I can’t speak for love anymore,

Your’s was let’s say disappointing my heart breaking

you are forgetting how you said you’d never leave…Hamba! Go

So I can forgive myself for the thinking there was something

you were my everything I was your nothing I won’t blame

myself for your harshness. Who is this? Who is this women I became?

So weak and so afraid…

You make me weak, weak, weak, so weak, that I weep.

You make me weak, I can’t even breath. So weak my soul bleeds.

Head bowed my face, in my hands gutless, senseless complex situations that eave me broken

Hard to admit choosing my mistakes these bruises you see are soul deep

I was bartered self-esteem in broken pieces, scattered

I’m past the hatred but my mind is still pretty much wasted. Hamba! Go

By: Kelebogile Salemane

“love Defined

What Is love, But An Emotion, So Strong And So Pure,

That Nurtured And Shared With Another

All Test It Will Endure?

What Is Love, But A Force To Bring The Mighty Low,

With The Strength To Shame Ther Mountains

And Halt Time?s Ceaseless Flow?

What Is Love, But A Triumph, A Glorious Goal Attained,

The Union Of Two Souls, Two Hearts

A Bond The Angels Have Ordained?

What Is Love, But A Champion, To Cast The Tyrant From His

Throne, And Raise The Flag Of Truth And Peace,

And Fear Of Death O?verthrow?

What Is Love, But A Beacon, To Guide The Wayward Heart,

A Blazing Light Upon The Shoals That Dash Cherished Dreams

Dreams Apart?

And What Is Love, But Forever, Eternal And Sincere, A Flame

That Through Wax And Wane

Will Outlive Life?s Brief Years?

So I’ll Tell It On The Mountaintops,

In All Places High And Low,

That Love For You Is My Reason To Be,

And Will Never Break Or Bow.

By: Tshepo Prince Lekalakala

Searching Soul

“Searching Soul”

I Crawl In Bed And Lay My Head Upon My Pillow, With Thought?s Of The Day Falling Away Behind My Eye?s Your Face Comes To Me With Love, I Can See Your Trust For Me In Your Eye?s Your Window,

I reach Out My Hand To You As You Turn to Leave Me. I Touch Your Hand You Stop I Move To Face You To See Your Soul As I Come To Your Face Only For You To Turn Away Again What Are You Hiding From, Let Me See, You Tell Me That You’re Not Free In Your Heart, You Don’t Know How To Give Your Heart Away Pain Keep?s You Scared…Afraid To Be Open, Fear Has You Frozen, I Place My Hand?s Along Your Face Bring You Down To My Eye?s Look Deep Within Your Windows?s To Your Soul,

I See Your Fear There Holding Tight To You, I Place My Lip?s To Yours And Breathe Your Air Mine Into You, With One Deep Breath Your Walls?s Fall And A New Feeling Is Replaced, Love Is Now Within You I Close My Eye?s And Kiss You Goodbye, You Ask Me To Stay Why You Must You Go Say, I Say I Have Gifted You, My Love Is Now Yours Keep It Safe, Share It, Love It Like Never Before, Share The Gift We All Giving,

I Turn From You And Walk Away With Joy In My Heart, My Love For You Now Is Never Ending, You Will Always Carry Me Within Your Soul, Even ThoughI Have Never Been With You.

By: Tshepo Lekalakala

Poetry Session Rocks!!!

I was one night out for a jog and met this guy Buyi Mnyakeni one of the owners of Voiceofkasikats. I was jogging for about 2k and I stopped for a stretch and he approached me so I listen to him and gave him attention. For that I got an invitation for attending a poetry session that took place today in Mamelodi East, Makuwe Chisanyama just opposite Putco. Him and his team of 3 have been running these sessions for 10 years. 20170618_173721 (1)Believe me or not if you one day take your time and listen to these young voices I swear you would want to do poetry. Either that or nothing. It was my first time and it rocked my world!. I thought I was going to write about it like I always do with any event I attend. Guess what? I ran outa words and don’t know yet the right words to describe what I saw today. It was flipping stunning. I still can’t get the right words as I speak! It was like a film, you know one of those movies where your attention is fully caught, that makes you feel like there is nothing you could do for that moment but just to watch it and give it even more time to. That moment when a young lady or men enter the stage and you don’t know what to expect and what you get is like “truth in its Sunday clothes”? That is poetry…I still admire Joseph Roux for his words. 20170618_165719When they entered the stage I felt my toe nail twinkled, I immediately fell in love with poetry and I’m like where is all that coming from? I wish I could ask if it took them a life time to bring that on stage in a day. Some of them made me feel like I’m lost and alone in the unknown world. We used to see many druggies, beggars, hijackers or criminals and all that in Mamelodi that people discourage this township about but today…today proved that Mamelodi have amazing and talented young people. Listening to them expressing their feelings, telling a story in a way made me realise I’m a poetry fan. So why don’t you try and see it for yourself. It’s worth it!!!

By: Fortunate Machaba

The Time At The Park

Chilling with my pen and


The joint in my left hand

Dreams and realities in my


As I sat at the park visualizing the life

I want to have

Her floral dress, well built physique, her laughter from a distance caught

my attention

Her dark skin, life chocolate, her eyes big and


I caught myself thoughts deep in her presence

Although she was far I felt

She heard my body’s plea

For her attention

I had never been one to fantasize, but this girl

Caught me with wonder

The world stood still, the wind stopped blowing

Birds sang like genuwine

Lost for words, lost for actions

The only thing I could do was stare

When she stood up and walked my heart became

Intertwined with hers

Her name Nompumelelo

Born for wonders I thought this girl was

Her voice when she spoke from a distance­čś▒­čś▒

I fell in love at first glance

That one time at the park

By: Katlego Modise