Poetry – In My Words

Rain

January 19, 2020 adminPoetry

I hear them Dance Like a toddler on tip toe Gentle Then rapid And now erratic… I smell The freshness of the flowers Their thirst satiated They breathe new life In and Out… I see[…]

2020

January 2, 2020 adminPoetry

A chance to Begin anew Start afresh And write your own destiny… It can only be A new year! A new decade! Laden with promises… How wonderful, I hear you say. There’s something magical, Somewhat[…]

She can dance

November 28, 2019 adminLife in South Africa

Hues of pink Colour the afternoon sky. Oh! What a pretty sight! As pretty as The dreams she weaved. She saw herself Waltzing under the starlit sky, Matching his every step. Side by side, Hand[…]

Poem to Myself

October 30, 2019October 30, 2019 adminPoetry

Are you busy? Aren’t you always?! Too busy to breathe, I hear you say. Please pause there. What about the moments That take your breath away? Do you savour those? Like the feeling of the[…]

Time

February 24, 2019February 24, 2019 adminPoetry

It is time… Time to Channel my creativity; Come out of my cocoon; Wriggle my way out Of this writer’s block. It is frustrating. I fight with my keyboard. I wrestle with my pencil. My[…]

Rape be not proud

November 26, 2018 adminLife in South Africa

Rape be not proud. There is no power In stripping the dignity of another. Let’s reverse The status quo, And bare you naked. Let’s see you Cower Like a coward. Where will you Hide Your[…]

Making alterations

November 19, 2018November 19, 2018 adminPoetry

Stitch by stitch Step by step Swiftly Deftly Her fingers moved As if was she stringing a guitar The piece of fabric was her instrument And she, an amateur artist. Dress designing Happened by default.[…]

Seek the silence

October 14, 2018October 14, 2018 adminPoetry

Far away from the voices, Leaving the noise in the distance, I travel to a place of silence. And here, I find myself. In that silence, I am one With my thoughts, And an imagination[…]

(Not) from the same cloth?

August 31, 2018 adminLife in South Africa

Let’s talk Women to women Womxn to womxn I’ve had enough! Haven’t you? I thought we were Cut from the same cloth. Biology aside, I told myself That we had a deeper connection. That solidarity,[…]

The scent

August 24, 2018August 24, 2018 adminPoetry

I sniffed it in, And then I sniffed it in again. I had missed it. I had forgotten how it made me feel… The unmistakable scent Of the fresh grass after the rain. Refreshing, Re-invigorating,[…]