WRITER: TEBOGO KONYANA When he dreamt of her and he knew… He wanted to propose tonight, A beautiful woman like her was har… He had an image in his mind, an im…
Your ears can hear whispers That fall from the mist And your lips seem as though They have been kissed With the beauty of the moon
I am a life yet to live I have so much to offer And so much love to give I may be very small But still I am a life yet to live
No quiero una historia de Amor con final feliz quiero un Amor que nunca tenga fin
leaving my heart in chaos in the aftermath. The volcanic eruption that is his torturous psychosis. Alone t...
Walking along these barren streets The dim glow of the street lamp ke… Flickering in warning The darkness approaches Its taking my warmth
Thank you, California. For the Pacific Ocean that refuse… For the blurs of pink, orange, and… Thank you for the clean and crisp… For the great fields we harvest se…
Crying Loudly but its all in my h… The expression you see is a smile… But if you look deep in my eyes th… About how my appearance became so… For the people around me I put on…
When I replay the whole situation, the thing I regret most is all the things I put up with. I never stood up for myself, I didn’t put up a fight in any situation. I was completely submi...
We should be lovers, cause no one knows what it’s like
If you passed her in your city You would call her badly dressed, But the faded homespun covers Such a heart in such a breast! True, her rosy face is freckled
To make the decision to make a cha… Taking the step out of the norm, It can be a crazy chance, However it could pay off for the b… Each day is filled with choices,
Busy with a dial, My fingers won’t move They’ve burnt out, gone numb. They’ve traveled the airways of th… Plastic handle.
I pour paint on the road pink paint, nothing much just enough so the ugly concert no… the pink paint seems to be happy laying on the road facing the sky
A sip of coffee, A toke of the bong, Sitting there wondering, Where it all went wrong. I’m losing myself,
Ocean Life like an ocean It always in constant motion Sometimes it just there Other times Its too hard to bare
As I lay my head, on a pillow so… I close my eyes and think about, t… Slowly pictures of the past, come… And as the breathing slows its pac… A sign is written on a wall, its l…
Maybe, like Marcel, Monsieur Proust, in Paris, it begins with a bite of a madeleine.
My ear to the wall listening for a… my jackhammer on the concrete does… so many months and still no breakt… I hang onto the hope of an eventua… When the lid of your sarcophagus y…
am I crazy because i want you here am i crazy because the thought of… am i crazy for being crazy about a… am i crazy because i prayed and ho… more for us to do
No one wanted to wear augmented reality goggles until our design team hit upon the idea of making them look
It is late and cold; stir up the… Sit close, and draw the table nigh… Be merry, and drink wine that’s ol… A hearty medicine 'gainst a cold: Your beds of wanton down the best,
Faith bright, beauty divine. Eyes of love. Perfection at it’s… Everyone sees me with you, such beauty Hephaetus looks unto t… Endearment matched so, Aphrodite…
I’ve sung of Honor’s golden hair And Hero’s auburn tresses, Of Bella’s back abundance, where The sun throws his caresses; I’ve sung of curl, and coil, and b…
missing the hell up out of you I really honestly do Not even trying to lie Missing the way that you Would talk to m e
The Boy the boy who always catches me look… but never smiles back. The Boy the boy who accepts all my complim…
The blood drips to the floor and t… I cannot compromise yet I fall to my knees and beg for… these tears run down my face like… I’ve felt this way for a while
Years ago it was kind of common, To carve initials into a tree, A sign that signifies new found lo… In a place where all could see, And just like a tree in a field,
I gasped afresh unsullied airs And lingered amongst gray clouds,… Looked far below at colored square… That mark the boundaries of men. Oh fleeting glimpse, oh lightning…
I boast when my frame plays host to an alchemical dose of utopian dope. A conclave of smoke, This pius pope raises