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Touched and tortured by Nkateko Tshabalala

[tabby title="Poem"] “Love the dangerous necessity that people seekWithout regard to where they areThe human heart is curious” ~ Yasiin Bey SmilingEpitomes of the songs of SolomomIdioms and proverbs of desire are written from the psalms of your sermonsWhen the...

Pale flowers by Nkateko Tshabalala

[tabby title="Poem"] Whilst the butterfly and the moth were daydreaming about the sunshine and the moonlight folding the skyOh, ‘the darling buds of May’ shrieked with disbeliefWilting in the hidden frugality of the treasures they could not huntThe voice whittled...

A medley of words by Nkateko Tshabalala

[tabby title="Poem"] It is not funny how life isWe do not accept the conformity of the beauty that erodes like an oasis cursing the sunsetThe cascades of the light falling on metaphors are an obscurity to the eyesWe seek familiarity...

Autumn leaves by Nkateko Tshabalala

[tabby title="Poem"] The autumn leaves have a fervent incenseTheir fading melanin softened by the purple rainI wonder how this marathon of fluorescent dissipation guides this despotic transitionDo we not care that the trees shudder, that the plants quiver?That the wind...

Faith by Nkateko Tshabalala

[tabby title="Poem"] As long as there are prayersThere will always be dreams boasting about the moment of their conceptionThere will always be orators who are born to witness the birth of talesPainters that never sleep, but steal from the night...