House pets hear the hungry
Bent over double in despair
We can botox instead of cry
While condoms blind the undecided
Let’s take pictures of ourselves
As though death is not for us
Let’s raise our glasses to fake plastic love.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
NOMZI KUMALO 
So this is your first WordPress blog I suppose? Lovely! And I would like to nominate you and your lovely blog for the Liebster Award!
Recently I have been nominated for this “Award”. An award meant to welcome (relative small) bloggers to the world of Blogging. If you participate you have to nominate 3 to 11 other people for this award.
Since we follow each-other blogs for a while now and I appreciate your blog, I would like to nominate you for the Liebster Award.
There are a few rules if you accept this award which you can find here: http://luvo-photography.com/2014/12/21/the-liebster-award-a-little-more-about-me/
Basically the rules are: Answer the 11 questions I have written for you in my blog, state 11 random facts about yourself and nominate 3 to 11 other people for an award.
Feel free to ignore this award if you don’t like it, I appreciate your blog anyway 😉
I wish you great holidays and happy blogging.
Kind regards,
Tieme
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Oowee. Thank you so very much for your nomination Tieme. That is very kind of you and I appreciate your support. I am an award free blog though.
Congratulations for your nomination and have a wonderful holiday season and happy blogging to you too. 🙂
Kind regards,
Nomzi.
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You’re welcome Nomzi 🙂 And feel free to stay award free 😉 I just started blogging, so I didn’t know these things could come as a plague 😉
Thank you for your reply. Have a great christmas!
Kind regards,
Tieme
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We all want and need different things. Thank you for asking Tieme. 🙂
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really speaks volumes when thinking on how much this actually represents valentine’s day as it is portrayed in society, short and bittersweet. it’s a provocative piece.
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Wonderful. I do believe in love but the red things sold in in the shops, mostly to be thrown away, drive me nuts. When will I soften about this waste? Probably not ever. In the meantime, I write, so thank you for popping by. 🙂
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Reblogged this on pl0mpunany .
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On an off note, the lady in the header on your main page looks so much like my mom lol
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You mean that lady looking up to the lamp? That is me about 4 years ago. Lol
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lol omg really is it?? Ok that’s it… I will find a profile picture of my mother to show you. It looks EXACTLY like her. And just so you know, my mother is one of those people who looks like she is my sister…probably my younger sister half the time 😉
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No worries. I am turning 40 this year. I always ached to look older and now I have caught up. Like the braces and glasses thing. Lol
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OMG no way. You do not on any level look anywhere near forty!!! That’s crazy, you’ve clearly got the fountain of youth bottled at your house somewhere. You should share 😉
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Ah, thank you. I have often seen how genes play a big part in it all. You have to learn to work with what you get 🙂
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Love this! Not always a fan of poetry because it tends to be cliche and simplified and played out most of the time, but this was different. Made me really stop and think about each line and what it meant! Absolutely fabulous
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Thank you so very much. They are from the gut this time round. It is so easy to be too safe, too pretty.
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That is the same with any form of writing, from opinion piece to poetry of any sort. (check out my blog today…it’s a spoken word piece…she illustrates in no uncertain terms why it is that to play it safe just won’t do it justice!). I can’t stand the safe stuff, in general. I find that if you haven’t laid it all out there, my brain will just stop paying attention. Keep laying your stuff out there, girl…the results are clearly worth it!
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I will do. It is fantastic to encounter honest and strong voices. Have a lovely week. 🙂
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You as well love 😉
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cheers indeed.
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🙂
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