Mc angel (commission)

It’s always a pleasure making art for fellow artists. This was commissioned by a friend of the very talented MC Angel. I used symbolic representation of her values and her own lyrics to make this portrait.

Flower 

Now Deeply rooted in my grey matter, emotions stem from a flower that never leaves. I lay there, mired in thought, wondering how different my plot would be, if her seeds were never sown… If she had never grown on me… Her petals shine like gold medals, on my podium of pandemonium, cropping up everContinue reading “Flower “

Beautiful Struggle

so much beauty…you would struggle to see, but be left in awe once you saw it… I watched myself profit from my plummet… Encouraged  by contagiously courageous condemnation,  inspired by painstakingly painful perspicacity… What gave me the audacity, to stay, to face it… I had to face it, I could never escape it, through empty glasses,Continue reading “Beautiful Struggle”

Lost at sea 

Lost at sea, where I can find myself;   Soaking, in hope; tired, from riding the tides of life’s ocean. Floating, from coast to coast with nothing to boast of; bar the treasures of truth. Navigating my thoughts through, future mist, towards something new. Blue, when I look back on ships that sailed past. Lost, forContinue reading “Lost at sea “

I always new 

New knowledge chases old ignorance from my head. A new loan for my ego, every time I swallow my debt   New lies for every truth I accept  A New eye to help mine redefine blind.  A new door open for every limit I reject  A new lesson learnt, for every regret  A new lifeContinue reading “I always new “

Reflecting 

Three for two. One for free. Childish deception. Thinking My handwriting Lined lies. Drinking spirits in my sleep,tired of waiting… My Lies outlined. Written in my hands. Waiting to be tired, eating sleep through troubled spirits. Feeling Deceived a child. Two for three.  Free for one.

Coloured 

I was innocent, until you outlawed my existence. I was free of charges, until you put me up for sale.  I was suddenly unwelcome, in your so called home, because I stopped hanging out in your fields.  I had a dream so real, it woke you up, on the wrong side of the bed… You ranContinue reading “Coloured “