For a moment I will try
And for a moment I will succeed
For a moment I will forget
And for an hour will go on
For a moment I will perhaps let go
For a day I will survive,
And live to see another day.

Time is made up of tiny little moments
And one must live in each of these moments.
So I will pretend just so that I could go on...
Fight to hold on...
Pray for the strenght to let you go... On.
For it is only for just a moment that I could keep up and go on...

"... Let X equal the quantity of all quantities of X
Let X equal the cold
And I will never be as cold now as I will in the future
The future of cold is infinite
The future of heat is the future of cold..."

Cold I feel without you
So let COLD equal the quantities of all of consequences of being without you
So let X equal loney=lost=pain=confusion=unworthy=cold

Futile are them attempts to be close...
When you drift away with my every effort
But yet for just a moment I forget
The rest is spent thinking about you
And wishing for you.
It is spent in the anguish of my pathetic desperation to escape all quantities of X...

A question arises...
How do I fight for you
When you're the one that I have to fight?


### This poem was written by my cousin, Malusi and he sent it to me. With his permission I have shared it with you.

Excellent Write..... \o/ \o/

I agree! Thank you on his behalf. I always list him as one of my favourite poets.

Very nice !
Your pride is evident and for good reason Ms
Great expression !

I am very proud! Am almost equally in awe. I've always envied poets.
I just wish these girls would stop breaking his heart!