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50 poems tagged YOUTH


»A must... but without you, Is just dust.«

by Mphela Audrey, Apr 28, 2021

As soon as everything was approved / We packed our things and moved / We have not gone far / This note is to let you know where we are / We would be honored to have the pleasure / Of your company at our new treasure / / This treasure gets suddenly cold without a warning / Is that not a call for a…  sign in to read more »


»Alive but not together«

by Albara Almerf, Jan 30, 2019

She left he left, / Memories that stayed. / Still makes the heart feel betrayed, / Ones heart was theft. / True love turned into torture, / While the other one focused on the future. / Memories that remained alive, / Everyday teases that they’re still alike. / Each one is in a different weather, / Still…  sign in to read more »


»You are beautiful«

by Albara Almerf, Dec 20, 2018

Roses are red, / Violets are blue, / Love is strong, / And so are you. / / Relationships dies, / Leaving behind gloomy goodbyes, / Mud is brown, / And so are your eyes. / / Souls are dark, / Bright ones are rare, / A shadow is black, / And so is your hair. / / Roses are pretty, / Sharks are killer, / And so is…  sign in to read more »


»You matter, No matter what!«

by Shylet Noma Clint Mncube, Feb 6, 2018

I was thrown on the ground, rejected & cast away / they thought I did not have value / in a dumpsite where my kind belonged as they said / I was rejected / But I knew who I was and what I possessed / what I was carrying inside of me, was greater than to care about what they say. / Dirt pilled on me, day…  sign in to read more »


»When the young miss the old«

by Sbusiso Manqa, Jan 17, 2017

There rests an old man / By him a bottle of Scotch on his right / A bag of tales on his left / To share with the young before his grave / / Days and weeks and months pass / With no energetic life in sight / What could've happened / He wonders in curiosity - / / Just before a selfish answer / There he sees a…  sign in to read more »


»Hello Stranger«

by Brendon Tawanda Takarinda, Oct 24, 2016

I saw you from a distance stranger, / The mirage shaping your body and / Giving you the posture of a masculine / Warrior. / / I tried stopping you to have a decent / Conversation but the purpose of your / Journey made you impatient. As you / Slowly pull out a bandanna from your / Pocket and wrap it around…  sign in to read more »


»I will give you wings«

by Thandeka Bathandwa Mavundla, Oct 2, 2016

My beautiful, my sunshine! / I will do anything for you! / Name it! Say it! Dream it! / I will do it all! / I will give you wings! / / I believe! I'm taken! I'm sold! / Days, months, years go by! / I remind him, "My love, I need wings, I want to fly". / No! You don't need wings, I'm here, you have me!…  sign in to read more »


»Jo"hustle"burg (Johannesburg)«

by Fernando Antonio, Aug 7, 2016

The city streets that goes up-hill / In order to succeed it gives you a feel / A university of life that resonates with obstacles of steel / It grinds and pounds until success is real / / Takes you to the hills with a huge amount of hassle / Many strive until they give up the struggle / Some persist to…  sign in to read more »


»This kind of love«

by Abongile Gwele, Sep 7, 2015

A love that will never end. That will never be changed. / A love so deep it entangles and marries souls in melodies of hummingbirds and orchestras of the universe's heartbeat. / A love so unconditional the coldest days of June and hottest of November are mirror reflections. / A love so pure the moon…  sign in to read more »


»When love makes sense«

by Abongile Gwele, Aug 14, 2015

The air looks like that song that stays on your fingers and makes hearts smile / Your favourite song tastes like a medley of ice-creamcream, pop-corn and marshmallows all dipped in rich darks chocolate / Food sounds like the orchestra of toes in socks strutting their way on wooden floors / Each breath…  sign in to read more »


»To the generation of fearless courage«

by Nonhlanhla Dlamini, Jul 16, 2015

I'm writing out to you because you're worth reminding of the power, hope, possibilities, bestowed in you / To those born not of blood nor of will of man nor flesh, but of God / Rise up and declare of His goodness, power and lift your flag up high...the journey is still long / Awake and shake off the…  sign in to read more »


»When letting go is a struggle«

by Nonhlanhla Dlamini, Jul 16, 2015

Life is more beautiful when we have peace. / We can enjoy having peace when our minds are uncluttered. / Every one is entitled to having peace but not every one accepts peace. / How sad it is when one loses peace over of self-conflict. / That thin line between you and peace, when letting go is a…  sign in to read more »


»The Bull-Dozer«

by Fay Mbiwa ThePoet, May 15, 2015

East and west, / It knocks all the air around, / South-North, / It knocks all the space around, / Oh dear stop. / / Stop dozing, / Sh!Sh!the teacher is coming, / Wake up,you will be found, / Bum!The locker thumps, / Books being searched, / Oh dear student, / Where did the pen go? / / Maths or English? / Which…  sign in to read more »


»Power of words«

by Shylet Noma Clint Mncube, Nov 6, 2014

When I was but a young girl I just loved opposites, then I didn't know they attract. / Defying the odds and always being the odd one out, now I only find out it's what they call gender. / Female, feminine, phenomenal are words I started understanding when I became a young woman. / Pubic, puberty is not…  sign in to read more »


»Cry«

by Dzumbu Mmbara, Aug 22, 2014

Dare you cry for me / It was always a love full of hate / bitter sweet childhood memories / and sad days when we parted. / / Yours was an ugly love / though you loved endlessly / much love you took from us / only to leave us stuck in solitude. / / The sun is yet to stand still / it rises in the hills of…  sign in to read more »


»The Voice, Guess who?«

by Shylet Noma Clint Mncube, Aug 4, 2014

I love lonely hearts. / I hate faithful partners. / I love married women and men they are my easy target. / Temptation is my trend. / I hate it when people block me. / I love teenagers who are going through adolescence and life challenges. / I hate it when they abstain. / Guess who? / / I lie but who doesn'…  sign in to read more »


»Rambles of an Old Man«

by Pope Tuggen, Jan 17, 2014

Too much they say / Them tall lads and Ladi / All them white collars / And fancy bred lads / With iron black suit / All tall and fine cept / Ladi, who is pretty. / / Too much they say / Them tall lads and Ladi / Talking about sky and man. / Man standing on the moon / With wings of iron soaring / Through fall…  sign in to read more »


»We Need Another«

by Tshililo Khanari, Jul 6, 2013

We've come so far yet the past seems so close. Yesterday & today look like twins from the same umbilical cord. Young & old, they all seek one more peace accord. / / Their blood was shed then, but its smell lingers on to this day. But its life; never to be recouped again. / / That June 16, 1976 was…  sign in to read more »


»Tall Tale«

by Richard Thomas, Apr 18, 2013

I feel an urge to dance and cheer, / To shout for all the world to hear. / Today I stood against the wall / And found I measure five feet tall! / / My nose is farther from the floor. / My clothes don't fit me anymore. / I'm medium instead of small / Now that I've grown to five feet tall. / / No more can…  sign in to read more »


»Happiness«

by Kgomotso J Kgopa, Jan 18, 2013

"Happiness", an understatement / Just no words to precisely express my sentiment / Words at large simply fail me / / Forward the "tic tacks" of time / Hearing your name at play to my ears awakens the senses I never knew I had / You are my music / Rhythms play / Spasms my heart gets / Beats it skips / Trips…  sign in to read more »


»Facebook Love«

by Kgomotso J Kgopa, Jan 15, 2013

Fingers dribbling across the keyboard, / "Qwertying" rapidly as they try to keep up rhythm, pace and space / With my pounding heart as I sincerely pour it to her. / / A sense of security rests on me / As I suddenly behold Love in its purity while I deeply search and express / Portions of my emotions…  sign in to read more »


»He came to me with a broken heart«

by Maureen Direro, Nov 19, 2012

He used to be the sweetest guy ever, / used to love me more than any other, / an angel at dawn, / a hero at night, / but somebody clipped his wings and gave him a halo, / now his heart renders shallow, / he used to not care of detail, / not obsess about me, / but someone just decided to hurt him and leave…  sign in to read more »


»Just BE«

by Nkululeko Seby Makhoba, Sep 11, 2012

Be strong enough to face the world each day. / Be weak enough to know you cannot do everything alone. / Be generous to those who need your help. / Be frugal with what you need yourself. / Be wise enough to know that you do not know everything. / Be foolish enough to believe in miracles. / Be willing to…  sign in to read more »


»Hey Woman«

by Shylet Noma Clint Mncube, Aug 20, 2012

Hey woman, wonderfully and fearfully made. / A flower that blossoms in all seasons, areas and atmospheres. / / Your scent gives breath of fresh air / Your presence brightens the day / / Woman your range and brand does not end / uprooted and planted elsewhere it does not change you, it makes you even…  sign in to read more »


»Time Tells True«

by Edward Iacona, Aug 3, 2012

There's a popular time worn belief / That older people have a hunger / To date or have a relationship with / A person that's much younger. / / At the risk of sounding sarcastic, / There may be a concern to mount. / That, "Age is just a number" relates / To what is in one's bank account. / / Now, dear…  sign in to read more »


»Secretos de la magia«

by Tayyeba Irum, Jun 29, 2012

wandering in the desert at the night / I looked at the sky / no moon present there at all / my disciple asked me why / ignoring him I concentrated above / seeing the constellation of love / a beautiful pattern made of stars / seeing me so focused, my disciple said to me / O master! O master! where are we / I…  sign in to read more »


»Free Style«

by Edward Iacona, Mar 28, 2012

It was in ninth grade English class / And my teacher was Miss Joan Frank / It was because of her love of poetry, / That I now have her to blame or thank. / / Poems came alive in her classroom / As we absorbed Lewis Caroll's whimsy / And many years later I still wonder what / And why, Borogoves are mimsey…  sign in to read more »


»Afridi Is king«

by Rabi Ul Islam, Mar 8, 2012

He holds his bat with all his might, / The bowlers bowl with full of fright. / He is the man, he is the king, / He smashes every ball out of the ring. / / Once he entered the pitch by chance, / And changed the game in a single glance. / He is the man depended on hard times, / For he is the king of all the…  sign in to read more »


»The candle of life«

by Leo Long, Jan 9, 2012

Fresh from the incubator... we come out a box, / Newly born and eager to burn. / The doctor's smack lights the wick, / A weak flicker is the start. / / In his teens the wind bends the flame to go with the flow, / But flickering moments of dark then light / Teach it straight to grow / And that the way of…  sign in to read more »


»In my mind«

by Leo Long, Jan 6, 2012

In my mind I see them, children of the land, / Black as darkest Africa, standing with an outstretched hand. / I see their stomach's bloated, signs of despair, / Yet on I go with my life and couldn't even care. / / I smell the stench of flesh as vultures have their meal, / Yet my heart's turned hard...…  sign in to read more »


»Think of the little children«

by Leo Long, Jan 2, 2012

So many times we've decided, "It's time we split up!", / But then we find we just can't give up. / It's not for each other; it's for the children we care, / On them it's unfair, / They stand in the corner helpless and bare. / / There's so much to remember my daughter, my son, / But all I can think of is…  sign in to read more »


»The candle of life«

by Leo Long, Dec 22, 2011

Fresh from the incubator... we come out a box, / Newly born and eager to burn. / The doctor's smack lights the wick, / A weak flicker is the start. / / In his teens the wind bends the flame to go with the flow, / But flickering moments of dark then light / Teach it straight to grow / And that the way of…  sign in to read more »


»What's the use of talking?«

by Maureen Direro, Oct 3, 2011

Why should I talk / when you don't listen? / Why should I make it seem okay / when I'm hurting? / / today I woke up and realised that I'm a mess / and don't deserve to be lo…  sign in to read more »


»Once Upon A time«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Jun 29, 2011

Show me those rivers / where we fished and swam / while the cattle, on their / banks, grazed green grass. / / Where have the forests gone / where we picked yellow mushrooms and ate bright red berries / that turned our tongues red? / / What happened to those days / when we gathered at full moon / and played…  sign in to read more »


»Egypt Revolution - Our Gift to Humanity«

by Omar Refaat, Feb 13, 2011

"Nothing on this earth can stop the collective will of man.No force of evil can withstand the harmony of a people's revolution. Egyptians have spoken...And we will be heard" / / Don't despair fellow humans there is surely a better way. Don't give up on the human race; somewhere lies a brighter day.…  sign in to read more »


»Call me deacon smooth«

by Conner Bond, Jan 7, 2011

time takes a ciggarette / puts it in your mouth / draw back the shades / slip into anonymity / time has no face / only a square round mouth / / life takes some breathing / put it in and put it out / that longing that yearning / is washed away / inside a cloud / / I thought today / our lives are all the same…  sign in to read more »


»Merry Questmas«

by Edward Iacona, Jan 3, 2011

Once upon a Christmas time / That was now many years ago / I was thinking about my Christmases past / With a warm and nostalgic glow. / / I wanted to share my childhood / And all the things I did. / It would give some depth to stories / That start, "Well, when I was a kid..." / / A vivid memory of my youth…  sign in to read more »


»From Beginning To End«

by Shuaib Yunus Soni, Dec 12, 2010

A very long awaited, phenomenal miracle, / A bundle to cherish and flood with love, / That noise-making little screamer, / Sent steadily from above. / Nine months he had to crankily wait, / To open his new-formed eyes, / Though when the moment finally came, / All that was heard was his cries. / The…  sign in to read more »


»Coolie Miracle«

by Ravi Moopen, Nov 17, 2010

Hey son of the indentured, / Progeny of salvation, / Bringer of hope, / Child of prosperity, / Like slaves we bore the scars of indignation, / In you we vested our sacrifice, the new culture, / Your grooming, / A language lost, a new one gained, / A generation past that scorched in the sun, / A generation…  sign in to read more »


»IF«

by Sibusiso Blessing Ntsaluba, Sep 27, 2010

IF I could make my dreams come through, My Sins go low / I would stand up with joy that fills my heart into the fullest and regret no new day as a new / day is a Blessing and I am a Blessing and was named Blessing / I am the light above the sky and fly within the / universe which carries an everlasting…  sign in to read more »


»He who calls himself "my father"«

by Maureen Direro, Jul 29, 2010

He who calls himself "my father" / Doesn't know my second name / He who calls himself "my father" / Remembers that he is my father on father's day / He who calls himself "my father" / Never held my hand and looked into my eyes and said don't go there / I tried impressing him through merits / But he knows…  sign in to read more »


»happy new you«

by Puleng Monare, Mar 11, 2010

Just like spring day / you blossom into colour / you boast your good characters / and the brightness of the time. / Like the flower of the spring day / you become the happy you. / / Resolutions, determination of the new u / dreams that have not been achieved / roads that have not been walked on…  sign in to read more »


»Emigre (dedicated to a friend who died young)«

by Meryl Klanfar, Dec 10, 2009

I wing the wind and, as it warms / Draw beam upon the brightening rim / Beyond which, so the ancients lie / Are golden trees that touch the sky. / / Above a vault of fading stars / Encompasses my loneliness. / Below, the ocean, green as time / Rolls to the edge of the abyss. / / The garden at my journey's…  sign in to read more »


»Together«

by Vivekanand Jayasankar, Oct 14, 2009

I believe the sunshine will never let us down this time / I believe we had cherished all our time together / I believe my heart is all set out for new memories / I believe my watch wants to count only the happy moments / / I can feel when we are together I can beat all the blues around me / I can feel I'…  sign in to read more »


»To my capetonian girl«

by Keagen Van Sensie, Apr 14, 2009

You need to get somebody real, such as myself / I promise not many will do as much as myself / for a mooi kin as yourself / I may not have the Benz to drive u around all night / But I'm to loose my cool & walk with u under da moonlight / I'm getting tired of the interviews / I really just wanna be with u…  sign in to read more »


»black boy«

by Rupert Ruel Nonyane, Mar 18, 2009

dark clouds are looming outside, / lightning strikes, "is it a bad night, it could not be worse than yersterday", he thinks to himself, / / what worse could beat the pain faced but not conquered, the misery goes way back before his birth, / / his mother was the mother of pain, had a cracked womb,…  sign in to read more »


»the empty tank«

by Rupert Ruel Nonyane, Mar 11, 2009

feel the sound of stomach grumbling from my two kids, / blinded by dark tears of poverty that emerge often than never, / / I see them holding onto their mugs cause drought has driven them out of their normality, / they are not thugs, just the unfortunate, / / skills they do have but who will fund…  sign in to read more »


»Irrelevance of the past«

by Zandile Mboneni, Mar 6, 2009

We are born into sin / Yet we are Angels in our beloved / mothers eyes. / / We grow up with smiles and tears / in our eyes, but yet we grow up / to forget those hurts and pains. / / Teenagers so care free, yet so cautious. / We would not dare to stand in corners with boys, nor hold hands in public. / / Now…  sign in to read more »


»Freedom«

by Thabiso Kevin Mlondoloza, Feb 25, 2009

I agree to disagree to those who are saying they are not free / Let me give you the freedom key so that you can be / Freedom is not money / Is not about getting out of jail / Or about finishing your studies / And get a job of your dreams / Freedom is not about moving / From rural areas to urban areas / Is…  sign in to read more »


»Meet Me Halfway«

by Marlene Cozett, Jan 27, 2009

I am here / I would come all the way if you would let me / I don't mind, My love is blind / But it is not without feeling / So please be kind / / I am here / I will always be here / I love you now, I will love you then, / I will love you forever / Again and again / I will not stop, I cannot stop / You are too…  sign in to read more »


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