Category: Poetry

For some people, especially those with vivid imaginations, it’s difficult to express themselves conventionally. There is too much to say. There are too many ways in which to describe a single item, too many colours, too many sounds. For those people, there is poetry.

— Ndapewoshali

TOWTA

My only concern is that in 2019, the European standard of beauty is still considered, not only superior but the norm, in African society and anyone who does not adopt it, is required to justify that choice.

Always Do More

Always do more.   I don’t think I’ve ever regretted trying a little harder, holding on a little longer or caring a little more than I should have.   All my regret lies in not trying hard enough, not holding on long enough and not caring enough.   Always do more.

If I’ve ever…

If I’ve ever told you I loved you, I meant it. I still do. Because, what I meant wasn’t that I was “in love” with you… I don’t care much for that phrase, I’m not even sure I believe in it, really. “In love”… A feeling… I don’t think so. Anyway, what I did mean,…

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We do not. Time.

I write about love them with extreme urgency because it is indeed, an urgent matter. Life is fragile, Time is fragile. Forever is never as long as we imagine it to be. What a shame it would be, To deprive ourselves of the gift of love today, Because we think “we still have time”? But…

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Fluent in Love

Perhaps treating people the way you want to be treated doesn’t mean doing the things for them, that you would want someone to do for you. Perhaps it means doing for them, what they need. The same way you’d want someone to do for you, what you need. Perhaps it means understanding and respecting what…

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Be. Brave!

If you allow it to,
Fear will cripple you.