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the_good_guy
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
6th Aug 2014 4:24pm

Her name translates to hope


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the_good_guy
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
29th May 2014 4:42pm

Hermaphrodite

In the village of Phashasha just outside the Free State province, was a girl by the name of Salome. A drop dead gorgeous ultra violet sun ray absorbing magnificent girl. A face like a movie star. A body like moist clay. A voice like a gentle summer breeze. Of all the sisters in the family, all two of them, she was her mother’s pride and her mother would tell her so.

Salome was from a big family. Her father was married to her mother but he had mistresses all over the village. This meant she not only had her older sister Lerato and younger brother Khazi, but at least 7 half-brothers...
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the_good_guy
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd May 2014 3:43pm

STAY INSIDE ME

Stay inside me. Don’t pull out. Lie to me. Just for tonight. I’m weary of strange company. Your spirit is so familiar. We sync with each other so comfortably. I need you when you’re gone. Dancing for reptilian mammals in a smoke filled room. Disco lights disorientating my morals I see their eyes in flashes. Calling me by my body as I caress the pole. Wearing the tiniest outfit to satisfy their lustful fantasies. Turning on the face of seduction to turn them on. To make them believe these sensations are real. Building false attraction which will lead to my rent being paid. Food on the table....
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the_good_guy
STORY POEM
Published
22nd May 2014 2:14pm

The story of Nkebe (names and locations have been changed)

Nkebe was an ordinary high school girl from South Springs in the East Rand region of Gauteng. Her mother was a traditional healer and her father worked in the mines so he was hardly ever around. She fancied herself in a life of opulence and so naturally behaved in accordance with such. Things didn’t quite turn out that way though. She met Asiphelele, a street wise young man who’s father passed on while he was still a child. His father was a man of different tastes which led to bastard children by an assortment of women. The family feud which ensued led to the older children getting scattered...
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the_good_guy
DARK POEM
Published
21st May 2014 2:17pm

BUBBLE

I used to live in a bubble. A dark, slimy bubble. Too dark to pop because I couldn’t see where  I was. Lost, in my own bubble of dark slime. It wasn’t so bad in the beginning. Don’t get me wrong. It was shiny and pure then. Lots of sparkles and rainbows. Smiles and hugs and kisses and compliments. It was a bright, bubbly bubble. Like sunshine. Then the darkness came. It came with slime to insulate the blackness of the dark. It covered the sunshine so quickly I didn’t have time to run, or to scream or yell. It came too quick, Like Pompei. From nowhere I was dragging my heels, couldn’t lift...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st May 2014 2:15pm

COMMITMENTS

I am binded by commitments of love. Internally my system convulses with heartbeats. A sucker for promises and a keeper of truths. Defined by my passions and sacrifices for all of you. Only one can keep me above water. The rest of you drown me in sorrow that you’ll never know. My ocean of tears keeps me afloat. I can only love. There’s nothing more I ask for. I give it my all and more but only one truly deserves me. So the rest of you must stop interrupting. Stop getting in the way. Move over, make way. My progress is not yours to control but for my love to decide. My heart is a palace and it...
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the_good_guy
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th May 2014 7:43pm

Letter from my baby

Baby with the little experience that I have, I always thought that guys were all the same and that I wouldn't find someone who would appreciate me for me and not the features I have or the way I look. Well I always thought that I wasn't good enough until I met you. I can't explain the joy I have in my heart because its something I have never felt before. I have come to a point where I totally don't want to feel perfect but be my clumsy self. When I'm with you I feel valuable and appreciated, something I feel when I'm only with my family... I can now say that you are my pillar of strength, my...
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the_good_guy
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Sep 2013 3:15pm

conversation with my ex

9/17/2013 21:54: Me: I feel sad because u myt tnk I'm tryna change u
9/17/2013 21:54: Me: I feel angry because u don't wanna give it a try.
9/17/2013 21:54: Me: I feel afraid because I myt stop loving u 4 ds lame reason of style, neatness and cleanliness, hygiene to sum it up
9/17/2013 21:54: Me: I feel afraid that I myt just fall 4 him, he huz asking me out n has all the above
9/17/2013 21:54: Me: I feel ashamed and embarrassed wen u hv 2 meet ppl I know, wen I hv 2 kiss u n den tnk abt ur hygene problems, embarrassed that evn ur armpits sumtyms smell
9/17/2013 21:54: Me:...
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the_good_guy
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2013 1:20am

8 stages of my heart

In the evening time is when I picture you best. I see you forming through the thick cloud of my imagination. You materialise like a cat squeezing through the narrowest wall while it purrs. Like a Leonardo Da Vinci masterpiece you stand before me marvellous and timeless. Because each time I adore you feels like the last time. As if time were just a rolling stone descending into the far reaches of space to be consumed by a blackhole. The flaming chariot of love beckons for us to sit so we slouch back and cuddle. The journey begins as we are taken into an exploration of the 8 stages of my heart....
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the_good_guy
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jul 2013 1:17am

ballerina girl

Ballerina girl with the sweetest smile and engaging eyes. You caught me like a fish pulling the line and made me blind. Your strong ebony complexion stood out and you became the only one I could see. As if you cleared the studio so you could be the only one to be seen. Oh ballerina girl I wish you could dance with me. My hand in yours as I lead you into my mind. I’d like to search yours so imagine what we both could find. I’ll do pirouettes with you until I’m dizzy  and fall over. I’m dizzy with thoughts of you because you’ve been dancing in my head since I left. Now I remember you like a...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jul 2013 10:22am

Her name rings chimes in my ears

Her name rings chimes in my ears. I listen with an easy ear and the still of the night is what I hear. Calm and serene as if she is near. I wait for her to embrace me while my heart beats frantically. She affects me every time like it’s the first time over and over because in my eyes she shines. She is my angel with glowing skin and captivating smile. I close my eyes and she remains in sight like darkness overpowered by light. My heart beats for her like it beats for God when I’m in prayer. I want her to always be there and to always care. I think of the love we can share and how much will be...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Jul 2013 10:20am

Ive folded into a cocoon

Ive folded into a cocoon and haven’t seen the sun since. It should be warm inside but I am cold. I’m covered in uncompassionate silk. The threads are thin empty promises and break easily, I was better off in my tears. At least they would warm up my face but now I’m dry even in my eye. I was a worm not too long ago. Munching on a lifestyle based on media interpretation. Feeding on the advances of female relations. Pop culture subversion led me to a frustrating integration of watching the sense I had made of everything start fading. I ate into the illusion until I ate away the curtain. My diet...
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