POETRY:WOUNDS BY BHEKUMUZI KUBHEKA.

Love wounds,

it hurts at first.

heart.jpg

then it gets num.

the heart bleeds.

the mind says its owk.

then you forget.

death wounds,

it hurts at first.

then it gets num.

the picture stays clear.

they problem is that you’ll never see or hear from the dead

cut wounds

it hurts at first

then you bleed

then you screem as loud as you can

then after some time its start to heal

mixed wounds

they all hurt at first

they are all deep

painful

in this world we live in death comes unexpected

love quit too soon

knife cuts too deep

wounds leave us painful no wound ever cracked a joke

 

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