Month: July 2015

baby

I meant what I said
From the deepest corners of my heart
When I said I love you
When I said I do
Our vows are sacred
Yet I am about to
About to do the unthinkable
In my mind for now
Your words
Your remarks
Are sending me
Pushing me towards
Where I don’t wanna go
Please baby
Mind your words
Your words are like a bull in a china shop
In my mind for now
Don’t know about later

knox mahlaba
Author – Back From The Dead: The Rising of an African Spirit
Copyright © 2015

stars & stones

We so blessed
Our skin is the blueprint of our beauty
Resembling black gold
Smooth like crude oil
A back drop for gold
Oh my
We so blessed
Essence of beauty
A universal complexion
Dark skin
So beautiful
Our skin a solar panel
Absorbing the sun with ease
No wonder we warm hearted
We so blessed
Coffee coloured
Covered in melanin
Nature’s indulgence
Jet black
The colour of the gods
Onyx, Tourmaline, Obsidian
Gemstones
Lauren, Alek, Viola
Stars
Nature’s desire
A variety of black
Damn!
We so blessed

knox mahlaba
Author – Back From The Dead: The Rising of an African Spirit
Copyright © 2015

the spoor

my search continues
seeking mammals amongst reptiles
scavenging the hills for pretty words
looking for the comfort of fragile settings
beautiful landscapes
though thorns reside
side by side
with colourful flowers
leaving no stone unturned
scowering the terrain
searching for for people amongst the mainstream
kind hearted individuals
following the spoor
footprints left by my nomadic ancestors
like the Amazon i carry baggage
sediment from where i come from
a chequered past
a history rich with experiences
scar tissue from life’s lessons
heritage from chromosomes
forensic evidence of where my people come from
somewhere in Africa
deep in a forest
under a mound of rocks
lies my title deed

knox mahlaba
Author – Back From The Dead: The Rising of an African Spirit
Copyright © 2015