We have all worn a face that was not ours,we have all pretended to be something we not and sleeping on wet pillows since it ate us inside as darkness set.....its how you find yourself that gives you peace...

You see at times you do need to scream,to throw your phone against the wall (which av done a thousand times), you do need to cry your soul out, try rip your skin off.......it heals you.

                           UNCLE'S CHILD

She grew up in a warm home,her mother taught her to respect her elders,her breast grew,her hips blew her skirt when she walked, rich uncle visited for a weekend and saw how this infant he last saw in nappies had grown to be a young woman, dark thoughts clustered uncles head,sent her to buy him something to drink, no keep the change mntanam, second visit uncle did not call to say he was coming found his niece alone, uncle why you locking the door,uncle why you touching me,why are your pants on the floor, uncle why. Little girl pregnant at the age of sixteen, mother teen lied to her parents and told them her boyfriend had did this and was denying it, uncle she was a virgin,she had taken an oath at church the previous sunday,you ruined the vision, her little infant had uncles ears and eyes, she too grew up fast, her mothers real boyfriend raped her,mother did not believe her little  daughter had been the same.

We always ignore the little details----start paying attention to your body----

She piped into my window,and she was still shining as bright---

The is something about clouds that gets to me..........

Emotions need not to be portrayed at times,by merely paying attention to the little details of a certain being......read them.

trees of the spirit

  

picture by me

be peaceful, be one with yourself................

                               heart yearning for lustful love

He told her he loved her,told her how beautiful was her hair,promised her never to hurt her,"I will wait until you are ready", that was all he wanted from her,trilled by financial and materialistic opportunities,she was ready after he said he would wait.

Lost in the maze of a fantasy,little girl trilled by insanity, financial opportunities pounded in her thoughts,mental burglary,the day arrived,the parents were away good opportunity,good man was invited in,he bought her a dozen of chocolates,as an exemplary or a consoling capsule,they took time talking,her most darkest fantasies he was poking,nerves slowly washing away,financial opportunities provoking her mind set,she stood pulled him up,have ever seen my bedroom? They walked away,sexual moans were heard,well I caught up with the action,the were still kissing their fears away,the moans were a lousy passion,my mind was way ahead of time.

Are you ready,such a silly question he asked,she whispered in her ear,get inside me,good man had no protection clothing,she said its fine,you will pull out when you orgasm,good man smiled mentally.

He slipped in, the walls were wet,good man spoke poetry through his moans,fantasy and emotions met,washed his face with sweat,dammmm mabebeza I arrived inside you,innocent girl was only 16,knew not what to do,her womb and the little white boys met,clinic visits were set,she told her parents,good man denied the offense,she promised not to kill her/him,the world came down to its knees,she said she still loved him.

Spent my midnight fire works moment in the outside basin,with my camera-----