Treasure Island

Musa Ndhlovu

(1994 April 04 / SOUTH AFRICA MPUMALANGA)

As Much As I Hate Confirming


As much as I hate confirming
The fact that I am falling in
Love with you. Not to mention
The feeling that I am feeling
In your absence. It's like you
Are a quicksand, the more I
Wiggle, the more I sink into
You. Running away from you is
Like running away from myself,
You are always in my heart,
Running in my mind, spinning
My world around. Controlling the
Weather, changing my dark-days,
Making every hour great for me.

As much as I hate confirming
The fact that I am missing you,
Makes me to think of doing one
Thing which is thinking of you.
The distance is always covered by
My thoughts about you. It's like
They bring you close to me: I
Feeling like I am in your mist.
Oh woman, how can I show you
The love I have for you? For my
Ways are so lame compared to
The love I have for you, and I
Mean you alone I will love and
Cherish every night after day.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, November 13, 2013

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  • Melikhaya Zagagana (9/3/2014 3:44:00 PM)

    Nice poem homes keep it up, appreciate every comment made but don't rely on them; never know who wants up or down. I like it. (Report) Reply

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