http://slow.writerscafe.org/kabelo96 The original writings of author arthur kabelo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776066636 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They say beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,but in her case, her eyes needed arms of a strong womencause she is so beautifull her beauty can be split into sub-catagoriesand each of  her facial features tells its story, looking at her face its like  a well written Italian sonnet,&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1660622/ You are like that candle, That stayed on during strongStormz and winds, but stayed on.You are like a mirrorThat reflects all the good and positive,And absorbed all the negative thingsThe bad threw at you.You were the only manWho stood up,Were standing up was impossible.You were the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1451680/ She is the 1st girlTo make me keenAfter kissing she would hug nd leanGod damn this girl Was leenfor the 1st time being heart broken Felt like being heart broken she froze my heart with a smileSo that it would be easy to breakIm in the ICUWere the surgeon is trying To remove the b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443927/ "I wish i were a guy" she made girls scream..."Oh i wish i were a straight guy" she made gays sing... She even made a blind man wink...And made a white man take off his man wig...She is the only woman that could have brought Shaka on his knees by being keen nd blowing a kiss...She is lik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443926/ My heart My heart...my heart...my heartMy litle friendly heartMy bleeding painfull heartMy hurting sobbing heartMy greatfull loving heartMy heart thats filled with trustMy joyfull krazy heartMy heart that always lovesmy heart thats krazy in loveMy peacefull amazing heartmy hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443919/ #Wats with meRili wats with me????am i beast or a feast????somtyms it feels like im~ in a battle Were i hav to throw fist or become a feast for thy hu doth challenge me.But most of the time i find myslf in a battle with my inner beast......Who wants to be released before i become a feast.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443918/ She on my mind, she makes me smile, you see me laugh, you think im mad, she makes me mad, It teenage love, it makes u laugh, bare thought in mind b***h im in love, for she one of a kind, she best of her kind, best lover ever, never leave her never, never leave me ever, damn b***h you lied. Thought.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443917/ Cries and lies b***h dont you quit lying ... You saying u love me,So why are you crying....Is it not last week ......Were you laughing like b***h And said its over .....And you left me for himBut now you crying here for he ran out when he saw me armed And never warned you"Keep yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443902/ With a gun in my hand I doth recyt this poem..With her on her knees like Im her kingI wanted to plant the bulletIn your head and leave you brain deadA small voice in my head Said go aheadAnd like tweeting bird Ill follow...Only when you are brain deadDoth you soul be free..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443900/ Nkosazana Nkosazana unobuhle benyamazane izibuka emfuleni... Nkosazana eyathathela inyanga ubuhle, iy'bukisa kabi ngey'nkanyezi... Nkosazana eyakhala iziny'mbhezi, ezagcwalisa icibi lemilingo.... Nkosazana umangi kubheka inhliziyo yam' iyakhabakhaba okwengane eses'swini sikanina... Nkosazana eyang.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443898/ I wish I had a chance To at least just see him...To just smell his perfume...To feel his hand holding my handLike son and father usually do... I wish he had a chanceto atleast teach me how to tie a tie...To see me take my 1st step towards success...To help me through rain brought abo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443896/ Love doesnt endBut it last very long In such a way That it remains re-markableAnd filled with joy and happinessTrust and honesty In such a way without these 4 thingsThey wouldnt have called it "love"We wouldnt have called it "love"You couldnt have called it "love"I couldnt have c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443892/ please love againAm i stronger than Samson To bring down the walls of JericoBy just blowing a kissOr was your love just too weakIt got weaker week after weekAnd all did was just to peek...Like a sun burnt onionYour emotions would peel And in great desperation I would keep on pi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443885/ I sit alone As I imagine her soulWalking up the whit carpet....Gone too soonAnd the pain you left us withAint gonna go any time soonGone too soonTaking the joyious harmony with youAs wonder ....Will you be gone for good...I hope and wish the place you are in Is safe and clean.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443758/ A gift wrapped... nd packed in my chest...The love you promisedWas expected like a cristmas giftBut it was a valentines day giftMy hopes were so highThey gave my love an up lift...My young innovated by love heartPlayed a tune never to be heardBut my love for you... Made my heart bi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443753/ Im in love For i love this young gorgious ladyshe is Queen of my dreams she is Vains to my blood she is The spirit when i pray She is my tongue when i taste she the rush when i make haste She is the reason when im late She is the motive when im earlyShe is the feeling when im in l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443742/ You knw hw they always say "Everything happens for a reason" nd "How man kind has a solution for every problem", Well it turns out the truth was once a problem, And the truth is and will always be a problem to the present and future generations. But man kind came with a solution for this problem tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443211/ 07304909540 she said i were her HeroNo Vilan would turn me into her Zero and she was my Yashiro from hong kong she took me through that long walk 7 she said only 7 of this words would best suit meLove-fantasy-fomance roses-cuddle-cute-promises she was the cutest The loveliest The romen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443206/ Promise You keep our hopes high...That mom will do it,That dad will buy it,That she will show up,That he will never do it,Promise Broken like you are glass Bult you are molten ice So i cant keep you but contain youYou are like a prisoner I must have a clean record to keep you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443180/ Freedom Once a comedian asked"Are you free or are dumb"They once treated us like dungThey made us live in the dump They Made us work at the swamps They hindered our seccessThey lived free while they opressed freedom we seeked like we were obsessedfree one day we all hoped free we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443177/ Easy come easy go She goes with the flow Thats just how she livesTake, acceptance and recieve is wat i did After all i felt like a kingShe gave me her all And i took it allLike an empty tii tossed her in the binForgeting to ask her How she had been..I should known That you were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443172/ If i were to say that im dying I know most of you would think That im lyingBut never thinking i could b crying Im drowning in my tears Because of my fearsIm crying out loud But im afraid its inside So you can't hear me The fear is printed in my eyes But im the dark so you cant s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443153/ Roses Like a modelYou where modeling on my garding You never grew taller than the treeI guess the beauty is burdenThe short rose flowerWith the beauty burden looking good in my gardenMy garden was your jungle And its a fight for survivaland your beauty is all that survived in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443150/ Real african woman A daughter to her mother She inherited her tribe stripes with prideAnd reflects joy in her smileShe is not fake say the cakes she baked The real african taste Real african woman Whom her eyes doth glowIn the middle if the nightReal african woman Whom her smile .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443147/ Respect......Not found in any book But taught in every home From the mountain top mansion To that shack next to the river...Respect is the key To peace in all homesfrom that big house in SandtonTo to the smallest shack in alexandraRespect is what we expect In everyone From that o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kabelo96/1443132/