chronicles of time – Morphy's Gallery

Clement is my last.

By Nyandano Tshikororo I had never thought I would be writing about Clement ever again. I thought we was over, but I’m too attached to stay far from him. If you don’t follow grab on. I had been writing about this guy ever since. He was my first ever have I had, but now heContinue reading “Clement is my last.”

Clement was my first ever have I had pt IV

By Nyandano Tshikororo I hate how i try to ignore the feeling of missing him though I was told he was someone else’s man. I just can’t get over every moment and the little memories we had together. From our first little dinner date, wasn’t much but I was so in to the moment, soContinue reading “Clement was my first ever have I had pt IV”

Clement was my first ever have I had pt III

I’m out of words to write but I have alot in mind, I have a lot to talk about, I have alot of questions to ask him. Few days ago we had a little chat, talking about his friend. How she did me bad and how she ruined us, yet she’s still going rack andContinue reading “Clement was my first ever have I had pt III”

Clement was my first ever have I had Pt II.

By: Nyandano Tshikororo Flash back, let me take you back how it all began. Hate to think of how I was so attached, how I believed so much in us but now we were once was. I met this guy called Clement, online, lol not an online dating app just Facebook. I was never interestedContinue reading “Clement was my first ever have I had Pt II.”

She’s love sick

By Nyandano Tshikororo One minute I’m looking at him, and the next I’m lost in the dark morning cloud leading to doubts and blames to self. Oh snap! how did I get here. Why do I always feel like I’m not good enough? Good enough for myself, good enough for everything, good enough for everyone.Continue reading “She’s love sick”

Ghost whisper

By Tshikororo Nyandano I see the gone, I see the future and it all turns into illusion. I get frustrated, confused. Was it a thought, a wish, or a dream? Is it a vision? The dead are my friends. I speak to them, they sing for me, we dance together even the times we don’tContinue reading “Ghost whisper”

Life (On chronicles of Time)

By Tshikororo Nyandano It’s always the beginning of a life that brings joy to a memory of two folks and everyone else in the family. It’s a baby girl, it’s a baby boy, oh how happy everyone is. You all celebrate and thank God for the time you’ve waited for to a moment you neverContinue reading “Life (On chronicles of Time)”