No Love Collaboration With Donald Kuutsi & Gaylord Munemo Poem by Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini

[DONALD KUUTSI]
Thoughts stuck inside the maze
Locked in solitude,
Reminiscing about the permanent scars left by love

[SAKHILE DLAMINI]
Night with fight of no light
Dark of no bright scared of height
Flourished of darkness
Misleading of truth leading in blackness
The slave master of heart, so heartless
That love in a zone fade melodies
Un-confounded creating enemies
Brought back to life the enemies
Splitting of blood in my hommies
That breaks up on apart the families
That great loss, leave let in pennies

[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
What happened to the grey clouds?
I assumed the rain would pour,
I believed our love could flow

[DONALD KUUTSI]
Philter exhaled from the lungs,
Pulse rate of the heart & auscultations
Open the wounds in my heart,
Whispers from the heart,
Fake smiles,
Plastic smiles

[SAKHILE DLAMINI]
Suicidal rises in morning
Left behind friends in mourning
Regression altogether to burning
Regrets, why this global warming
Strikes in heart with non-welcome
Hesitate in a same side does ones to come
Here we take all the same side
In happiness we blame hates
In trauma we blame love

[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
What happened to the red roses?
I alleged our plant could live long,
I rumored its stem was strong

[DONALD KUUTSI]
Reflecting on the mirrors of my mind,
Memories engraved at the back of my mind,
Reminiscing vividly, Shadows of the deceivers,
Lunging to stab my back,
Blind folding the vision,
All l see is glitters,
Not shining diamonds,

[SAKHILE DLAMINI]
Yes love! “No love”
That come one sided naked
That kills on ones till faded
That fills the joy of hatred
That coward as a rain in wind
That senseless in rain and winter
That converts all summers to winter
That control cold as ice in winter
That powerless as rises in weaker
Taking a man down as weaker

[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
What happened to my beautiful garden?
I thought I saw it greenest,
I thought I saw you happiest

[DONALD KUUTSI]
Beautiful flowers,
Decorated with deceiving colours, Serpents hiding,
Ready to strike and Spit
Paralyzing the heart with scars
Extinguishing the vision of love,
Leaving a trace of no love

[SAKHILE DLAMINI]
Crying women in pillow
Reside and leave the hole willow
Remembrance of hate as a fellow
Sitting in the sun yes it yellow
Better be alive say “hellow”
Groaning, screaming their bellow
No love, even in the edge of morello

[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
Your posture was deceit without respect,
Wilful and schemed, philosophy in retrospect,
Master in words, novice in intellect,
Did our hope varnish in thin oblivion,
Pity our beach sunset love affair,
We wrote our future on the sand,
Falling to our side, sea waters had no mercy,
Gone without a traceable trait,
More love, the dream of the blind man,
No love, the sight of a dreaming man,
Historians shall so author the fate,
Poets shall so utter the state,
Along came a witness so late,
Behold all the love had left.