Between sheets

Between laws there are criminals
Upgrading them
Between time in space there events
Dying with emptiness
Between sheets, you will find words
Just words, words……

Reality

Like margin lines in a paper

On what is on the top line

Cannot be understood by the last line

Between them cloned statues of ice

Resisting liquid within their eyes

So maybe they can vomit stones

With comfort, not in brown nor black

in sky gray with LOVE to HATE


Sifiso Motha

Addiction

It is the mistake made by the sun
Together with stars of the rock
The fault made by birds of the day
The reason why stones cannot
Agree to our food no matter
How hungry we are
Its only because these things are addicted

Sifiso Motha

Father

Your son gave birth to you
From the infant meaning
Initiated reasoning within you
Burned eyes absorbing light
To crate you on gold

Suffocating moments to stop
Making time so that you
Can exist without presence
And wouldn’t be to be a matter

He committed suicide through
Tape of streams in the moon
To confirm your invisibility
And vomit his past in to you

You’ve been fed diamonds
So that finally became
A cipher philosophy that can
Be only deciphered by me

Now you are my father
Lead me to those lands
On which the last chapter
Of those diamonds tale is written

SD Motha

Akuzange kubencono

Babengabahambi balomhlaba
Bazi izindawo namazwe ngamagama
Babeligudagude baze bayovinjwa ulwandle
Befun’ impil’ eyayibamilisile emandulweni
Begogodile imiqansa nemehlelo yalelizwe
Isisekelo sobubona sahlala siwutalagu
Ngenxa yababekubonile ........

Nakub’ imvemane zazigcwele izinkalo
Izimbali zembathe amathaf’ uyaca
Amafa oyisemkhulu egcwele enegezintaba
Ububona abuzange bubuyele kubona
Ngisho nakanye ukuba izinhliziyo zabo
Zincibikale, ziphuphum’ intokozo
Ngenxa yabekwazi........Akuzange kubencono


Baba yihlaya lezinyoni ezizweni
Ubuzwe babo babumbozwe yizintuli
Ababezibuthile kuhambokazi lakwamhlaba
Bazakhela amaxhokovan’ emiqondweni
Ukuze bagcine ububona,
Kodw, elihle ligcwal’ izibungu
Lomhlab’ awuzange waba yikhaya kumavaka
Konke kwafana nayizolo
Ngenxa yababekufundile........

Sifiso Motha

When the earth smells of nothing

Two days was a long time since time had stopped
Trying to wake fossils of dinosaurs to give life
Portraying how well yin and yang fits laws of universe
Maybe not how bad time affects our dreams

Greater than everything ever come to our minds
When rest guided every step we make to the end
Oh God not today, we always pray
Hope use to collect every drop of blood
Oozing from our conscious wound

In angelic state it ride demon horse
Traveling billion light years due gravity
To the core of the evil core of the earth
And wait to erupt in volcano form
In millions centuries to come

I could love you more but I chose not to

Even on time machine
Moving at ten decade per second
The cant be a grave on the sky
Sometimes on Monday no pig can fly

Your hands are caves of Namaqualand
Use to protect me from wolfs and eagles
But I can’t count snakes that call you father
Brilliance in your brain more than fair in a
On an ox skin, used to embrace me, it used to
Be my ground to plot wars to come
Even we are separated with so much distance
I can still break the wall and swallow the distance
To reach your heart and geminate that seed
But I choose not to

To the one who carries universe in her womb
I use to se you when both we were transparent
Until to a day when dust rebuild be with iron
I never saw you again, the mud am carrying is heavy
I can’t reach you anymore and choose not to

To the flower I picked up next to the road
While I was on the journey looking for a way
It attracted me far away from distant hills
It cached pulled, controlled me by signals
Until to a place where it absorbed my dreams
And reflected them on the sky, on that time galaxies applause
I suck it to get back my dreams but they were not alone
Together with honey I swallow them until I was blind
There are chances that I could blinder than I am
But I chose not to, because there are lots of them,
Lot like looking for a way like I was

Sifiso Motha

Addiction

Is the mistake made by the sun
Together with stars of the rock
The fault made by birds of the day
The reason why stones cannot
Agree to our food no matter
How hungry we are
Is only because these things are addicted

He writes

He wrote the strings of his time
At the birth of waterfalls
Long before moutains rise

He wrote writen joy with his tear
Only to prove the unwritten love
In his liquid tounge

He wrote nightmares of his ancerstors
On whiteboads to erect monuments
Of their legacy

He wrote
Paralysed songs
Over his footprints
Enving tears he cried
Today all is gone
Revised self got wings
Yearning to fly

So now he writes Poetry

When I am a writer

I change like seasons of the year

To complete circle of this confusion

When I am made a writer

When the rain is over, even the mighty storm

My mind left in a desert again

Lonely in fruitless moments

Gaining strength from my sour blood

That come trough rivers that

Has been blocked by dead woods

I was watching them as they fall

From my eyelids, there were not pens

I couldn’t build a poem with them

When I called a writer

I walk in misty theories of this day

And celebrate my life beyond mysteries

My mission remain prohibited in living

For every footprint was blowed by wind

Before the rain can come to strengthen them

When I am a writer

I will create my own universe

So that nothing will be removed

With its peaceful worlds

To protect voices those are lost

Those in captive and exile

Even those still to exist

Sifiso Motha