Pierced
My iris danced to the melancholic melodies.
Wavering inner self to move accordingly.
A retina attached to an absolute warmth, twist an irony.
I would commit a felony.
Should I not twirl to the rhythm of her words, a masked assassin troubles all her logarithms.
Clothed herself with an ebony blouse, blazing a trumpet of note.
She's vocally advanced for her poetry serves a plateau of decibels cleansing wounded chords.
Worn(warn) to keep me alert of any distractions,
For irritation might isolate what her intended gestures conveys.
Here I should obey.
She covered her curvaceous hips with a ruby trouser.
Recited thruds lucrative to warm me.
Although this memory is in transit,
This night I shall never forget.
Albeit my transmitted thoughts takes a walk to transport an enigma to the furthest vacation.
This I remember crystally, clears to strum my behavior.
There she stood, my beloved.
Sharing pieces of herself to the masses, warranting tricks to intercept pictures.
Transcending purpose to shuffle existence with ace of spades.
Robbing cards on the rock bottom as to why she's the Queen of Hearts, a diamond in the rough.
And I, the King of the Castle.
There she stood.
A slight melanated skin tone of fresh breeze lighting my apparel in darkness, I'm mesmerized.
I was star-struck!
The world became jealous, bitter sweet distant
To the realization of her poised inherent features.
Which spoke volume in regards of her mute voice.
Silencing echoes enchanted between the two of us.
Lowering vibration disturbing communication permissible to us.
Exalting noise to halt and deafens (in defense) what universe conspires.
How platonic charisma sways an evolution.
Tectomic I tremored,
Lenses shape-shifted my views.
Plundered plate that trembled across the sound of her reserved nature.
Pupils were lashed in exchange to see the beauty, whispering: "love at first sight".
Could this be a false dichotomy?
For astronomical star signs(science) favors compatibility.
Also, we share a lot in common, this could be true.
Am I lynching this verse prone to an illusion?
My nerves wore(war) a wrecked concept of a soul mate.
Accidentally uttered to peek(peak) a stance collision of a wrestled discourse.
Breaking the heels(hills) she had on, couldn't stand strong to balance the firmament.
I shivered once to lay words that would house our scattered spirits.
Scared to throw an opportunity that has a thriving potential to build a relationship.
The initial plan was not to sweat, but with every drop of it, it manufactured an idea.
That one wished its proposal to manifest and live.
A hope labored positively, it became fruition.
We became friends.
Prosperity in this relationship was unlimited, one of a distinguished kind.
Would occasionally poke on why she's the anointed one for this wordsmith, a Living Legend at your service, Her Majesty, my prophetic poetess.
Used to write on her timeline to globalize it within her immediate reach.
"Ncaww" she would comment.
Followed by a good laugher and amusing conversations over an hour call.
Dissecting life in it's measures, this resembled compatibility.
Sending signals revealing to the gods that the message is clear, to me.
To me,
In my jovial head I would pose companionship that she summon this ordain.
This is the journey we both should embark.
To my amusement, I was exceptionally wrong!
Engaged in an undesirable act of ignorance and stupidity.
Ringing(ring in) misery over destitute.
This coincidence befall hard, for it was never meant to be.
Puny conscious of what had been performed.
Subconscious of the ritual repercussions to follow.
This marriage led our egos bruised.
Couldn't sustain everlasting vows to miscarry promises.
I had lost a remarkable friend.
'A slight melanated skin' that once shunned on me, had me command to my scarred demons in hollowed shame.
This is vast;
open to recover from this dread occurence.
Whenever our days(daze) fades, I'm taken aback.
On how I tore(tour) a veil that would secure our promising future.
A soul that trusted my judgement and opinion with her secrets.
How I lament and torment a peasant I couldn't mend.
When her fierce persona ascends the repertoire, I'm livid.
Whenever she bears(bares) her soul with her writtens(riddance),
I urge(edge) to emulate herself in emancipation.
For this is completely beyond imagination.
I scalp the origins and trace where her inspiration comes from.
For I am a stale nomad in her mind, I somehow live there.
An obscure uninvited guest operating in enclosed rooms.
A hopeful temporary resident that'll soon vacate, for my rent is almost due.
I have a home sheltered somewhere in a place called "safe to hide".
I've put her through an ordeal.
I transverse far ahead and above the decoded lines laid in metaphors (matter force).
A parable solace scripted, noted in a stacked parallel in hidden messages.
A simile of a noble kind, that's able to collapse and analyse sentences nicely put in poems.
Hovering overhead punchlines when are overwhelmed by regular personnel
Whom aren't able to grasp in hindsight.
I have built a mansion not worthy of praise, for I stole a precious serene in her life.
This eternally breaks me, the apartment and complex I've orchestrated, thank God it has shut.
I refuse to be of this inheritance, transact dilemma, for this service couldn't be convenient.
These are hoarding ghosts in attendance.
Eventually and righteously, we've sort our differences.
Took eons to rescuscitate and busy working to develop this newly formed relationship.
A heartfelt apology is earned, it allows yourself to let go of filth.
This is the portion of faith we both should have an access to.
Exponentially grateful to have been granted a chance to work on myself.
So when I stand on this podium before you.
Highlight the fact that growth is inevitable.
We're raptured profusely inside.
So when swallowing tears after being praised of my lyricism I'm cheered for,
Just know that I still remain (w)hole.
When you snap over my lines, my soul snatch in disguist.
Pun intended!
I hide a synchronized pain well, burying myself in these transcripts.
So when the audience reacts to my majestic craft I devote for, luring on me exquisitely.
I adhere to the tragedy that this artform is not for me.
I'm a custody bringing the gap for your consumption.
My art translates the paused language within yourselves.
Help you undress secrets in caves best rested eternally.
For this world is vile and judgmental.
My words cloth a decimate pain they won't attempt to.
My art purifies you, align and alude comfort.
Unbeknownst;
I befriend insomnia to keep me intact, for my insanity is unjust to deal with a haunting past
Within my present dead-self; before laying to rest,
when the end is near and nothing has left;
To (w)rap it up;
My last gift to you is:
I'll ghostwrite (right).
These are pieces of me, I am pierced.
To be continued.....
Motlatsi Motseki
Living Legend
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Ecliptic Ballad
" around the galaxies,🌎🌍🌏
traveling with stars 💫⭐🌟in space.
I picked(peaked) up a beautiful Halloween(hollowed in),
marveled with grace.
Our path was created above the sky,
where love ❤ is made.
An inch of your appearance
shook moon 🌝🌜🌛 and graveled the pace(pays).
It shot(short) all the moving oracles
to arouse how beautiful is your phase(face).
I was amazed 😍
As the Orion's belt ✨levitated body gestures in awake,
Of a dream.
I swear to the gods,
that you're the rightful(riffle)👩❤️👨 💌 one I aim,
Cause we're match made in Heaven,
You definitely the one I take!
Now the angels are smiling, embarking on the journey we place(plays).
My hope and dearest endurance,
I'm not saying this goodness sake!
The love I have for you,
goes bigger than the slice of cake 🍰
First glance at you, led me to know sweet this love tastes.
I felt it in my pulse, even now the feeling is still the same.
Awkwardly so,
you're the best mistake I ever made!
Since then til eternity,
emotions I pour(are poor) all I give.
Forever and infinitely, our reunion will never be replaced.
Cause I refuse to be shaken by world withers and all the hate.
That's how far committed I am,
Vow to get laid.
Right beside you, under a stone written our name.
We should be locked together, inside a grave.
Lord, save us.
We are your humble servants and trying saints.
If I were to paint how this reaction aches, the brushes and colorants will never feel(fill) the case.
You are the wounds I lick (leak),
An anticipation of the heartbeat it lays(delays).
Thank God we met, could have never chosen a better half or be late(laid).
Simply because
YOU
Complete my world.
Now we're one heart, beating together as one.
One heart, together beating as one.
Khopo ea khopo tsa ka.
Tseleng e makhoekhoe, e litshehlo,
Eo e balehisang mmele hore o ingoae.
Ke sa cho feela hore ke kopa le nthabiseng.
Hobane sena ke selekane le tshepiso eo ke ikanneng ka eona.
Hobane nna,
Ke molise oa lapa la rona".
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