Friday 30 October 2015

Fashionable Fridays with victim number one: Lucky Mbele



                                                When your shade game is on fleek, the sun will have no way                                                                    through but to pretty much bow to your game







                                                     Tattoes make for great accessories 





 
Time waits for no man



Double monks censored with a cross on both ends 




                                                         A young purple lapel to end it all off



Lucky Mbele is part of the A team at Media24 and I was inspired by his dress sense and then I figured what better way to make a comeback than with some Fashion Infused Friday mix. 


Love always

Tenacious Phoenix



Wednesday 22 July 2015

Trains, Buxes and Timed-out Taxis:


The flare of life stare me in the face momentarily
Maps of Nay and Yay cross my path
Whitened teeth smiles bit my nose
Scents of old and new kiss my strings
I am neither here. Nor there
I am now
Rumbles of roars upset my stomach
Their aftermath too bitter to escape
Love's bug did bid me farewell
True love found me broken and dared
Timed-out of existance into its peak
Behold my valley of baes
Free me from their sobs
Shed the tears and initiate victory
Trains, buses and timed-out taxis
Ride or die
Die and numb out
Trains, buses and timed-out taxis
I ride to live
I die to be
Smiles from red lips
Swing across my feet
Trains, buses and timed-out taxis alike. 

Tuesday 14 July 2015

He found me


Drenched in songs of high speed
Rocking tainted blue dungaree pants
Sipping Converse All Star shoes above brown socks
Poked my side and met my eyes

Smiled with humility
And spoke with grace
He touched my heart
Complimented my beauty
Lighten my light

Texted my phone
Received my reply
Walked me to his house
Sat me on the shade
Tyred wheel chairs became our portion

Stolen kisses were unplanned
Racing heart beats were involuntary
Over the wall encounters proved cowardly

Real talk gave way to the soul
Laid like slices of lemon after a shot
He spoke, I took heed
I spoke, his eyes sparked
He poked, I ran

We sat and dined in news unknown
Felt vulnerable but left it all
Spilt the beans through the can
Spoken laughters and unawkward hugs

Resting my head upon his bosom
I felt safe, at home even
You should see him smile
Angels live there

And in his laughter
Healing rain flows
He is weirder than I am
Crazier than sanity

Priorities set right
Records left open
Honest and truthful
We laid it down

Our hearts met at our deepest point of need

Memories of lost love burned the fire deep

Laughter cracks and solid hugs

I am in awe of God's reply "You find what you are looking for when you stop looking"

Grand mixture of sweet, soft and naughty

Saved by grace and washed through the blood

I swore I called him my best friend

He is a direct reflection of me

I am scared but adamant to give it a try

He is weird like me, crazier even Hahahahaaaa!

With love

Tenacious Phoenix