This World By Bandile & Temple [Transcript]

This World though
But let's talk about it

Bandile
Out there
There's a person who just hates you
I mean he doesn't know why, but whenever he sees you he just wanna say 'fuck you'
I know it sounds rude
But its true
When my high school friends heard that I'm from Siteki
They didn't expect me to wear a takkie
They thought I only knew chicken and beef not Turkey
These guys had a stereotypical perception of me
I wish I could go back, give them a clap and say 'dude we're intellects'
There's this thing called TV and internet

You see,this world is cold
Parents are shaking in their boots praying for their angels to reach 22 without pregnancies
Guys have made impregnating little girl a tendency
I mean, you sometimes find a 16 year old with a baby on the back and one who's still crawling
And I'm like who are we proving wrong
Whose record are we breaking?
Perhaps they told you having a kid is dope
So some have in their balls to be a broke father
Some tell them to abort
But if they don't, they're not involved

This world is full of mothers who are still teens
Yet we expect the kids to be intellects
When their mothers haven't figured yet
What it feels like to be twenty
Yes twenty
Check the bar, its empty
Our brains are filled with sex and Emtee
Emtee won't pay the bills
So empty
The jinxed thoughts and think beyond now
Through childish aims,
This world will be filled with safe games
Which lead us to success
Girls need to start forcing these boys to use condoms
Since y'all can't abstain
And don't let him explain
Its your life, say that and exhale
We need leaders in the next gen

To women,
Bandile loves you
Take care of yourselves!!

Temple
People now stare themselves in the mirror,
Admiring their horror.
Loving their moral
  -less selves.
They no longer stack the treasures on higher shelves
But they let lose the gold to Bens and Elves
And then turn to hens:
Laying an egg today And another the next.

In this rotten world you can never be the best
Lest,
you follow the rest,
Become the "baddest"
In the process
confusing that with being the smartest.
That's dumb!

They had never seen a straight girl till they saw me come;
Till they never saw me succumb
To the high pressures and dirty deeds.
All I did was to cloth glory like a band of colorful bids.
So they never doubted my potential,
Just theirs, exponential
  -ly.

Women need to be graceful,
Mesmerize these men but still be a handful.
Be mindful,
Of these vultures and creatures
Which know not of the scriptures.

To the men,
You are weak,
Until you are meek.

©Cold_Addiction™2016
Temple ™
TheMostCreative™

She Says She Loves Me Part II By Bandile

The first time I saw her
She was walking as if her footsteps questioned the ground of its purpose.
And she's beautiful,
Like sometimes I'd be stuck on her grin and the orchestra in her voice
She has violins in her eye lashes
An acoustic guitar on her belly
Her mouth has a mix tape registered under the record label called 'lies'
But she says she loves me

I doubt she played the puzzle game while young because the way she answered me
It showed that she had no experience in choosing the right words
Yet she says she loves me
So I understand and I blame it on her childhood
And then I ask her to at least think before she talks
To at least think before she does something
Because I love her
And she says she loves a nigga

So she visits me whenever she misses me
I smile whenever she pisses me
Off
Because I love her
Like sometimes she'd cheat and I'd forgive her because they say 'love is patient'
Even after cheating, she'd cheat with  a cheater
For heaven's sake,this girl is a cheetah
She's quick to forget,
Not because she likes to
But because keeping things is something she can't do
But I love her
So I'd sit her down,
Tell her that I love her
And with her I wish to settle down
But she'd continue backstabbing me and come back to sing the same fucking irritating song
She'll say she loves me

My mind will be filled with millions thoughts
Legs will attract with the magnet afar from her so I start drifting away
From this girl who's a museum of pain
And my mouth will overflow with doubts and questions
Like
How can you love someone and not show it?
How can you say you love someone and not listen to that person?
Aren't you supposed to be a team
Talk things through instead of being a laboratory of heartbreaking experiments
But she says she loves me

Then she shouts at me
Like 'wasn't the sex proof enough that I love you!!?"
I'd say that's where you're wrong boo
Love isn't about you moaning and me groaning
Its about us bonding, us growing
From stammering to saying boldly
From reading a sentence to a paragraph
Love is about taking your slack and claim it as mine
And hope that you will alter your ways
But instead you master your traits
You find new ways to break my heart
New ways to stab my bleeding back
Yet you say you love me

I never whimpered,
I never stood in your doorstep and told you how close I am to the brink of insanity
How many times i wrote that breakup message and delete it
Since you'd promise to change
And its been months since I last heard your voice
But poetry has filled that void
You never listened to my poetry
You never watched me as I strip myself on the microphone
And I love those,
But I still loved you, without doubts
You'd cheat and I'd trust you
And my love will not alter
Because it was real

No matter what happened
I never did something that'd break you
I wish you'd be saying that now
I need a break too
I'm sick of all the fake apologies
I was hoping you'd start speaking like me
Dine you and you'd one day eat like me
I was wrong
A fool like me can't force a chameleon to change it's colours
But you're always in my prayers
Pleading God to keep you safe from players
For you deserve love,
You're broken, and love is the only thing that can fix you
I miss you
It's not even an issue
I'll always do
But I can't let you break another tissue
Of my heart
I love you
And don't say you love me unless you mean it
Unless you mean it

©TheMostCreative ™
2016

Weep With Me by Bonsile Kunene

Today I acknowledge that I am a fallible being.
Susceptible to error and imperfection.
Today I am enshrouded in the colour of the night.
From my face, a thick vail of sorrow hangs.
Remove me from the stares of my foes for they shall rejoice in my fall.
Where my heart once palpated with passion is an abyss of throbbing, crippling sense of injustice.
Fairness lives.
In fairytales.
Justice is indeed blind.
Today I mourn for the violent crashing of a long carried dream.
Today I weep bitterly for the loss of a baby who did not see the dawning of a new day.
She did not stand a chance against the giants who were already up in arms in a warfare preset in her preconception.
They staked claim of her innocence long before she gasped in oxygen.
They stalked in the stealth of the night,
Their beady, greedy eyes darting lustfully over her pristine form.
They devoured her whole, the moment she crowned.
For they hoped her light might remove their black.
Today I down my armour.
Flail your flags half-mast and weep with me.
Down your arsenal and halt your armada.
Take a moment and mourn her fall.
I will be strong tomorrow.
I will get back into the thick of it tomorrow.
I shall rise like a phoenix.
But first,
I must burn.
© Bonsile Kunene 2016

Untitled By Junior

I should have appealed when she said not out
I could have taken that extra mile
Prove just how much I loved her
Who could have thought my efforts would be in vain
That all my hard work would bring nothing but pain
Day after day I used to think about her
Write poems and even talk about her
I'd sit around daydreaming about our perfect day together
The day we become official
The day I'd take her to be my one and only
After so much planing and dreaming
I failed to secure a front row seat in the show of her marvelous life
Had I known I'd meet a dead end
I would have saved myself the trouble
The endless thoughts
And the countless smiles I gave each time I too a glance at her gorgeous body
I never knew love was this taxing.....

By Junior,2016©

Holes by Man G

Holes bore my heart as I whole-heartedly love her

My soul sails out in the night time only to be with her

Maybe she never notices but my emotional osmosis is common bliss

Whenever her smile glitters in the mist of my dreams I know this is photosynthesis

Picture perfect as a perfect picture of a perfect creature

You shall forever be the amnesia of my misery filled repercussion

Make me shoot for the stars with ur eardrum provoking voice like a percussionist

Telescope my inosphere shocked head and make me no more a pessimist

Ignorance is bliss but a fool I am to dwell in ur ignorance

I am not so ignorant to never notice the stares u give me in ur presence

Love to me is no longer a distant dream but a vision that resides in the mere thought of u

My heart murmus and whispers soulful ballads whenever I get near u

You are the atrosphere of my lithosphere ; truly a spheriform

Please let me invade your privacy and measure ur curvature like a spherometer

Let me annexe upon ur annexe structure like a Pirate

I'll keep ur goals near my left ventricle And soothe away ur pain like a Pie Rat

My KingSize Bed longs for the presence of a Queen well sculptured as you

My Lonely heart longs for love as perfect and sweet as the nectar I smell off u

I know u can spin my world around more than a twirlwind voetex

An anemometer can barely quantify the waves of emotion that cloud my textual context

With that said

Let me no longer counterplate

About me and u at the alphagate

Please let me propragate

My feelings unto ur cobalt sulphate

So that my diamond thoughts of u can reside in a proper place                                                                           © Manqoba Ngwenya (Man G) 2016

To The Girl Who Introduced My Jaw To The Floor[Lwethu &Bandile]

Lwethu
The first time I ever laid my eyes on you, my jaw was instantly introduced to the floor.
The sight of this angel that I saw before me, made me miss a step.
As a result, I tripped and fell face first into some feelings.
Feelings I’ve never had before, but thoroughly enjoyed how it felt when they rubbed softly against my skin.

Bandile
Perhaps this poem will sound like a graveyard of my feelings because back then I never got the chance to write an obituary to the love i had for you.
I wish my poem could be three years long so I could go back there.
Grab you by your hand and tell you how your smile toured me to space
Your eyes were like glass.
And your feet grew lips and whispered sweet nothings to me.

I just can't bring to life the aura that came like a swash, undertook my confidence and I fell for you.
You hadn't uttered a single word to me.
For God's sake you hadn't made me listen to the Orchestral band inside your mouth.
And your teeth,looked like gates of heaven.
A place I've been fantasizing about.

Lwethu
Before meeting you, I always made sure to never trip and fall in the presence of a beautiful woman, lest I fall into some feelings.
I always make sure to never catch feelings and that’s why I tried to swiftly brush them off, immediately after you left.
Seems like you left your finger prints all over my heart, because I could swear that after you left, I caught cupid, dancing around it.
These feelings that I fell into, seem to have stuck to me like glue.

I guess that’s why you’re stuck to my mind.
Vanessa is what your parents named you, right?
Right now I’m contemplating about what needs to be done and what this means for me.
This is a whole new thing for me.
I always manage to brush off any feelings that stick onto my robes and heart, without any problems.

These feelings that I have caught for you however, voluptuous Vanessa, are quite persistent.
I think maybe cupid has shot me straight in the heart, with his bow and arrow and that’s why these feelings refuse to go away.
Cupid must be playing some kind of twisted game, because, normally I’m not one to easily trip and fall into some feelings.
I have this warm tingling sensation in my stomach, sort of like there’s butterflies in there.

Bandile
Perhaps you felt the same way,
Maybe my poetry changed to a ball and danced inside your chest whenever the teachers asked to me to recite
But then, you forgot about me
Maybe you miss me,
How we'd flirt in front of your boyfriend and blush for me instead of him
Some days you'd turn into a feine, I'll come ask for more
But truth is, I was afraid to speak
And you couldn't break society's rule and make the first move.

I always envisioned how I'd kiss you five times a day.
I bet your boyfriend barely compliments you like I used to.
I bet he kisses you once___in a week.
But he won cause he did something I couldn't do.
He told you how he felt,even if it wasn't the truth.
Something I couldn't do.
I'm just a foolish dude
That's the cold truth

Lwethu
Could it be that cupid has chosen to make me his next victim?
Could this be one of those rare cases of true love at first sight?
Or could it be another severe case of infatuation, mistaken for true love?
Only time will tell, I guess.

©PenThatCold_Addiction™

Well They Think They Know Me By Jahlil

They think they know me,
Amidst the pain that I've seen.
I'm still surrounded by it
Clowded by judgement,
And encompassed in darkness.
My strength is, of course, my silence.
I box words to the sweet melodies of violins,
And these poems are just chronicles of the violence.

Me? I'm not CliffSinister or Jahlil,
Or Prometheus, or Dr. Sin.
I'm not the DertBag or the man I see in the mirror.
I am my character and my deeds,
My will and my spirit.
I am not this carcass that will decompose and cease to exist.
I am everlasting,
Stretching the bounds of immortality
And stealing an occasional glimpse of infinity
With my meditations.

They think they know me
While even I still wonder who I be.
Is it the questions that define me?
The why's, the who's and what's
How's and when's.
The human race, living life like I'm switching lanes.
Its amazing, the energy rush of finally discovering who I am,
Or rather, finally deciding to discover who I am.
I'm Prometheus, banished from my own land
To a new realm of pain.

© ThaPoetJahlil™

I Am By Junior

I am divine
I am designed and sanctified by his grace
I am his image
I say this not to impress
For in the beginning man he formed
Man and woman created he them
Glory fell short as Adam grew older
Wiser they say is he who comes
Comes with his mindset attuned to the Glory of the king
The king who brags not about bling
He speaks and his word protrudes forth like the sting
The sting the sting of a wasp
It comes quick and is deadly
And can definitely drive one crazy
selah...

That is my God my father my root my mother
He is as I am
Or I am as he is
For after his image and likeness was I formed
I am his epitome of glory
I am his valuable splendor
I am an over comer ...a victor
I am his creation I am his son
Yes I am....
©Paths, 2016

Feeling By Nicole(Missy Unique)

I have a feeling...
I have a feeling way deep in side of me...
Deep where my guts can also not hold...
I really don't even really know what this feeling is...

I have a feeling...
I have a feeling that makes me smile and laugh...
It keeps me joyful  and ever in excitement...
Ey i just said i have a feeling...

I have a feeling...
I have a feeling that wets my eyes and pillow all year round...
This feeling i really cannot contain within...
It gushes out as fast as water...

I have a feeling...
This feeling uplifts my amplitude in all directions...
All laws of gravity are defeated with this feeling...
Cause I always seem to go up and never come down...
Soar up;
Sky high,
Like a bird this feeling makes me fly!

I have a feeling...
It leaves me restless all day and night...
It creates in me utmost energy and also destroys...
It defeats all laws of energy in my world...

I have a feeling....
It kicks away all emotions...
Keeps me sane until the sun goes down...
It keeps me silent also till the sun comes up...

I have a feeling....
Ey i have no clue what it is...
Cause science failed to define it too...
Or must i say I'm an archaic myth too...

I have a feeling...
The feeling is that...
Ay 'I' am me...
Me is I...
Do or say whatever
To me
Fact shall always remain that...
The feeling is only felt by Ay...

©Missy Unique, 2016

Lwethu-First Cut Is The Deepest

First cut's always the deepest.
Too deep for a band aid solution.
That's why to this day I'm still slowly bleeding out.
Out of sight, out of mind is how this whole break up game is played, right?
Still not out of blood though.

My death  is inevitable.
It's  only a matter of time before the last drop of blood falls to the ground and the ground opens up to swallow my feeble human corpse.
I blame cupid for this mess that I'm  in.
If he hadn't  decided to use my heart for his target practice, I wouldn't be in this mess.
If cupid had kept his Pinocchio like nose, out of my nose, I wouldn't be here.

Here I am now, slowly dying, as a result of cupid's inability to mind his own business.
Business as usual is how cupid went on about, after Maxine, cut me deep.
I still remember the feel of that dagger against my skin, as she pierced me in the chest, leaving a virtually impossible to fill void, in my heart.
Miss right, is what I used to call to her, because she seemed to be everything I'd  ever wanted in a woman.
No wonder I'm  still trying to find her in every woman I meet.
I'm continuously hoping and praying that all these women that I keep on dating, will feel this void that Maxine left, when she cut me deep and left a hole in my heart.

It's funny how she cut me deep and yet my imbecilic  heart still beats for her.
She was the very first woman to break my heart and shatter my dreams of a golden future time, for us two, but I still don't  love her any less.
I guess cupid's arrow must have hit the bull's eye as far as I'm  concerned, but missed wildly, as far as Maxine's concerned.
I'm deeply concerned for the next woman to fall deeply in love with me, because I'm too damaged physically and emotionally, to love her as much as she wants, needs and deserves me to.

©LWETHUE, 2016

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