Poetry

home

taling about where i come from my real home and not the city life i live most  of the time

~~Home is where I am

where I became who I am. Ikhaya Lika Tata apho inkaba  yam nday'tyala khona. Ndavula amehlo ndaqala ubona  ubomi buyindlela engapheliyo,ndibene themba ba  oluthando lolunga pheliyo.

Home is where I am...

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Dark to Light

My temporary life chaos, i feel much better after expressing this via poetry.

~~Alphabet of keys, my release,

Of stress and pain that wouldn’t cease,

Sometimes romance and love,

About my mind did shove,

Expressing emotions,

Me unknown and my devotions,

Difficulties to express was stark,

My inner light and dark,

Throw up of words...

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The Autumn of Our Spring

Love poem

The Autumn of Our Spring

My autumnal words fell on the sidewalk of Love! You looked like Autumn… I behaved like Spring… I found you when I had lost you, in this autumn...  of our...

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Take The Black

This is a poem about having a crush on someone and feeling like said crush is too good for you. Which is ridiculous, as we're all awesome, in our own way

And because nobody can tell just how quickly things can end Turns out I'm not the kind of person who believes...

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maestro

love

To listen  After everything there is To be said  has been said

To listen  As if your life  Depended on it Over and over

Transfixed You listen Unsolicited  Unacknowledged

You do not understand Or recall You are...

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Thank you

It is dedicated to a friend who died.

Thank you!

For the smile you always gave us when you were alive.

For showing us the way how we can return to life.

For being there in the moments when we needed a helping hand to...

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Fly Away

Fly away, want away, to a far distant land, Close your eyes, a surprise, and hold me by the hand, Make a wish, no abyss, for as long as it last, Dance with flow,...

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When I wake up

a poem about the trauma of a romantic break up 

my heart breaks every morning when I wake up

when I realise you are no longer here

my heart breaks every day when I think about you

every day and every night I can't stop thinking of...

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Home Coming

Many soldiers that go to war may never return to see their families. I just tried to picture what it was like in the old times, when soldiers would sail long distances to go...

HOME COMING

Cold and seemingly unending nights

A long time off shore

Forgetting the very sights of dry lands

At every chance of a breath

We long the families we left

Memories of mothers and wives

Their farewells to sons and...

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The Black Pimpernel

Dr Nelson Mandela,he's my source of inspiration and to celebrate his day also is my dedication to his 67 minutes selfless work to be done by everyone globally.

Madiba the last testament of Africa;

Hope of Africa! 

Since the 60s the Black Pimpernel of the masses!

Mzansi was your hope...

Hope was you for Mzansi to be free!

27 years in an island of solitude!

To the regime it was...

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