By Mirrors I was raised where the cattle roam free,In a village where we sat under treesTaught to be quiet, taught to obey,Told who to be but not what to say. I smiled through the rules and the Sunday dress,But inside me was chaos, longing, and stress.A girl who could feel more than she spoke,Who... Continue Reading →
By Charity Modise, The Poetic Survivor Wild dogs howl at the dying sunWelcoming the face of the moon.Dark sky adorned with stars,The earth's ears finally know peace.Birds of the night leap with ease,Flapping their wings in jubilation. Dreams come out to play in the mind.Worn out souls find rest.Spirits of the dead live again,Renewal pours... Continue Reading →
By Kgosi Aleck Ntshetlho As wild as it sounds, it is an establishmentlike hell, only without the sulphur and brimstone.In a region where tradition, norm and customs are the steering wheel,it’s quite hard to breathe and walk around the marketplace freelyas they are watching. In almost all cultures it’s considered a western evil brought by... Continue Reading →
By Tapiwa. May it be real, authenticMay I not beg for onceI need to feel its genuineRaw nature. Many faces have proclaimed their loveMasks harbouring grisly intentionsMy heart is tetheredIt moves through my bones and skin too. Anguished by guiltI pity thyselfBecause here I am asking from the universe"Let it be different.” I wish not... Continue Reading →
By Mirrors I never planned this… not the pen, not the page,Not the flood of truth at this age.I was healing in silence, suppressing the rage,Till the words broke through like a bird from a cage. I never chose the stanzas, they just rose from my chest,Where memory lingered and longing found rest.Each line was... Continue Reading →
By Lee Letsogile My body is not mine.I’m clay and he's a potter,Bending only to his touch.On some days he lovingly holds me,Like a flower in his calloused hands.On most days I’m an autumn leaf crackling under his firm grip,He sews me with half baked promises, and feeds me apologies that pile up on my... Continue Reading →
By Poetic Posh I come from a place where the sun wakes early,Its rays kissing hills that carry stories,Where children’s laughter echoes through dusty roads,And women wear strength like head wraps bold. I come from soil that remembers footsteps,From lands that bloom even through drought,Where cows graze slow and peaceful songsRise from throats that never... Continue Reading →
By Dr. Teedzani Thapelo upon the hill, where shadows creep,a house awakens, never asleep. its shingles curl, like brittle bone,its walls moan softly, a hollow tone. windows gape, unblinking eyes,reflecting pallor of ashen skies. the air within is stale and thick,a charnel breath, fetid and sick. the stairs sag low, their joints decayed,steps of marrow,... Continue Reading →
By Shepherd Motelebane Motelebane Last night it fell in my sleepA hushed downpour peltingThe iron roof of my languid house The stars above fadedHide behind an idle moon Serowe drinks in the darkAnd the glug … glug of herThirsty gulps is a lullabyThat sends me into slumber land Last night it fell in my sleepSerowe... Continue Reading →
By Dr. Teedzani Thapelo i speak into the void and the void screams back at menot with a voice but with pixels and codes,fingers fly, thumbs swipe eyes locked in glowing boxes;everything is here but nothing is real. i miss the touch of skin the warmth of a smilewhere did you go human?buried in wires... Continue Reading →
