The Grey of Time by Desmond Springhall

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] How poignant it seems to reminisce in perfect colours, to let the mind roam beautiful memories and caress each one it touches, in thought the ripples glisten with gleaming sun kissed jubilation, the traces of any doubts...

8 Days! by Nomsa Motale

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Day 1: I think about how you treated me, before the darkness consumed you Day 2: I think about how you wanted to clean my wounds with your heart Day 3: I wonder if you still think...

Companies by Rishan Singh

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The children and adults eat a slab of decadent chocolate. The slab is actually candy, sometimes its smooth, sometimes brittle. The Magnum smiles at each of them. The slabs that lay on the shelve glitter like new...

I am by Yolan Reddigadu

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I am who I am because of who you are to me I am who I am because I was born free I am who I am, I made myself strong I am who I am, so...

The Mountain and the Sea by Charl Landsberg

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The mountain sat beside the sea, Puffing strong and mightily. Said, “Ocean, do you think of me, Since I have grown this tall?” Said ocean, “sure, I think of thee. Your temper and acrimony. What use are...