The Mask of the Clown

The Mask of the Clown…

I walk alone,
eluding plastic laughs,

lost in the cashmere vacuum of designer scarves.

I walk alone,
wearing the mask of the clown,

flailing in the maelstrom of empty words as I mutely drown.

I walk alone,
my smiles are all fake,

ever fearful that this cocooned heart may shatter and break.

I walk alone,
so please don’t believe the words I utter,

meaningless bits of flotsam racing down this hollow street’s gutter.

I walk alone,
always on the outside, looking in,

ever vigilant that my soul may be battered right through my thickened skin.

I walk alone,
wearing my many masks of the foolish clown,

exposing my heart to the scalpel of the world as it kicks me down.

I walk alone, yes,

yet,

I refuse to surrender to the scorn of the judgemental frowns.

Yes, I walk alone!

while behind my mask,

I feel the stinging saltiness,

of,

the tears streaking down the unseen cheeks,

of this perennial clown.

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my poem ‘The African Rains’ published…

my poem ‘The African Rains’ published…

My mother Zubeida Moolla

Some family history…

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Mosie Moolla on TalkRadio 702 (South Africa) with David O Sullivan

Freedom Day special

 

Mosie Moolla – Moolla is a former Treason Trialist, who went into exile after escaping from police custody. He receives the Order of Luthuli tomorrow in the National Honours.

Friday, 26-Apr-13 14:58 UTC

My father receiving the ‘Order of Luthuli in Silver’ from President Jacob Zuma

My father receiving the ‘Order of Luthuli in Silver’ from President Jacob Zuma

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2 of my paltry scribbles published in the October 2013 Issue of ‘Eastlit’ Magazine

2 of my paltry scribbles published in the October 2013 Issue of ‘Eastlit’ Magazine

2 Scibbles of mine published in the latest issue of ‘Eastlit’

2 Scibbles of mine published in the latest issue of ‘Eastlit’

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A Scribble of mine published in ‘Shot Glass Journal’

A Scribble of mine published in ‘Shot Glass Journal’

50th Anniversary of ‘The Great Escape’ from Marshall Square Police Station in Central Johannesburg, South Africa by 4 anti-Apartheid activists – Mr. Harold Wolpe, Mr. Abdulhay ‘Charlie’ Jassat, Mr. Arthur Goldreich, and my father Moosa ‘Mosie’ Moolla

50th Anniversary of ‘The Great Escape’ from Marshall Square Police Station in Central Johannesburg, South Africa by 4 anti-Apartheid activists – Mr. Harold Wolpe, Mr. Abdulhay ‘Charlie’ Jassat, Mr. Arthur Goldreich, and my father Moosa ‘Mosie’ Moolla

Colours

blueberry clouds gather,
sketched across a lavender sky,

lemonade monsoon-rain pours down from higher than way up high,

cinnamon kisses in-between wrestling tongue to tongue,

floating on marshmallow carpets  of bliss nestled both close and far-fkung,

falling sweetly asleep in a caramel-scented haze,

dreaming of fragrant desire sensuous ly skipping through love’s maze,

and to finally awaken in a soothing state of velvet grace,

this is my very own slice of rose-tinged aradise,

as my famished eyes feast upon the ethereal beauty of your sensually irresistible face…