Slipping And Sliding Inside Your Sweet Memories!


Slipping And Sliding Inside Your Sweet Memories!

Sometimes, simple words become impossible and very evasive to catch and phrase into lively expressions.

Thoughts descending and landing softly on my tired shoulders like gentle drizzling raindrops in a foggy day.

Like a dog trying to catch its tail by going round and round in circles. I finally gave up and sat it out.

Gazing upon your beautiful face and deep velvety eyes, gave me strength to muster the courage and coughed out these staggered words.

Across the end of the street I could see your dazzling figure graciously waltzing towards my direction.

Incredibly, even under this foggy mirage: your warm smile, inviting and melting eyes caught my attention.

Suddenly, my heart felt so sweetly trapped and settled down immediately after I was introduced as your newest colleague.

This Is the only way I could best describe meeting my twin sister from the other mother the first time... Manto, Theodora.

We hit the ground running the soonest we got introduced to each other.

She loved me like a brother she never had. I reciprocated her love by giving back 200% in returns.

Only God knows just how much I still owe Him big time... for allowing our two separate worlds to collide into one galaxy.

Our collision was made in Heaven after we both emerged as perfect victims of true love between a set of twins birthed between two mothers.

It was no big surprise at the way your mother embraced me like her own son.

What more can I say about your amazing father?

Your beautiful soul provided me with stepping stones of love which won my heart over to all your family members.

Lord, if I don’t live to be popular in my lifetime. Let me begin by saying.. Thank you for my twin sister Theo’s family.

Who needs Hollywood fame when I could be this loved by your wonderful family. I was always welcomed to sleep over like a visiting Prince.

Slipping and sliding inside your sweet memories.

It is hard for me to believe, it’s been over three decades since you’ve been gone and taken away from me!

I can still remember so vividly how we sat down and how you made preparations for my wedding day your own business.

Slipping and sliding inside your memories. Manto my twin sister, was the best cook and excellent baker

The news of your passing hit me like a Tsunami and left my once perfect world in total disarray.

I was shuttered and left trembling with grief and exceeding pain in my heart. I was angry and sad to lose the most important person in my life.

Slipping and sliding inside your memories. Stirring down into your casket allowed my heart to capture your beautiful face one last time.

The pain of losing you was not strong enough to kill all the memories of fun and laughter we shared together.

Nothing in this world is strong enough to obliterate the pages of our history conjoined into one heart and one love!

Even today, as I find myself reminiscing about our sweet years gone by in your birthday month...

My sad eyes still well-up with uncontrollable tears of missing your assuring smile which used to brighten up my days.

Slipping and sliding inside your sweet memories.

There will always be this one sacred chamber inside this heart of mine ... reserved for my vivacious Manto, Theodora.

Yes it’s true. Sometimes, God visits us anonymously wrapped inside beautiful souls like Manto’s...

Manto Theo Mdiniso 
Born: February 29, 1965 - January 28, 1992
Sweet Memories Written By: Sydney Pikelela Gutyungwa
© February 26th, 2024
Featured Title Song: Autumn Day
From The Title Album: Perfect Moment
Smooth Jazz Artist: Peter White
© 1998

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