You Should Have Stayed In The Past
Time waits for no man, I waited and my concrete rose got finer. I waited and the wine got finer. Time is not a measure value, from the time I saw you I was a mesmerized. From the time I saw you got finer with time. I saw you again a few days back and you were blooming like a rose bush in the desert. Dear concrete rose grand me an opportunity to make you smile and make your smile finer.
Grand me time to carve my words and rhythmic verses deep in the canvas of your soul,
Let me be the picasso of your world, let me paint my feelings with ink and grammatical rhythm. Only if you knew the secrets trapped deep in the cages of my unsettled soul, only if you knew am a prisoner of my own failures at love. As I look deep in the shiny mud pits of your eyes, am left hypnotized by the everlasting power the Bemuda Triangle of your soul. Don't look back don't look away just look at me I want to see the woman on the moon of my mind.I can't write my own story but join me and let us venture into an everlasting loop of joy. Am still Dark Soul the same man who chose to hide behind fear and not let the beast of my feelings free. Today I have retaliated against my own selfish behaviour against myself.
By Smith Khethisa (Dark Soul)

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