Poetry Corner Issue 8


— Blessing Maluleke

A twin she is,

a shoulder to cry on,

A mothership she is.

Perfect example of God’s love.

Your other half,

Your advisor,

Giving you guidance when you are lost.

Directing your steps.

Once in those shoes

But now willing to wear your shoes.

Feeling before you feel it.

Your pain her pain,

Your failure her failure

Your loss her loss

Your tears her tears

Your success her success.

Patient, caring, loving,

Free-spirited, open-minded, open-hearted,

Persistent, perseverant, strong

Brave, courageous.

A conqueror she is

A warrior she is

Fighting the battle for you

Interceding on your behalf

Caring you for all those months

And enduring the pain

She is the rock of your soul

Mother she is



— Smile Victor

Find oneself lost between pages

Where boundaries of the territory is set by the ink

Through the author’s thoughts, ink sets one’s world

Far beyond the ink

Wonders fill the mind

Blind we become

The thought of being lost overwhelms our mind

As more thoughts overflows the mind

The mysteries in the ink start to become a blur

Yet still lost in between the lines.

Far beyond the words and,

Through the invisible eyes of the author

Tracks were laid

beyond the thoughts and the lines,

There lies secrets to self-discovery,

creating the world through the words, picture

and colour into existence.

Where the way to self-discovery lies



— Elmaire Kruger

Wolves are hungry

Wolves are feared

They’ll eat your heart and drink your tears

Wolves will tear you

Limb from limb

Licking at your nose, your chin

But wolf of forest

Wolf of stream

These are not the wolves I mean

Wolves can be your deepest fears

Wolves can be your closest dears.



— Blessing Maluleke

Africa an enchanting continent.

Africa a diverse continent.

Creator’s art you are,

alluring to those who look at you from a distance.

Mother nature you are.

You are beauty in its finest,

you are the rose.

Your flaws and imperfections make you who you are

but amongst all you remain the love at first sight.

I mean you are the sheen,

you are a rainbow nation.

You are sui generis.

Ungu mama africa.


 poets bleed too

— Thato Tshukudu

she asked if poets bleed too

and i promptly responded, you are my rose

and her rose gold petal smile blossomed into a kaleidoscope of happiness

and i just stood there wondering if she knows...

i meant the stem.






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