Browsing articles tagged with " death"

Africa ho senyehile kae?

Oct 23, 2009   //   by Papiboy   //   confusion  //  No Comments

Hoseng ka matjeke re tsoswa ke o moholo mokgosi;
Re bona hlopha sa batho se bokanetse setopo;
Topo sa morwetsana thoteng thoko ho motse;
Ehlile borwetsana bo nkuwe ka qophello;
Thipa mpeng e bata poo!
O hutswe a betwa, a bolawa;
Madi ona ha ke sa buwa;

Jo nna!Utlwa seboko seo
Le ha ebe o ne a lebelletse;
A lebelletse lesea ngwana monyane;
O mmolaile le pele a tswala;
O mmolaile a le popelong ya mme Motswadi;
Ha feela thota ne e ka bua
Ne re tla tseba na ke bo mang ba bokgopo?

Ba kgaba ka ho bona madi;
Oh Afrika ho senyehile kae?
Ho etsahetseng ka motho ke motho ka batho;
Tjhankaneng ho tletse tswete;
Polao,peto,tlhekefetso;
Oh Afrika ho senyehile kae;

Inspired by Pholosho

Mar 11, 2008   //   by kuna   //   thoughts  //  No Comments

It is in Poetry where we find the truth,
    In God where we find that portion of it that will set us free,
in Judgement where we find no room for The Lie.

Standing on the Edge of a Diamond fall,
    Evil crawls only to peep,
for Fear is embedded in Death,
  and the (D)evil afeared of G(o)od,
     sends out all he has,
but it isn't enough,
for We, the Chosen, still hope,
    even when demons judge us and show us the rope.
We fail Tasks… not God…
As a friend once said,"it's not failure, it's success deferred,"
coz failure happens, when we fail Life, not ourselves.

Here today

Dec 4, 2007   //   by Pepa   //   death  //  No Comments

Here today
gone tomorrow
by choice
you choose death over life

I stand back
shocked
Yet in awe
How much strength did you gather
to do such a deed

Courage I feel
fear I understand
despair drives us all
Life ends for each of us
one way or another

Wait for me
i’ll see you soon.

the devils touch

Nov 7, 2007   //   by slyther   //   love  //  No Comments

the devils touch, the kiss of death
takes away my every breath
no life within my tortured soul
no sanity to keep me whole
you were the one for who i lived
no sin so great can be forgived
torn to shreds, torn in 2
half of mine i gave to you
now aimlessly i long for bliss
not able to remember this
this life i lived, this love i gave
now all i know is the death i crave
i wonder.. torn away from light
when darkness comes.. to weak to fight
a million souls have seen my fate
and realised, when it was too late
what would i do to carry on
accept that all our love is gone?
no man, no demon, no angel high
can live when something that big dies
i no longer care about myself
no longer care about my health
i only wish to live in peace
and death will bring forth my release

"Dance of Death" (a macabre)

Jul 19, 2007   //   by Melody   //   social commentaries  //  No Comments

Unchain the beasts.
Unlock the Demons.

Let them come out to play.
Let them come alive.
Let them be free.
Let me do the "dance of death"

So I can be separated from the living, as I wait for the Devil to rise,
and dance around me. Begging me to come along.

I Am

Jun 20, 2007   //   by legacy   //   death  //  No Comments

Do not fear me because I am not to be feared,
I may come violently but please do not be scared,
I may bring pain and suffering but it is not who I am,
I am just a transporter of souls.

Often people attempt to run away when I approach but cannot escape,
I come to them all men or woman I do not discriminate,
You can look into a crystal ball but you won't know when,
Believe that it is me you will see at the end.

In the past they have tried and failed to stop me,
When the time is right I will be coming,
At a time I maytake one or I may take a hundred,
I am here to escort you to your day of judgement.

I am here to release you from the pains of this world,
I am the doorman to a whole new world,
I am that which is not to be feared even with last breaths,
I am what some may call DEATH

I Am

Jun 20, 2007   //   by legacy   //   death  //  No Comments

Do not fear me because I am not to be feared,
I may come violently but please do not be scared,
I may bring pain and suffering but it is not who I am,
I am just a transporter of souls.

Often people attempt to run away when I approach but cannot escape,
I come to them all men or woman I do not discriminate,
You can look into a crystal ball but you won't know when,
Believe that it is me you will see at the end.

In the past they have tried and failed to stop me,
When the time is right I will be coming,
At a time I maytake one or I may take a hundred,
I am here to escort you to your day of judgement.

I am here to release you from the pains of this world,
I am the doorman to a whole new world,
I am that which is not to be feared even with last breaths,
I am what some may call DEATH

i cant take this …

Apr 20, 2007   //   by cosman   //   suicide  //  No Comments

i cant take this feeling of my success…i see blood.
i see my own blood…
would  there be any blood ?
which way am i taking?

am i going to use a rope to tie my problems..?
a poet once said "problems are programmes for progress"
surely my programmes are useless…
my heart is careless for my mind is thoughtless…
rite now death to me is a prettygirl , i cant let her pass me by with that exposing red dress…

which way am i taking?
am i going to treat myself like a rat on my last day?
am i going to order that pizza and put 3 step galazi(rat poison) on my take away?
well everyone thinks im a rat…oh and atleast il die fat …lying on my mothrs carpet…

i cant take this thought of self murder,
or maybe self-attempted-brutal murder…
i aint crossing this border… im taking my life further…

as they say "no matter the weather"
cosman will live forever…

The way it is

Apr 17, 2007   //   by gumbis   //   confusion  //  No Comments

The way it is
I wish someone had warned me
Life is such a cruel mammal
Sometimes it you suck in
Its breast and instead of
Getting nourishment you
Find death
Like a calf you rub your nose against
Its nose and you get
A kick in the teeth
Is this the way it is or
Is this just a dream and it will be gone
When I wake up?
My mother told me that
No matter how hard it kicks me
I must just kick it back
But maybe this kick is beyond me
I feel pain in places I never thought I had
The will is there but the power is gone
When does it end?
My mind keeps asking me
My heart answers…
It never ends – It just disappears for a while
But then it comes back

death

Mar 23, 2007   //   by cosman   //   fear  //  No Comments

I am afraid…
I can see Death with my naked eyes,
There she sits, all dressed in black.

I am afraid she still finds her way here
She holds a dim lit candle in her left fist…
And her right fist is free to strike home again…

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