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Biniza
Siyaduma Noël Biniza
South Africa, East London

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Love is a perfect error

They say life's uncertainty is what makes
Life worth living. Life is imperfect without mistakes.
But I cry for straight-forward love for my sakes!
Like life, love has no second takes.

I wish love was as an occupation.
I would advertise and have CVs for my investigation.
I'd look for dedication and unfaltering with motivation.
I'd look for the perfect candidate and give her my concentration.

I wish love was like filtering water.
I'd watch as the filter would filter
And leave behind those who falter.
I'd smile as the short-list got shorter.

But love is none of that ' predictable.
Yet sometimes it gets boring when things are too probable.
And love would not be love if it were controllable.
But my hope for that sort of love is unstoppable.

I fell for the wrong person once.
I loved the person like an impossible dunce.
I fell for the wrong person once.
Because love in unpredictable ' just pure chance.

I was only human ' not choosing who I loved.
My heart was misplaced and ever so shoved.
My heart was forced in a place and never removed.
My heart was damaged like a delicate hand ' ungloved.

Seeing my pen writing brings me joy.
I fell in love untimely.
My happiness turned into sadness like an upside-down smiley.
I had to leave because the pain increased and wasn't mildly.

Pity it was just wild and untamed.
Too bad my love left me so ashamed.
Too bad I was hurt and unnamed.
Too bad I was hurt and I was the one I blamed.

The thing about falling in love is ' we
Never really fall out of it. Like me.
Free and sane is something I won't ever be.
All because love hinders what we see.
By Siyaduma Noël Biniza

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tcbswan Comment by: tcbswan - 2007-09-17 15:53
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i found this to be very honest--thoughtful and introspective, almost like a story. the analogies you give are vivid and there is much to it; your language makes the complexity of 'love' all the more apparent. thanks for posting--enjoyed the read!
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