– A Poem by Noluthando Buthelezi I remember sitting in between my mother’s thighs As she grabs a comb, pulls my hair tight I’d wince and she’d ignore my cries Then eventually I’d let out a surrendering sigh. I remember the stories she’d tell me About what’s what and who’s who in the streets Her […]
– A Poem by Bongani Kigundu I was planted under a Baganda rooftop which fell in a Xhosa home. Which am I? Germinated & fertilised to speak languages vastly foreign to both my parents Distant to my mother seed & “me”… Languages from as far as Europe. Watered by traditions from those all around
– A Poem by Dr Zesizwe Ngubane You are my being of light. I love you because you woke and a breath took. One day you’ll ask me, when I knew I loved you. My laugh will fill the space between us; as I tell you, there was never a time when I did
– A Poem by Noluthando Buthelezi Seconds have passed Minutes are gone Hours are lost And days are none The clock is ticking and it can’t be undone. My actions have suffocated me The battle is not won Every step I’ve taken Has become a step further from love The clock is ticking
– A Poem by Dr Zesizwe Ngubane A reminder that my best days are not yet lived, For I have not yet lain on your chest Lazily running my finger up your arm, As the winter sun slips through the curtains, To lay its rays on our bodies strewn; Nonchalantly on our bed. I
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– A Poem by Noluthando Buthelezi I’ve stumbled, I’ve fallen I’ve failed, I’ve broken I’ve tripped and slipped In and out of my worst nightmares My fears took over My worried got stronger My doubts prolonged I spiralled into a vicious cycle. Under the midnight sky In the shadows of my fears On the
– A Poem by Noluthando Buthelezi Ode to the woman who wakes up every morningPuts a smile on her faceAnd musters the courage to seize the dayTo the selfless woman who does it for her familyWho always finds a wayTo the woman who’s a saviorWhose desire is to guide and be cherishedBut instead suffers
– A Poem by Dr Zesizwe Ngubane Do we need any signother than two variables,suspendedin this constant, time;at, this, exact moment.A singular aim,to expand the universe with the galaxies born of our collision.Do we need any other sign,to know We are the creator?
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