Sunday, May 18, 2008

BLACK CAPACHINO AND SPANISH COCKTAIL (DEAR SDUDLA SAMI)

Four o’clock in the morning
Fresh from the evil nightmares
Fist thing in my mind
Was the thought of my black capachino
Spanish cocktail the queen of my thoughts
Loving thee is a daily operation
Loving thee is my only duty
I would never let u go never let u go
I guess pitch black was right
In the name of love I swear
The word beauty is a copy
The shadow of your giant high budget beauty
Your curves dimples top notch boobs
Got me writings in tongues
Like platinum shares
My love is trading at record high
Black capachino Spanish cocktail
I am searching for the right words
But still the words were not there
There words are gone
Is it because I could crush the words
Like Swazi weed
And write till the pages bleed
Yes I am in love indeed
I mean love love love
Hence I wrote a letter
To my Black capachino and Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)
Queen of my thoughts my African dream

Every time I pick up a pen
The church bells rings
That means my love is so holly dejavu
I think I once told you so
Like Pavarotti‘s voice
I would take thee top the Promised Land
U better call me Moses
Like Pavarotti and berry white voices
My god blessed poetic verses
Would find a space in your heart
To all this top notch low budget stockers
Their love is like a radio station without frequency
While mine rocks the airwaves
Like Mugabe on a for month holiday
With Tony Blair their love
Is mere fantasy far from reality?
No their love is like seven lines sonnet
With seven more missing
Their story is incomplete
What else can I say the can not compete
Cause every time I pick up a pen
It is guaranteed I would drop a bomb
And bring their world and hopes to the down low like the American twin towers
Off course not u capachino I would bring u flowers

Black capachino and Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)
Me without love
Is like World Bank without dollar notes
To all this boyfriends wannabees
Actually I should be saying this for the last time
They seem not to understand
Your attention is off limit
Let’s just face it
They should back off and resist
They should know by now your love is undemocratic

Moreover your world could not cater
The whole universe
Its only limited to the two of us
So if your love is a cross
I would be Jesus
Black capachino Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)
Remember first time I saw u we were at church
The reverend gave me this ugly look
The aim was to search for god
Somehow I ended up searching for love
But still god is love
And love is god
I guess your love brought me closer to god
All in all the chemistry is blessed
Like a champion I have done my part
I should just step back and kiss myself
Back cappuccino Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)

Appreciation in advance by Master
The days of loneliness and agony
Are gone
Nowadays my sky is blue
The princess has finally arrive
African goddess sister excellence
The carbon copy of raw beauty
Loving thee it’s my only duty
Finally true love is floating around
Like shaka ruling America
I am just living a strange dream
No I went overboard taking it to the extreme
Calling thee my vanilla ice cream
The romantic gods had smiled on me
Tough poetry I smiled on you
This is long overdue
I mean you are the morning due
That’s gives me hope for a better day
Like king Solomon endless wives
My poetry got more lines
To depict my richness from within
Like gold mines
With the blue sky and stars just know
The heavenly angels are holding a candle for us
Its Emanuel the lord is on our side
Welcome to my world
The golden world painted with paradise poetry
The love of milk and honey
U better called it Canaan
What else can I say?
Welcome to my kissing piano
Face to face we stand
My lips would playing the keyboard
Its pure chemistry
Or better still attraction of opposite forces
Like john from the sinking ship
To fish belly
I am on god assignment
To take u from the world of the wicked
I could walk trough life
With a smile in my face
With my iron shoulder
It is guaranteed you got a shoulder to cry on
My chest the comfort zone to ease your fears
I could tell my love trough her tears
Me without thee
Is like Shakespeare grammatical words
Without thee
My writings are parallel to Shakespeare ink
That means I could match the legend pound to pound
The logic is my poetry has grown in leaps and bound
Hence my love is at record high
Like gold stocks in pounds
Real talk is I haven’t met u yet
U are not here nor there
It’s just a daydream I wish to share
Like Shakespeare
Trough poetry my feelings and views I air
Yes its just appreciation in advance

BLACK CAPACHINO AND SPANISH COCKTAIL (DEAR SDUDLA SAMI) by GRANDMASTER

Was the thought of my black capachino
Spanish cocktail the queen of my thoughts
Loving thee is a daily operation
Loving thee is my only duty
I would never let u go never let u go
I guess pitch black was right
In the name of love I swear
The word beauty is a copy
The shadow of your giant high budget beauty
Your curves dimples top notch boobs
Got me writings in tongues
Like platinum shares
My love is trading at record high
Black capachino Spanish cocktail
I am searching for the right words
But still the words were not there
There words are gone
Is it because I could crush the words
Like Swazi weed
And write till the pages bleed
Yes I am in love indeed
I mean love love love
Hence I wrote a letter
To my Black capachino and Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)
Queen of my thoughts my African dream

Every time I pick up a pen
The church bells rings
That means my love is so holly dejavu
I think I once told you so
Like Pavarotti‘s voice
I would take thee top the Promised Land
U better call me Moses
Like Pavarotti and berry white voices
My god blessed poetic verses
Would find a space in your heart
To all this top notch low budget stockers
Their love is like a radio station without frequency
While mine rocks the airwaves
Like Mugabe on a for month holiday
With Tony Blair their love
Is mere fantasy far from reality?
No their love is like seven lines sonnet
With seven more missing
Their story is incomplete
What else can I say the can not compete
Cause every time I pick up a pen
It is guaranteed I would drop a bomb
And bring their world and hopes to the down low like the American twin towers
Off course not u capachino I would bring u flowers

Black capachino and Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)
Me without love
Is like World Bank without dollar notes
To all this boyfriends wannabees
Actually I should be saying this for the last time
They seem not to understand
Your attention is off limit
Let’s just face it
They should back off and resist
They should know by now your love is undemocratic

Moreover your world could not cater
The whole universe
Its only limited to the two of us
So if your love is a cross
I would be Jesus
Black capachino Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)
Remember first time I saw u we were at church
The reverend gave me this ugly look
The aim was to search for god
Somehow I ended up searching for love
But still god is love
And love is god
I guess your love brought me closer to god
All in all the chemistry is blessed
Like a champion I have done my part
I should just step back and kiss myself
Back cappuccino Spanish cocktail (dear sdudla Sámi)

Appreciation in advance
The days of loneliness and agony
Are gone
Nowadays my sky is blue
The princess has finally arrive
African goddess sister excellence
The carbon copy of raw beauty
Loving thee it’s my only duty
Finally true love is floating around
Like shaka ruling America
I am just living a strange dream
No I went overboard taking it to the extreme
Calling thee my vanilla ice cream
The romantic gods had smiled on me
Tough poetry I smiled on you
This is long overdue
I mean you are the morning due
That’s gives me hope for a better day
Like king Solomon endless wives
My poetry got more lines
To depict my richness from within
Like gold mines
With the blue sky and stars just know
The heavenly angels are holding a candle for us
Its Emanuel the lord is on our side
Welcome to my world
The golden world painted with paradise poetry
The love of milk and honey
U better called it Canaan
What else can I say?
Welcome to my kissing piano
Face to face we stand
My lips would playing the keyboard
Its pure chemistry
Or better still attraction of opposite forces
Like john from the sinking ship
To fish belly
I am on god assignment
To take u from the world of the wicked
I could walk trough life
With a smile in my face
With my iron shoulder
It is guaranteed you got a shoulder to cry on
My chest the comfort zone to ease your fears
I could tell my love trough her tears
Me without thee
Is like Shakespeare grammatical words
Without thee
My writings are parallel to Shakespeare ink
That means I could match the legend pound to pound
The logic is my poetry has grown in leaps and bound
Hence my love is at record high
Like gold stocks in pounds
Real talk is I haven’t met u yet
U are not here nor there
It’s just a daydream I wish to share
Like Shakespeare
Trough poetry my feelings and views I air
Yes its just appreciation in advance

UMZANSI NGISAZOWUSHUKUMISA by Isishimane

Sekunyuka iminyakanyaka ngithi ngiyakunyakazisa
ngithi ngiyakunyonyobela khona uzoxakaziseka
kepha wena uyangixaka nje ngob’ungitshela inyakanyaka
Ungixolele uma kuwukuthi ngiyangxambukela
Noma ungazama ukungixukuza uthi uyangixakazisa
ngeke ngikuxebuke

Ukuthi inhliziyo yami ixakekile
Angisakwazi ngisho ukuxoxa okungaphakathi
enhliziyweni yami ngoba wena uzongixoxa bese
uyangixokiza nyi nyi nyi nyi nxi...
bese kuxoveka inhliziyo yami
Uyazi angiqondile ukukubangela izixakaxaka,
angiqonde kukuxaka
kodwa wena walokhu uzixaka uzixukuza nje
ngoba uyasazi isixazululo salengxoxo … uthando

Hey bafethu kunalomntwana engimfunayo
engifuna ayithole yonke into ayifunayo
ngesikhathi asithandayo ngoba konke nginakho;
Umlomo … soxoxa ngothando,
Ibhayisikili ngizomuhambisa emajukujukwini okujula
kwenhliziyo yami, uthando ngizomuthanda.
Uma ngingase ngimuthole ophezulu wongithethelela
ngoba for sure ngizowuphula umuthetho owodwa
kwelishumi.

Pho ngizokwenzenjani?
Ngoba nonke nina majita niyabanjwa niyabamba kusuka
ezimbanjeni udilike njalo uze ufike edawa.
Hey bafethu akeningimbuleleni izimfihlo zenu
Hey bafethu akeningivuleleni izimfihlo zenu
Nami ngiyafuna ukubhukula ngihambe ngimamatheka,
ngihleka "sthandwa sami"nyi..hi..hi..hi …ngisineka
nothandiweyo wami.
Pho ngizomutholaphi ngoba ngiphethwe isifo esingalapheki?
... ngiphethwe isifo esingalapheki
… ngiphethwe ubushimane,

Hey bafethu musani ukungisukela, hey bafethu musani
ukungibiza ngesishimane ngoba mina ngiziphethe kahle
Hhayi ngoba ubushimane bumi ngenxa …
angiphethwe ubushimane

Hey bafethu musani ukungisukela, hey bafethu musani
ukungibiza ngesishimane ngoba ngizothi uma sengishoshela
sengimushela lomntwana nizoshwabana nizoqala
nilokhu ningishalazela abanye benu boze bavukwe umona
baze bafune ukungishaya

Phela lomntwana angisamusheli ngoba ngiyabona
ngizogcina sengishelela.
Okungcono angimushova … shove nale nkulumo
mhlambe uzosho into ezongishukumisa

Hey bafethu umzansi ngisazowushukumisa

Kusazoshuba uma sengishosholoza nalomtwana
esefake umshuqulo wasekhaya
Nofisa ngisho ukumushutha uma esenehlulile esenishukile
Nithi niyamucharma.

Hey bafethu umzansi ngisazowushukumisa

Shh … shh … shh thulani vele ngoba anazi ngisazoshosholoza
nale nkondlo; leli vangeli ngisazolishumayela ngalenkondlo
Kophela zonke izinkulumo, koba khona ukugedla kwamazinyo
uma sesifakana imilomo sixoxa ngefuture bese kuba
njeya kuphinde kube njeya bese siyajikajika siphinde
sijikajike kube angathi omunye wethu uphuze
ijiki kanti cha siyajikilana nje

Hey bafethu umzansi ngisazowushukumisa

Ngisazohamba ngihambe, ngishone ngivumbuke
noze nithi nine shobolo kanti cha ngasho ngathi
oshukumayo asibhej’ishumi
Lomntwana ngeke aphunyule ngizombamba

Hey bafethu umzansi ngisazowushukumisa

But not for now, for now I will forever, ever be isishimane
Because I shall never be umashiyakukhalwa
Hey ezweni kushubile ikakhulukazi uma ushoshela ngasemzansi
Okungcono ngibe isishimane khona umashayabhuqe ungeke
ungishobozele.
Intsha ivukelwe … uthando olungayi ndawo

Hey bafethu umzansi ngisazowushukumisa

Thursday, May 1, 2008

YMCA

Monday was another hectic day ... anyway it passes
Tuesday I play this tune until I dream a poem
I cross my legs, copy and paste my thoughts
to this page with the help of this pen ... thank you pen
The stomach unfulfilled, the mind filled ... with these swords

of poetic words
No need to waste my money at KFC King of Fake Chips

because YMCA is a Yorghut Mixed with Cold Aquelle
so it all ingredients mixed in one rather than one piece for R1O.

I read that, rehearse this Wednesday not a wedding day it is a
day of poetry day homie mind your business
ngimbongi ngiyahaya, ngumrapper I rape the words with mercy
You listen to my words your head shakes in disconcert ...

hell I don't care

It freedom of expression through the spoken word
These are my words hear? So you accomplish your mission

YMCA- Your. Mission. of Compliance. is Accomplished.
It Wednesday youngster it an open mic
at YMCA.

I'm a comedian I view you with a joking eye
what are you wearing?
A fake jean so you are fake... no no the joke
isn't funny but I'm goin to YMCA homie
Perhaps I'll get hold of one woman

Come on boyfriend let got YMCA
you'll get what you want afterwards

time's runnin' let's go ....