Category: Poetry

Poetry, Tale Africa

Someday Maybe

By Emmeline Bisiikwa, Uganda: It hurts to see you everyday And yet not seeing you hurts even worse. It feels like a lump on my heart Smothering me the more it grows I smell your perfume on my bed And thoughts of you invade my head Every night I try to sleep Every time I think deep. I toss and […]

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Moving

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: Like trees that move back and forth in resistance of wind Life makes its paces at what seems still as time won’t move Feels like every single step takes eternity Lovers promise forever before it’s taken Beneath its full belly, hands streached reaching for oppoturnities that may crumble In street corners the gifted wait […]

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Buried in my Backyard

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: We are known for our lightness Sun absorbing skin we smile the loudest Deafening pulse our hearts know these streets will never forgive us For we have given the most tender parts of us We have surrendered our souls to belong in these corners that tear holes in our pocket so they stay empty […]

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This Place

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: I have been to places I cannot speak art as how it feels, Words don’t escape me but the mere nature of the place blanks out Art There are four roomed houses that we call our homes that are in the shapes of heart Music escapes me in the place and conversation feel void […]

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Poetry, Reflections, Tale Africa

Unknown…

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: So roses are red and violets are blue. Orange sunsets make you feel like you have seen eternity. Kissed the horizon and dinned on stars My feet and heart seem to whisper symphonies to each other. Music echoes more life My earphones have figured how the world sounds. My mother’s knees know wordless prayers. […]

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Hope In A Jar

By?Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: Let’s fill these bottles with forgotten dreams instead of the ones that are dying Let the streets run red of promise and prisons overcrowd in hope School bags shall carry notes to bring change Houses shall know no darkness as our eyes will shine brighter than the stars at night Let broken hearts pave the […]

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Alive and Dying

  By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: We become airless in a world dense of breathing space We are bodies pushing through crowds of our own faceless dead corpses We are living our own worst dreams With all the character’s dresses in white suits Whites suits stained from ankle to collar The stains differ from a struggle to a victory […]

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Going, Going Home

By Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: We all rode in cars before we knew the way back With uncertain belief we grew taller than mountains Soon we became the walkabout we feared on street corners Riding in cars with strangers Got hooked on bars and became regulars We always feared growing to the best versions of ourselves and meeting expectations […]

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Second Thoughts

By  Philani Tyson Nombika, South Africa: I have sleepless nights because I try to sleep less at night because every night feels like the memories you scratched into my back That I can’t go back to Every night every heartbeat beating itself up against these scars Because we are dancers to music composed by failed love attempts Out of tune […]

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Letter I Found

By Khethiwe Methula, South Africa: It’s late And i’m feeling light headed What could it be? Maybe I’m getting sick Nothing a trip can’t fix, I know… Don’t tell me a vacation will do good I’ve been there and came back tired I’m just tired I’m tired of having to figure out what’s going on here What’s going here, lest […]

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