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"It is in any bliss, that we forget our tragedies. Yet, he who knows tragedy, will treasure bliss more than those that do not know it."
Sage PoeticHustler Mokgosi

»A heart's plea: Love me with an adopted heart.«

Nov 24, 2011

In those dark gloomy nights / where the moons twilight, / Is a bereaved melancholy / of saddened darkness, / Where spears of life tragedies / take flight to pierce my might, / With those moments of breath where / Zues bolts shadow the light with their masses. / Where lost soul voices / open vortexes of…  sign in to read more »


»Women: Scriptures to Her Majesty«

Sep 13, 2011

It is by far a great sense of retribution that I met you in seas of sorrow, / Maybe to borrow your fists for those detrimental forced on hallow bullets of misbelief, / In you I find peace beyond that sparkle of stars that are born thus from their father's wings... / Their father being our Sun, / He…  sign in to read more »


»The Fallen: Careless Hands of Time«

Sep 12, 2011

Within the careless hands of time, lay unrest, unbound inflictions of pain... / In depths of soil grains are stains caressed with blood left behind by those who were. / But, what was the body when life was always sought to be the soul? / If not a flaw ridden temple happy to be redeemed from the clause…  sign in to read more »


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