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Boitumelo jwa naka

Mar 15, 2008   //   by LeboM   //   birth  //  No Comments

Naka tse ke ntseng ke di letile
Naka tsa kgomo ya leisimane le lentsho
Ke di emetse ke ntse ke gadimile
Ke gadimile manong a phuka tse dintsho

Ke lekile go ka fithla mapipitlelwana a
Ka Boitumelo e le thela jaaka metsi
Ka phunya sekaku sa mosadi wa motsetse
Ka bontsha jothle jwa kgomo e ntsho

Malome ke fa a dutse a letile
Ka potso ya methla e ne e le “a nang ke tla di ja dikgomo
A ntse mo gaufi le thlogo putswa
Rremogolo wa tedu tse pududu

Mme a thlabile kgobe ka mmutlwa
A nesa pula etswa e se moroka
Ka thathaboloswa ke mekgolokwane ya rakgadi
A reta se sethla sa moririr o boleta

Ra lala re jele mo mogopong o mosweu
Selonyana sa batho se setswang kae, se gorogile
Ke buile ka re se tla goroga tadi e amusa
Re tla bo re re ke dipitse ra bo re bone ka mebala ya nna karabo

Fa ba re mebala e dikgakaneng
Nna ka re seipone sa mosimane wa kobo tse tsweu
Di aperwe le mo ditsebeng ka go ikokobetsa
Go ikokobeletsa leano la go di tsaya tsothle

Lay your sleeping heads

Mar 15, 2008   //   by LeboM   //   death  //  No Comments

Robala Tau o e lole
You let no stone unturned
Re ipela ka lesedi la gago
Mme gone seo o se dirileng
O se tlogetse matsogong a rona
Gore re se se destroy
Re di tshole, re di sireletse

Man of dreams
Lay the dust of your bodies
We always summon your remembrance
The inventions you brought
To your people to the country
Re tla nna re lo rolela hutshe
Re leboga ditiro tsa diatla tsa lona
Gonne re ja monono teng lo rakileng

Banna ba ditshwetso tse lolameng
Ba ba neng ba bua ka melomo e tswetsweng
Man of no silent thought
To us, even if you are forever silent
You are the living creature
Whose soul had just had a journey
Ga re kitla re fitlha menyebo ya ditlhaa tsa rona
Gonne e le sesupo sa ditebogo
Robalang, lay your sleeping heads

my last breath

Mar 13, 2008   //   by xcurve02   //   cycle of life  //  No Comments

I take ma last breath struck by the jaws of death
My work on planet earth is done  to my soul the rebirth
My menz iz shedding tears unseen to their eyes
sipping liqour smoking weed , as means to say good bie
X galfrenz scream why it had to be me
Their broken hearts forever wishing it could have beeen them
Untold paim to ma mama will she make it through
Will she break down to pieces and follow me soon
My neighbouhood the projects cant face the truth
Praying to God in some way I make it back to them soon
Oceans of tears filled wuth fears drowning everyone 's chears
The eva symling X Curce just took his last breath
Life can never be the same 4 ma people and me
I was never up to me it was meant to be
I never chose to be the first to take my last breath
Farewell to my people and I take my last breath.

heavens call

Mar 13, 2008   //   by xcurves   //   sorrow & grieving  //  No Comments

A knight of the finest hour  
robbed of his shining amour
portrays the sweetest fruit gone sour
and reflects sadness and grief in undestructable amour
the heavens trumpet sounding Increases my heart's pounding
confusion ,terror and devastation
saturating the once so beautifull sarrounding
breaking the last string of hope  my insecurity has me doubting
Tha mysteries within engraved within my near future
as i thoght I heard them wolves howling

your last breath escapes your lips
making way for the dreaded heavens call
I weep Im hurt , Its my dear mother's fall
backtracking and remeniscing trapped in totall recall
I pull the curtains upon my optix
Tears falling screaming she was my all
begging the Lord for all his mercy
betraying my manhood in standing tall
Indesion stricken upon my next move
with clenched fists to calm down I hit the wall
Fighting your farewell hopelessly trappe in yesterday
visions within memories forcing me to say
Id honestly trade my life for yours
If the Lord could have it my way

I experiancethe aftermath-obstacles run free
Loose like demons at the call of evil
Stubbornly I banish all,my Christ has set me free
The challenges & misfortunes force me to see
The world going so cold -its not meant for u and mie
I shed not a single tear ,do rest in eternal peace
My angel amongst the leaders of the Lord's earthnic team

It is humanto respond to thee trumpets
Upon the Lord's will we all dance like puppets
With faith in our hands in varying sizes of sachets
We'll return to motherearth wearing gravel jackets
Still to embetter the aftermathfor my soul
            coz on destiny 's call
                      we all respond
                               to the heavenz call………..

Just a Day

Mar 5, 2008   //   by wiseman87   //   cycle of life  //  No Comments

Life has stride, as we travel to the past
We are left behind, but only to be ahead of life
Through our minds we go back and forth
But still this day is there always
It is a day that made you who you are
A day filled with smiles and light
This is a day that life came about
A day so wonderful, it’s better than life
When we have our hard times
This day we’ll always blame
But still it remains a wonderful day
For you still live again
A day respected by the devil himself
This is a day not even death can kill
This day continues to live, when life has passed
It’s a day so good to be called a day
This is your day, but belongs to us all
You may own it tomorrow
The next day it’s not yours
You may hold it tight
But it surely won’t be long
It’s your day tomorrow
Enjoy it all you can
You own it now, do as you please
I can’t have it to myself
For it is a day of birth

The day of birth

Mar 5, 2008   //   by wiseman87   //   birth  //  No Comments

The day of birth,
A day that stains the soul with joy
A day that lightness a soul with peace
A day that brings forth a crack on my face
This is the day, the day I was born.

It is the day that maid me, me
A day that gave birth to the soul that I see
A day that lives only for your soul
A day that shall never slip from your mind
This is a day that I remain in heart

Great wishes are granted
Joy lives deep in our hearts
This is a day, a joyful day
Candles are blown, and age is gone
I wish for this day to be every day

It’s a day that shall never be a repeat
But a day that repeats every year
It’s a day that shall never be a review
But a day that reviews it’s self
It is a bday, to you and me a birthday

Death Looms

Feb 12, 2008   //   by blaquemc   //   cycle of life  //  No Comments

Today I saw another man dead,
laying in the street
blanket covering his head,
but he wasn’t victim to the streets
he was victim to the calories,
his addiction to the meat
made him weak.
It clogged up in his veins
and the battle continued
for them to see who reigns,
supreme.

To see who’s the supreme being,
with calories being the victor,
attacking his heart
by cutting off is blood supply,
now the people wonder why
and how he came to lie in the street
watching from police lines
not really bothered by the heat.

The ambulance has come and gone already,
there’s nothing they could
he was D.O.A
for them it’s just another day,
for his wife its pain in a major way.

As I feel the sun burning my skin
he burns in hell’s kitchen.
till the end of days he’ll be fishing
in the big, red ocean of fire,
I bet it wasn’t his hearts desire.

This is just to remind that death looms
every breath and each step
brings you closer to doom.

Ek's Jammer

Feb 12, 2008   //   by blaquemc   //   companionship  //  No Comments

Dis soos jou woorde my wil wurg
dit draai om my nek
soos toue styf aan my gewrigte
wat styf trek soos dit my rek.

Ek probeer los kom,
maar ek kan net nie beweeg nie
omdat jou woede my kruisig
en my nie wil vergeef nie.

Ek probeer skreeu, “ek’s jammer”,
maar my stembande verlaat my
al wat ek hoor
is hoe jou gedagtes sê jy haat my.

Ek kan nie verstaan
hoekom jy my nie wil hoor nie,
terwyl jy self ook weet
dat ek jou nooit sal wil verloor nie.

Die trane rol van my gesig af
en ek kan dit nie meer keer nie
ek het nog nooit bedoel
om jou so innerlik te beseer nie.

My geheue word gebreek
omdat ek probeer onthou
wat dit my alles sal kos
sodat jy my weer vertrou.

Ek het ‘n fout begaan
en ek sal dit nie weer doen nie,
maar as jy my vergewe,
sal jy dit ook nie weer noem nie?

im complicated

Feb 9, 2008   //   by jeanne smith   //   living  //  No Comments

I’m somewhere between hope, agony and prayer
I’m human, I’m alive
I lay on my pillow with dimmed lights and the salt
From my tears drying on my face as
I begin to smile and pull the sheets over my bushy head
Thinking of how silly I looked when I slipped on
My sexy tattered denims and danced provocatively in the mirror
While I sang soulfully to Lost without you,
With tears in my eyes???
Clinging to the sweetness of the my own memories of when
I didn’t know what they meant when they
Spoke of Time and Wounds and Rise and Fall
And when I thought I had it all and …
Never…
Not for a second could I grasp anything but this
I’m alive…So?… This is it…?
I try to swallow the unforgiving lump in my throat as
I smile and nod as you speak, while I continue to
Pretend not to see that you see right through
My award winning enthusiasm for
My soon-to-be sunshine after the thunderstorm
Telling myself that this is My day as I put on
My cant-touch-this outfit and admire my glossy hair and
Twinkling eyes
Because I trust that my prayers are heard. Because I believe
That it can only get better and that
He wont take me where He can’t lead me.
And so time has eaten at my fake smile, propped up
By the light that helps you see through me
And I try hard to make sense of this race against self-pity
As the numbness creeps ominously to my core.
I’m complicated…
I’m alive, I’m human.

is my grave too big for me

Jan 29, 2008   //   by Mthoko123   //   sorrow & grieving  //  No Comments

What did I do not to have it?
What can I do to get it?
How will I do it?
Do I need help?

Is my grave too big for me?
Do I still have to get more in life in order to fit?
Where do I find it?
If it’s there bring it to me
If it’s here why can’t I see it?

Why can’t I see happiness?
Why can’t I see the bright light?
Why can’t I see the shining star above?
Why is it storming in my world?

Did I do something wrong
Did I disappoint someone?
Did I make someone cry?

Then if I did
Please let me go
Let me set your heart free
Let me set my heart free

When I am gone there will be no more
Worries from your side
Nor worries from my side

But for now my grave is too big for me.