Mukwati: Love

Mukwati: Love: "sometimes our brains don't do justice to our heart or vice versa,i pray for some kind of fusion ,this two should be in one place,check ..."

Mukwati: A WOMAN I KNEW

Mukwati: A WOMAN I KNEW: "She was like waking up from a comma ,and She was there,just there like rose on vase,I looked at Her,she was serging through me,c..."

Mukwati: I The Oedipus !

Mukwati: I The Oedipus !: "I wished I was a weatherman perhaps a prophet so i could see it coming, So I could see the rain Before it ever lands And start my painI wou..."

Mukwati: ME AND RED!

Mukwati: ME AND RED!: "Red is not a dull colour! It swings with seasons, Seasons swing with it. She painted My Room. She painted my Heart. She Paited my WORLD. A..."

Mukwati: SACRED.

Mukwati: SACRED.: "I try,I realy do try.When i talk about her,when somebody mentions her name.When i read her name.When I Think abt her.When i do wat i do and ..."

SACRED.

I try,I realy do try.When i talk about her,when somebody
mentions her name.When i read her name.When I Think
abt her.When i do wat i do and she Appears.She gives me
a creepy kind of felling.Spooky in a way.She is like the
sacred dead or something.She shakes ma insides,I wish i would have
contorl over it.But power is not something that one should
have  control over.She has it over me.Is she sacred?She is
sacred.

ME AND RED!

Red is not a dull colour!
It swings with seasons,
Seasons swing with it.

She painted My Room.
She painted my Heart.
She Paited my WORLD.

A Brush,dipped in Paint.
I Liked.
Why Doubt Her?

She Knew Her Brush.
I Liked.
Knew Her Paint.

She Raised to Paint.
I Urtterd to Swallow.
Swinged was the Colour RED.

STUCK IN RED!

I The Oedipus !

I wished I was a weatherman.
Perhaps a prophet so I could
see it coming.
So I could see the Rain,
before it ever lands and starts my pain. 
I would have done differently,
Would have switched my lane
But I went the wrong way down.
A one-way street, I guess
I can't do the U-Turn!