fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.
HIS LOVE
All my relationships resulted in failure, Or was I the failure? All came, the beauty and the wise, none knew how to measure my personal desires nor to reflect back my love. The one I finally thought was the one for me turned my heart into a glass, a glass that made it impossible to be repaired. A sparrow disturbed my sleep like the rest of my problems that destroyed my peace, but it whispered words I could tell were not from it, words I could not avoid. At the edge of its conclusion it revealed the author, the sovereign God, love himself, the one who knew me before the existence of my generation, the one who filled every void. He then picked those broken confusing pieces until they made sense, confusion was no longer my portion nor hallucinations. Because he is a loving God, the one who shed his blood to wash my rust. A revelation stormed me, my relationships failed so I can be his, success failed so I could worship him, because he is a loving God.
By Uhone Matshele 12 months ago in Poets
