You might think a HEARTLESS and spiteful a person am I.
You might think jealous and angry a man am I.
You might think I hold grudges and never forgives.
You might be temptered to conclude ,I am not remorseful and penitent to love again.

You might think a negative and visionless poor soul I am.
It's easy to assume when looking at me now, I do not love or like people created.

Those who know me then
Will tell how I loved and embraced another
Like the love of a dedicated loving mother


I once was a loving and caring man myself
Until I witness my love on the mud
Like an elephant rolling herself in the mud
I hated myself and felt while others amused

This dug a pain that will never heal again
I thought to myself what's there to gain
It helps no one to live for pain
Unless you want to be fooled again

A story of love should not be a story of pain
A story of Love takes pain away
It invites happiness, joy and fulfilment again
My ink is short to pen the love

What happens when two people in love fall.
They put aside their interests and wants
and bow to love in reverence and awe.
For Love is healing and medicine to all.

When Love is gone, its union no more.
Rage and Furry takes over with hate
When love is gone, unity is bridged
for no one safe in the absence of love

What love can do no one can match
for our surroundings are the evidence of love matured
Stars shine sparkling in a distance afar
Seas reflect the sky in blue
Food from the ground testifies of the latter.

Beautiful human with a gentle soul reflects
a motion of love set in maturity.
Animals reveal the highest note of beauty
for everything ARROUND reflects love in their art
When love is gone no beauty can stay.
© Duncan-Sikhakhane