening
With tumultuous waves of ocean shrilling
Man kisses the ground floor with his ailing knees
He surrenders to the roaring of the skies
that shudders, that cracks the yard of the earth
That horrific lightning, within it dwelt a contagious demonic attack
All those mountainous walls that Hand of God created had been laid to waste
Voice of a human being is silenced.
It is clouding o’er
Some shadows are taking o’er
Man getting desperate in his dream
Man getting lost in his land
2010
So here we stand together with one voice one heart;
Soccer is the only language we talk;
This is a world of passion and impression;
Not a world of racial oppression causing division;
So we stop critisizing and start enticing!
Poetric rhymes not those of political crimes;
This is not a revolution but evolution;
Soon we start dancing to melodius tunes;
Tunes from the mind blowing music played vuvuzelas;
African stars showcasing skills to Europeans,Asians,Americans,Concacaf,Oceanians;
Anthems sang left to right oooh motors;
Unity in diversity!
MTN FIFA 2010 soccer world cup!
A whole new beginning for the hosts;
Let thou shine for whats divine;
Let all traces be not erased;
All host cities be of memories;
All predictions be of verifications;
Africa be proud of South Africa;
lost love
Love can be lost but not forgotten.
Ever since our break-up.
I'm still holding on to memory of you,
not of someone in my past but of someone in my "most wanna be lived future".
I'm still not much of a believer,
but lately i've been waiting for some sort of Moses-split-the-red sea miracle.
A call from you,saying"lets give it another shot",
"lets start all over"
or the most typical one"lets pick-up where we left off"
"No one comes close to what we had"those were your words.
but again!there doesn't have to be another.
It can be"non comes close to what we are bound to have forever".
It can always be us.
Some people wish for a happy-ending,
funny!i still wish we had no ending.
Now i know why some wish they had time-travelling machines.
If i could go back in time,
i would make sure you are forever mine.
Word is"A man ahead doen't make him a head"
So love lost doesn't mean love dead.
Loved you then and love you now.
Strange love
Sweet memories!I'm their golden retriever.
But usually after a night of poisoning my liver,
i get temporary amnisia.
This morning it's looks like i have lost that hard-earned ability,
because the naked body lying next to me looks and smells so familiar.
Before i knew it she was gone.
Now i am in my room,all alone,
losing it!
I can not watch t.v or listen to my own personal collection of music
or worse!
I can not do anything without cutting down a minute to think about her.
For the entire day,my mind has been filled with comple images of her,
from the bottom of her feet to the tips of her hair.
I kept wishing last night could reoccur.
It's night time and my body is laidback
but my thoughts are restless.
I guess they are on their night shift,
of thinking of her.
Some feeling this is!
A strangce one indid!
Wonderful love
I had to go through it,
to beleive it.
love hurts!
Having it is great but losing it is a pain you do not want to suffer.
No single person can provide me with the experience and insight you had to offer.
Somehow,it feels like love
is really not meant for me
but just the thought of the deepest love i found in you,
robs away my doubts
and touches my heart
although we are apart.
i know you left me
and i know hurting me was not part of your will.
I remember still
just how you made me feel,
how i wrestled with my thoughts
just to come up with the right words.
Yes!we were once love birds,
and for that people always tipped their hats.
I can not escape the memories,
their not just memories.
I tried to close the door on what we had,
but these feelings keep coming back.
I used to break down walls that stood on our way,
but i failed to build a huge one around you to make sure you here to stay.
It is so strange
how years can revolve and some feelings resist the change.
Your love is wonderful!
See me
See me
Do you see me?
I see you
I see your quiet and deep soul
I see you
And would like to kiss you gently, kiss you slow
Until the heat from my lips to yours flow
Into a burning volcano on the verge to erupt
Exploding with the intensity of my feelings
Waiting on you to return yours
So I contemplate trying to negotiate with fate
Thinking contemplating on the reason an explanation of love
Seeing someone, not just looking, but seeing
so often the window of my own soul is blurred
But there's something about you, something deep, something different, something significant
So I fear losing you, if I tell you I love you…but maybe I’ll lose you for not telling you
So I’ll tell the world, except the person it would matter to
I want to laugh with you, cry with you, share with you
I see you
Do you see met…yet?