From Sounds of Love

“Warnings may not sound like love
Love may sound like warnings.”

I leave you with these words from a poem of mine called Sounds of Love. It is time for me to work on my music but I will still visit you. I will post a new poem in May; so in the meantime, why not discover one extra poem.

You are free to choose peace and love. :)

Pray for Spring

Warm gentle rays
Briefly unclench the concrete town
Winter draining into the swollen underearth
Whose bowels digest the dark of your discontent
But who am I to mistake your magnificence
Your cool air invigorating life’s purpose
Oh lift me up
Once more.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.