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Friday 9 October 2015

Pretty little wonders?

Pretty little wonders, at times is all we settle for.
If a smile is all i have, would you give up your last thought for a little moment to dream for, I wonder!

So i heard love don't even cry anymore, some less tear-falls are to die for 
That moment you Sweat a tear fall , or might even cry for it, 
Emotions have a spoilt sense of humour.
Hate loves it...
Frown might find it hard to believe that i would die for a little time with smile.

Then again Rumour has it...

Frown heard that smile made vows with laughter
Cries as we I await the saddest death
Until death do them apart.
Then they spoke the language of love.
Pretty little wonders, if heaven grants me a wealthy wish.
I would wish for one hell of a wonder
Would i resign my love for smile? i wonder.
A little wealthiness and success for less tear-falls 
I'd cry a river for, I'm sorry my love.
I have a cold sense of humour
Weather we pour with rain, or light with sunshine 
If i pray for thunder and smile a storm,

How would this story ever end ?
With a pretty smile or a beautiful frown...
One can do nothing but wonder!



Wednesday 25 September 2013

Grida al SIGNORE


What man denies his great kingdom?

To see darkness beneath him

Or does he hate light, as it defeats him

They fight hard to read him,

But he sees nothing between them

Except death,

He sees he bleeds blood
Nowhere near his skin, 
My God it seems he bleeds them
His fingers cut so deep in them
My God, he squeezed so hard it seems he bleeds them
Who is them?
Society, politics and religion
Who is them?
Men, money, power, materialistic, and women

But oh yes his the MAN son, look at his ambition
Not to succeed remember its them he bleeds
He seized to love, no love, his lost hope
INFACT his a lost hope

How can you save death?
When death is the one that saves him
Save your hope and faith, and let fate disgrace and hate him

let the lord himself take him

Ohh ohh but... His not one for the mighty
Noo NOO his nothing like we
He rather suffer, burn in fire until he never exist

So IF you SLAP hands together and feel the sting 
Tuck your fingers IN ONE ANOTHER 
clinch palms and make ONE BI G JOINT WITH SKIN
Until it looks like ONE BIG TEN FINGERS FIST
LET the blood BURST VEIN POP OUT FROM YOUR FOREHEAD
Screw your face like they say in the streets 
AND LET THE TEARS RUN DOWN UNTIL YOU LOOK LIKE A BEAST 
FEEL LIKE A SLAVE AND THEN RELEASE 

And SSSSSCCCCREEEAAAAAMMMM

I
Grida al SIGNORE
HAVE MERCY  ON THEE




Attention: Please be advised none of the above material is intended to offend anyone but a creative piece. Read at your discretion. (p.s google translator may be required for meaning)
Thank you for reading: Ranga Zulu  

Monday 17 June 2013

Prisoner to Mind



I am Slave to society, and a prisoner to mind

Trapped in guilt saved in intoxication
She assumes I'm the devil
I don't want to see my angel’s eyes
No way am I living in hell
 I cry
I had the protection in motion
Broke up, she settled for that they call abortion
So if I hang up

Let he without sin cast the first stone

If my throat bleed will I make it home
Is she created to save me from myself?

Word from the wise
A voice with a smile in disguise
Speaks unto me with a peaceful melody
A respectable remedy
Sweet tone of an infant
Shut my eyes back put my ears front


I listen

The greatest battle in life is with self
Self between heart and mind
A powerful battle commences from the moment I breathe earth
A battle all throughout to what they call an end

I conclude to believe emotional abuse has greater effect than physical violence: fact

I state: this Reference to my mental state
A great war in this loud silence

I stand tall and lead by example like a smile does to a frown

Even though

 I am just a Slave to society, and a prisoner to my mind

I REPRESENT THE PORTRAIT OF A #BLINDKNIGHT

Wednesday 20 February 2013

Amazing...

Been a while since i spoke to God
Then again its been a while since i felt love

Realest talk i ever spoke...
No creativity but honesty from deep within

Words cannot describe but questions might
You ever felt like you cannot live without?
Ever felt like you're nothing without?
Have you ever had the feeling that you can be anything you want with?
Better yet have you ever felt more alive and on top of the world?

This is simply my story about a girl

Pride, Pride has always been a weakness of my mine, until i met someone who truly made me feel out shined
The most beautiful, amazing creature of a female kind, oh my!! and that drop dead gorgeous smile
The type you only hear about, the look you only dream about, the one you only see on T.V 
I NEVER thought i had a chance, but she fell for me

....to be continued....
 

Friday 25 May 2012

The Bold Listener


I heard somebody cry I guess they took him in the night
Heard somebody died i guess they buried him alive
I heard they spoke the truth hidden in the lies
I heard the devil was present that’s no ****** surprise
I heard they torn pages from the good book and I cried
My salvation was written and yours combined
I can’t accept a new print when you brought your own ink

I’ll be just fine
I heard they killed the messenger but failed to kill the message
I heard from the witness who read from the book made
By the sender who sent the messenger
Who got hanged by a murderer...
Who said he was dead
But the message he said was saved

The people heard
He died on the cross
That heard from a higher source
And my teacher said...''he is the truth, the way and the life''

I listened when I heard his name is Jesus Christ
And now I know he saved my life

Thursday 1 March 2012

Tears of a Clown


AS if his dying to live
When his living to die
For real his dying inside
His physical appearance does not match up his mental stability
The ability to maintain has failed to up rise a happier success
But No stress
he cries the tears of a clown but wont frown his brother smile won’t let me go down

As if his life is hard to understand
Get rich, fear God and live till the end
That the plan
A plan not progressing
Moving forward but reversing

Now his stressing
Wishing for a blessing
Contradicting his values
Less of a man than he originally assumed
Lost in his on lack of hope
His broke no joke
He cries the tears of a clown 
Society laughs his a joke
But 
He won’t frown his brother smile won’t let him go down!

Tuesday 21 February 2012

A Threat to my Ex's Boyfriend


The simple fact of my dislike towards you
Can be mutual
However as man to man I have one thing to like about you
And it’s crucial
You make her happy
For as long as that precedes you will never have to face me
I have no interest to neither invade nor conflict
But my interest his her best interest
All I request is to keep her safe and secure
Treat her like a princess
Love her, adore her, have great respect
Be a better man to her than I could ever have been
Know her past to progress her future
I am her past and do not wish to collide in your both tomorrows
See, me and her were happy once
But my mistakes acquired her sorrows
I lacked in understanding her
Differed in opinions
Self righteous in decisions
I am assuring you this so you keep her happy
I made a lot of fake promises but there is one I will never break
That is let anything bad ever happen to her
I will look you in the eye sir
Let you feel the passion of love I have for this girl
So understand when I say this
If you break her heart
I will do everything I can, to destroy yours apart
I promise that I will die before I let anything bad happen to her
This is something you cannot compromise with but have mutuality to this fact.