In the evening madcap hour of rush, rush, rush,
All of glittering green nature is so still and hush,
And skies surrender deep blues, to various hues,
Flashy cars racing like arrows, on leafy avenues.
Ever in a hurry, in pursuit of a gold, receding sun,
As blooms in windy kingdoms, not to be outdone!
Starlight falls down in colors, darkness is coming,
Soon in mulberry midnight, wild dreams will sing.
Two piglets out together, walking side by side,
Pressing snuggly wuggly, in wonder big eyed,
On the first stroll, brother and sister sunshine,
As blue birds prance and sing, in green pines.
Senses soon ravished, by the tales of the new,
Like a thrill of thick grass, under skies so blue,
Wandering in wonder, a time made for playing,
When orange sun's vivid, and is always staying.
Life of an underground lyrical beast looking great
But one can imagine attempting to get the sure rate
To succeed, one's got to really hustle
And, yes, Life is pregnant with some kind of bustle!
Striving makes us great
But, How'd I get there, mate?
Nonstop hustle is, I trust, the sure key
But, first for God, I've got to be on my knee
If not both!
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On the front porch swing, lost in a world of color,
Darting bluejays and ravishing blossoms sang summer!
Passersby peered at me, then nodded their greetings,
Like the sunshine in your face at butterfly meetings.
The sparkling pond captured perky, honeyed sunbeams,
And reflected blue skies with puffy clouds of cream.
While the lush emerald grass had grown rather tall,
I spotted more violet roses than I had ever recalled.
Down the yellow brick road, in a place not very far,
In a land I heard of, you find out who you truly are.
Just follow the magical road, of friendship and love,
For adventure awaits, and things you are dreaming of!
The sparkling ruby slippers, will soon take you there,
To a fabled Emerald City, over the rainbow somewhere.
No room for evil doubting, but faith is what you need;
And ruby slippers on a path of blooms, of hope's seed!
It seems I don't know quite how to respond,
To the pain present, within and beyond,
So, my subconscious defaults to the lead,
With habitual patterns, I proceed…
Reliant on instincts and emotions,
These primal pathways take me through motions,
Now I’m acting rash, values misaligned,
Hurting loved ones in this stressed frame of mind,
All because I’m unable to pacify,
My cortex, drenched in stimuli.
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To all you rhymers that like the beat,
come join the rappers on the street.
It's time for us to hear the best,
we gonna put you to the test.
Bring on all words that rhyme,
for every verse must sound sublime.
We got no time for idle sounds,
the finest rhymes will be renowned.
So if you think your game enough,
Let’s hear you play some rapper stuff.
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I desire to migrate down south
Where thoughts are stout
I might stand on a mount
But don't expect to hear me shout
For death takes both the humble an' the proud
I'll still have some doubt
But in it's own quiet,faith is loud.
PHILLIP NINE MAFUNGA
24 JULY 2024
I have dreams on moonless nights,
when violet the skies
with dark complexion.
In some speech,
my words may rhyme,
in lucid dreams I have seen their reflection.
Verses do visit in my sleep,
senseless they are or in forms of perfection.
Just like monuments of saints or priests,
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Waves seep over sand,
The Sun crests,
We’re hand in hand.
Daybreak’s unfolding,
To a shared beholding,
Our minds are molding…
I can feel us growing–together.
We converge concurrently,
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