SONGBIRD by SAMANTHA NOMASWAZI

SAMANTHA NOMASWAZI NUNU

Songbird!

Beautiful hymns, you sing

Deep into my soul,

Your sonorous voice

Melts away all the ice

In my heart!

Perched on the highest branch

Of a mulberry tree

Feeding my soul

With your tasty, juicy

Reddish purple fruits

Of your sonorous voice!

Their red juice,

The colour of love

Dancing through my system

Right to my heart

In unison they beat as one!

Their purple-ish skin,

Dressing my love struck heart,

With the colour of royalty!

Coats of many colours I wear,

To the pride of my heart!

Hummingbird I call you

Or martin,

As your voice

Hums its music to my soul!

Samantha Nomaswazi, ©2020

REMEMBER WOMAN by NOKUBONGA

Nokubonga Mpofu

is a young lady aged 24 born on the 6/09/1995.she reside in Bulawayo in the township of Makokoba.

She published her first book last year on the 10 of August 2019. She featured in another book called Umthombo wenkondlo written by a group called Abahayi Benkondlo.

Contact details +263785507842 | +263737048692

Email.mabongzpoet@gmail.com

REMEMBER WOMAN

Woman, woman

You are unique

You are your own version

Never is someone like you

Remember woman you were born

A life giver

Inventor minded

Creative person

Magic maker

You were born with a heart

Of a thousand mothers

Open and fearless, sweet you are

Born a Queen with exceptional

Life ettiques

A warrior and conquerer

Born with wisdom that suppress

Those in authority

Born with a desire and burning

Passion in you

And to name your own destiny

Remember woman remember woman

You see yourself as a victor

Remember woman your power and grace is like

A depth of the sea

The Waves Of The Sea by Nomqhele

NOMQHELE SIBANDA

Is a member of Singcoli creative writers foundation. She is also a member of the July Sisterhood.

Nomqhele has so far published a poetry anthology titled Fading Dreams.

She is currently working on publishing her new book _The_ _intoxicated_ _red_ _rose_. She is also working on her contribution to the July Sisterhood collaboration of short stories to be published soon..

On the 28th of August 2019 she performed a poem titled My sister, at Vongai Mujakachi's book launch and 21st birthday party.

The waves of the sea

I fell for you strongly

To me you truly belonged

Then you left me one day

I still remember that day

When you ruined my trust

There is no feeling of disgust

Because l feel bad for you!

I trusted you so much

Gave you all my heart

My loyalty in life,

My name even! 

You played with my every emotion

You cheated on me.

The waves of the sea,

Depth of the sea

Could never match up to the love l had for you

You gave me tears in vain,

You didn't bother to share my pain

Bad memories l have erased with time!

SILENCE IS NO LONGER GOLDEN By Kgalalelo Moyo

Kgalalelo Moyo was born on the 3^rd of October 1994 in Bulawayo. He did his primary schooling at Fusi Primary School (2000-2006) in Gwabalanda, Bulawayo, he then attended Inyanda High School (2007-2012) in Gwabalanda, Bulawayo. Later on, he pursued his studies with Hillside Teachers’ College (2015-2016) trained as a secondary school teacher specialising in the teaching of English as a language, Literature in English and History. He then pursued his studies with the University of Zimbabwe where he attained a B.ed (English).  He has so far written two published anthologies namely The Shadow that Slumbers my Life and Now I Utter the Words Unuttered. He also collaborated with various IsiNdebele poets in the production of an anthology titled Umthombo Wenkondlo/Dura reNhetembo/ The Well of Poetry. He is currently working on an anthology and a collection of short stories titled COVIDA-NCE: The Mirror Stares Back and The Agonising Flames of Love respectively. Apart from writing, he has worked on various publications as an editor and worked alongside the likes of Albert Nyathi in the production of an anthology titled Matters of the Heart by a South African poet Tumisho Moetlo.

Extracted from The Shadow that Slumbers my Life

SILENCE IS NO LONGER GOLDEN

My voice was cut silent by those who know

They despise the words of my mouth before they hear them

They govern my life as if they are demi-gods of human nature

Wounds that could have healed sting in my heart

For my words are accounted rebellious

 

The knot in my throat has choked the rest of my being

Sorrows have flown and dried with no appeasement

My face cracks with the chilli glands from my eyes

My heart whistles through the holes created by their stabs

Their deeds the bottom of a scorpion to my heart

My misery a bliss in their tyrant traditions

My tears a rains to their garden of oppression

My cries a melody to their evil dances

My suffering a victory to their mission

My humility a reign of their evil authority

Silence is no longer golden

I will speak out the evil they have done to me

I will tell the world how they raped me

I will tell the world how they kept me quite

I will tell the world how they castrated my voice

My voice will rumble with remedies to the oppressed

I will speak the bitterness of their reigns

I will tell the world how they made me suck their manhood

I will tell the world how I got the cancer of the heart

Silence is no longer golden, let's spit the feud.