The Spoken Word With Fofo

Like a bottled up message,my love for you shall find its way to you through storms and life's hindrances, I am the feet and you are the rhythm,together we make a perfect dance, when you fall I shall catch you so that we can spite gravity,if you become a slave to my presence I shall join you in captivity,if you cry death I shall be with you for eternity!! I am on the brink of breaking words as I jot down this sedition,slit wrist are bleeding inks that speaks of your existence in my space,my notepad cries "save me" and u did abundantly,if words cant express then my notepad shall speak on my behalf...like poetry your my everything and i am your something :) :)

Memories of she are plastered in my head like a violin to bleeding fingertips, Curved is her space when she speaks, The danger that lingers in her structure is like a slippery road when me hands touch those hips, What we once shared sounds like a Greek mythology, I courted her in my penile tubes as we spoke biology, Lost count of the hurts like odd numerology, Speak unto me you once beautiful thing, The queen that dethroned the gullible king, Gave flight before she could weather my wings, Now I'm off tune can't seem to grasp notes when her name sings, It's a forbidden fruit that I once ate Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm not going to sit out of pretence that for once we never shared intimacy so striking,but we all know lightning doesn't strike twice in one place at the same given time no matter the liking, You stripped me off of my moral sanity like violent vikings... All I'm left with is the memories of she

Like goats bleating their cries were met by an embrace of onslaught by their male counterparts, Bruised battered is she because of her very own parts, What was once God's masterpiece has befallen victim to dead arts, What is to become of the shes of this world if this is how they depart, I dropped an anchor of hope like a ship that it's only mere purpose is to embark, But the engines of life are failing them,the ignition of refuge has refused to start, Men have become barbaric like unforsaken tribal rituals, Impaired is she from the hands that were supposed to be her visual, Left alone in a dark space like an orphaned individual, Cry all you want he said, You are at my mercy and your cries wont be heard, I stood and watched as she was repeatedly stomped on her head, I was helpless,flesh torn through her hair. But I will never sitback in shame and watch the Venus Spieces go to shambles, I will do my best to bake them cookies even though it crumbles, I wont be a part

Uttered heat of passion as the sun dresses the morrow, we wake with pleasant smiles that demises sorrow, we wear a taste of warmth that mocks winter, we overcome scattered pieces of sad-worn faces that in our hearts hinder, we are the captains of this ship and there to see to it that it never sinks, we drop the anchor that manifests the ocean like a whale mating season, we deliver a breeze so certain yet uncertain to this hungry world, we feed souls with love and see to it that it never goes to rest with an empty stomach, we bring brightness to their darkened space like a light-bug,,we are summer love!!

You see i couldn't bring myself to texting you/somehow it felt like i could be bothering you/but how the hell do i contain them feelings i have towards you?all a boy ever wanted was a girl i can call my boo/ You see each time im about to touch my keypads/i feel the sense to revert my intentions back/im like a rat staring at a mouse-trap/constantly beating maself up about something that i couldn't probably have/ I stay in hopes that one day you'll text me first/let a nigga know his all you ever wanted like the very heart in your chest/perhaps im not the ideal guy but baby what i got flowing in ma veins holds a treasurable chest/all im asking for is please give me a chance/ And oh before i finish pouring my heart out on this post/i hope my sincerity wouldn't appear as ghost/its neither mine nor anybodys fault that you the one that i love most/ Im sorry for all the cheesy writing i didnt mean to come across as a mouse/but in my heart you have found permanent re

I'm caught in a fraze of trying to explain how sorry is I, But words can't begin to translate the amount of hurt that oozes from all the agony I've projected unto you, You have every right not to succumb to any sort of pity for I, I'm sorry for all the the dinner dates I missed, For every word I uttered that left you pissed, For all the mockery I unleashed when you were dissed, For all the wrongs I could've righted, For every frown I plastered when I should have left you excited, For every decision I made that seemed less distasteful, I'm sorry for being so ungrateful, Allow me a chance to prove how better of a man I can be, Nectar every wound like honey bees, I'm sorry for all the should've's, could've's that would've been, For all the braille details that a blinded individual like I could've seen, If it so happens that you open your heart for me ever again, I assure you we shall dance through the rain, Together again and

she who brings fire to a world so cold, to her love i seem to have grown old, she who envelopes my thoughts and post them to her heart's address, i succumb to an abundance of caress, im speaking of true african woman in her walk, ngwana wa mmala wa sebilo, mosadi wa semelo, mokone wa dintshi dikgolo, her beauty is skin deep, they say her beauty is like the sun rising, but i have a different take to that,,the sun is beautiful like her when it rises, ngwana matlho a namane, mosadi wa tedu tsebeng, bontle jwa gage bo elela jaaka moedi, ngwana wa meno masweu jaaka ngwedi

I'm here to wipe away your tears, here to blanket your fears, I am here to make you happy when you feel sad, here to give you what you never had,              "look no further" I am here to finish the sentence of your life that once lost it's ink, here to refill your thoughts at no blink, I am here to shatter the iceberg that once made you sink,             "look no further" I am here to husband you when you thought you lost sight with the she in your femininity, here to restore your woman-ness gladly, sitback and enjoy the ride, I want to show you what life is like,           "look no further" I am here to show you the opposite of sorrow, fulfill today and be your  tomorrow, fill the hole when all seems bleak, give you strength when you're weak, BABE LOOK NO FURTHER

As the morrow busk in delight, I prepare self for a day that might bleak-light, Not knowing whether I can make it through, But I soldier on as I embark on a journey of the unknown, Whether the possibility of seeing my offsprings grown, Will i get to experience or will they cry at my demise for the sacrifices I've made for my beloved country, It is such a daunting experience but I find refuge in the fact that I might safe a live or two, My profession sees no danger, I dwell and succumb to fragile spaces to see to it that earthlings sees no doom, Whilst most of you are safely quarantined in your rooms, I'm here with fear that looms.

To my Love  Thank you for being the woman you are, For embracing me even when the world made a mockery of I, For holding my hand each time I thought my dreams would die, Couldn't have asked for a better alibi, You are the fragrance of my life bringing bliss to my nostrils, A true reflection of a She-Goddess that oozes angelic presence at her disposal, You are my Firefly in this world that has subjected me to eternal darkness, You illuminate my life like a torch placed under a finger, You are a serenade of a song even though I was off tune as a singer, You are my everything in this nothingness, My immortal peace in this hopelessness, My true damsel in distress, My air when my lungs seemed breathless Yours sincerely My Love ❤️

Covid19 You creeped in like a thief in the night, Forced us into confined spaces and left the earth in fright, Our fate is sealed in your presence, We are even gobsmacked by their idea of having to soak our hands, Cant touch my face, My nose, My mouth. Many who have failed to adhere to your embrace have fallen victim, Their demise was met early like a grown man with low libido, Can't help but shake the feeling that you are here to stay, But like breast reduction i just had to piece this out my chest hey, Mass graves are the order of the day, Kids orphaned, women widowed and the whole entire world is left in limbo, Where are we supposed to go? We are caged like barbaric animals, While you eat us from the inside like cannibals, Noses congested and our respiratory system is infested with your clog like a broken drain, Lungs have no room to breathe but only scream in pain, We stay in hope our medical researchers can find a remedy, Until then we shall dance in your reign, Bu

A Poet With Cracked Heels I have lived to walk miles with barren feet, A dead sole of barefoot that clumsily went bleak, Regardless of journeys that seemed blanketed by sorrow he never succumb to defeat, Prolonged into his journey of writing like infants manifested by hunger, Motherly instincts kicked in he would never let his thirst go to slumber, Without any sort of quench, He desired to drink from its endless pouring of blisters just to ease his thirst, Feet were bleeding through pages of life, Like scraping a smooth skin with a blunt knife, The agony thereof lingered in he couldn't write, Took a left turn but he knew writing was the right he could forever plaster through notepads of life, His will was over shadowed by a journey of a thousand miles, Pen held in his hand, he no longer writes but let's the ink overflow with bleed, The agonizing talent of his abilities could be felt like Braille to blind people, He was no hero because his writes have offspringed not

Kayxtrodinaire (dedicated to Katlego) Let me speak of a man who has an arsenal of knowledge at his disposal, A Boah Constrictor who milked wisdom from the old sage.. An era of greatness that has never been heard... Allow me to speak of him before we could bring roses that will eventually tilt at his doom, Details of he come in finer prints,let me encrypt and if not the earthlings will succumb to zoom, Im speaking of a man of stature,a clash of titan wisery, One who utters grace effortlessly like an infant delivered from misery, This is no ordinary mere mortal but a gift from our forefathers, The ones who walked this crusty surface before us... If the need to appease ever arises, allow me to burn incense before him, They say we measure a man by his abilities to resolve unresolved issues at ease, But this one right here remedies war and wreaks of peace, Allow me to celebrate the last of his kind before he goes extinct. A true visionary,no abra kadabras even magic swears his a

In Her Slumber As I take a glimpse into her face and body blanketed by nothing but silk sheets, I get an array of thoughts that could swelter through her glistening smiles that is slapped across faces, Such beauty sends shivers through one's spine like you just had a brawl with Subzero(Mortal Kombat) I get enveloped in that space,a Quantum realm that is administered by rose petals, She drives me crazy,,,i call her automobile throttled paddles, A lullaby sight that transports my mind through time and space, She is gorge redefined im talking calf eyes, Cant help but get lost in a fraze of her stare, Im clutching through intense emotions as i jot down this sedition, A rare gem indeed,a fine drink distilled to perfection, One of a kind edition Allow me to get lost in this life-thing with you medarlings, You are cross-needled to perfection,garment me in your slumber, Cardigan my soul with warmth that could literally send the whole existence into sweltering conditions, She is

The Rising Phoenix I rose above ashes,cremated character that bounced back from its demise, Kept my roll on like a dice, i hit 5.2 & 6.5 to claim my rightful place even though it almost costed me my live, They say everything in life comes at a price, I sure purchased my one way ticket like an abused wife, But i rose above it all like a phoenix, With my head held high and grimace on my face like muddy pigs, My attitude needed a fix,that was very evident in the circumstances forsaken by my actions, but i kept the will still to see this mission at its completion, I wasn't about to give up on you poetry, When you've given me so much like a mind that can bind words,though my feathers were wet you gave me flight of very brave birds, Poetry you are my refuge!!!

Spaced in your Space Allow me to confine my being to your very delightful self,I might come off as short with words like an elf,but if I do stutter please let this sedition of words truly explain what Fofo's about,i've had my fair share of doubts,but never in my wildest dream did i ever begin to dream such a barren dream,it gives birth to no joy,its pain lingers through self like a guillottine effect,sickle through my arteries,cut me deep im your victim... Blame me not for i haved loved the love that loves you lovingly my loveliest princess,was i wrong to have ever came to love the love that loved you with this very love that rest in my love-nest?question looms through spaces like i have been lovically abused by the thought of love that only loved itself lovingly,i was abused...Am I next???

Love From Afar Seeing you love him really destroys my very self, knowing i could love you way better than he could ever imagine,,,its like a guillottine just went through my very neck and my heart came shorter than a lost elf, I love you with every fibre that is of me, He could never amount nor surpass the feelings that i would literally pour from my heart's flow, you belong in my space,rather than that of his that confines the beauty that you so blatantly possess, He doesn't know how to love you right,the only love he has ever shown was pulps of bruises on your face, well i'd do my utmost best and love you rightly right with my might to a point where grimace is a mockery to forbidden smiles on your face, You are truly a force of gorgeousness to be reckoned with, But what do beasts know about such? They know absolutely nothing except to rejoice when your face tilt like a rose, i on the other hand i'll water your garden so that your world can bloom with nothi

A Letter To Self Dear Me I see you have worked tirelessly to see your dreams meet reach,,, But each time you put your foot in a field of harvest your reaps seems so bleak,,, Yes you possess a very rare gift,,, But what becomes of a gift if it falls on deaf ears?? You are yet to see your sparkle but like whisky you need to mature with years,,, Perhaps you have just planted seeds in an unfertile soil,,, It burns like magma that has reached its boil,,, But knowing self i wont give in,i'll keep fight to write my writes with every might in my being,,, I am art and art is me its the air i seldom find self breathin,i might meet many losses but whats a few setbacks if i have bagged so many winnings? I am force to be reckoned with and my penability oozes inks that never dry out,,, You dont know me yet but you have the culpable audacity to utter what im about? Well Fofo is an avalanche of talent,,, A song that wakens dead rhythms so that your happy feet can dance,,, This is no ma

The Skyline As i gaze at the Skyline I catch a glimpse of nature's beauty, Its brag washes upon my face like a fountain falling, Oozes ultra-violets that vanish through clouds like a healer who scolded his calling, God's natural wallpaper standing against skies walling, Such utter grace needs to be captured with mastered artistry, delight in its delicacy like a contest of food critics at a culinary, It slowly melts down as I watch away, A beautiful sight of the sun-ray, I could foverer image its gorgeousness in my memory loft,brisk with a bit of sandy shades and flickering clouds so soft, The Skyline

Rib of my Ribs 😍😍😍 Lend me your ears so I can speak of a Queen, One who quenches the thirst of dry faces with her grim, Im talking about beauty that surpasses that of a day in the brink of dawn, One that serenades melodies of a beautiful chord, Im talking sweet melanin glow of an African Princess,our very own African Cinderella,The brave Pocahantas who oozes triumph from every bit of her fibre,the sweetness that lingers through her lips that mocks the very honey in the hive, Im talking about a woman with eyes that glows way brighter than a sight of a big bang, One who sends shivers through my feet like an athlete who just ran,such beauty the world was never ever ready to comprehend

The Guillotine Effect Pants dont fit,these emotions aren't tailor made nor a cut above the rest, Been cracking my mind like a two year old trying to figure a rubics,what law is this if one cant do it on both sides.physics?perhaps mathematics? But regardless i resort to pen my thoughts and my tears bleeds through notepads, Feels like its that time of the month and the tissue wipes have become bloody like diaper pads, Im buried six feet under with thoughts flactuating through space that i cant make sense of sense, questions of self,loom through my mind asking when did Tshwarelo become such an ass?im not talking about a donkey but an ass in literal sense, I hope in time you'll find it in your heart to forgive me for them things i should've put to practice, Afterall im only human and one has never lived until they make a mistake, a lot is at stake,but let it not be the love that you have for me to part-take... Im sorry for ever being a deliquent and selfish of my sl

Momentarily Tomorrow brings no guarantees so allow me to excersize my right to affectionately be in your presence this very morrow, Please do away with getting this as falsified,yes its okay to make future plans but living in this moment makes more sense than a promised tomorrow, That is of no gurantee to mere mortals like us,i could literally wake up the next with a jinxed gps,in a different place,space and time would i ask telepathy to have to borrow?me what i once lost because i was happily preparing for tommorrow? No let me be in this moment,experience you fully so i could rid me of what could become sorrow... I love you now and thats unshakeable like a bond of raw sex,tomorrow isn't promised but if it comes i'll still be here to love you like today never left...i hope this in time will make perfect sense!!!

Let Me Write Let me write and free my spirit through these inks, Find self in this unforgiving world of sin,,, Let me write about my roots to envelope thoughts that come from within,,, Because of writes that's where i draw inspiration and a sense of living... Let me write to embrace my ancenstors,not neccessarily to appease but bring peace to dead souls with a pen at ease,,, Let me soothe your thirst because my poetry quenches even the driest of throats,,,should you find in you to tittle my write as GOAT,,,then so be it because these are the type of writes that wont succumb to ghost,, But effortlessly get you through trouble times when you need them the most,, So when you feel like your heart has froze,engulf your being in my very writes and melt like butter on toast,,, Let me write my writes on this writing,allow me to right because writing is all i have ever known since i couldn't stand right!!!

Screams I hear cries cried by a crowd that longs for clarity of what has befallen within their space, A once ran race, has now came back to haunt them on their very space, What happens when the so called law clouds us with judgement thats unfavourable to their citizens? They retaliate in order to blanket their fears and those that could fall victims, Question, questions! That needs to be answered but no soul is held accountable, But instead freed to spaces that could be hazardous to future infants, Infact! We scream and cry agony but none of our cries has been heard! What are we to become if such horrific'ness has been bestowed in us, fear has subjected us to its embrace, Brace, ourselves because whatever will come of this fate will never see a light of day but instead we will scream in grace!!

Cocoon I am succumbed in a confined space forced into isolation, Like a homosexual trapped in the closet im yet to express my sexuality to a barren nation, But i still have a long way til i can voice out my exclamation, What has befallen unto mankind that makes it seem like an apocalyptic commotion? I shall remain in my cocoon for the suggested period and wait for my freedom gestation to be effect, Infact i cant seem to shake the feeling that i would probably see the day i'd rejoice in dance, But instead what i anticipate is nothing but a cruel death, Allow me to speak because these could be the very last voice my pen can ink, It could be the very last of my freedom to sail before it sinks, It could be my last see in a gaze of stare so allow me to wink, It could be the very last piece that is clear before my lens filters tilt, As i go to cocoon mode remind me of what it was like to have lived, To have breathed, To have known what it was like before this sudden pandemic,

Euphoric (capture me in your scent) Engulf me in your fiery scent so i could abundantly burn in desire, Dress me with flowers so i could be in the embrace of your scent's attire, Connected is my soul to your arteries like appliances to socket wires, You bring life and meaning to taste, An unexplainable aura of smells like scattered fate, I would probably die in your arms at this rate, Beauty so rare even flowers have grown to hate, You are the essence of euphoria that succumbs souls searching for meaning, The A to the O,the end and the stench that had a deeper meaning from the beginning, You are clarity when the air seemed so bleak, I can't help but get devoured in your chambers like an offspring born weak, You are truly indeed one of a kind in a million kinds, The drive of your scent can awaken dead Gods make an African earthling have the desire to appease, You raise white flags for a barren field of human hazard to bring peace, Your smell is a pandemic and absolut

The Journey Moved up to a new area and mum found a job at a factory/1 day when she was coming home she stormed into jeopardy,broken leg/so she couldnt go to work anymore,i couldn't contemplate so i started bangin ma head/i knew right there that the bin would be empty,no bread/ 2002 must've been the hardest because I was starting to get introduced to a new way of living/ Had to stay high all the time to pardon the meaning of existing/ Grade 9 student fell victim to drugs,had to start stealing/ Carried on like it was normal,at least i was doing something/ Almost quitted,til i got arrested but i was pardoned because i was still a juvenile/ Mum had tears in her eyes,was like Fofo is this how you repay me for going an extra mile? I couldn't care because that cannabis was speaking a different language,so i stared at her for a while/ Went back to school and everyone looked at me like i was juvenile deliquent/but fuck them,they never knew the pain i had to