A Lady by Abdulmugheeth Petersen

[tabby title="Poem"] My lady’s figure is all covered Just her hands and her eyes may be seen So others may think she is less beloved For in no man’s sight she has been [restrict ...]Her face she hides behind a...

Can a poem ever die? by Amreen B. Shaikh

[tabby title="Poem"] A poem is alive like any being, as it lives its thoughts and feelings. [restrict ...]It is fed by emotions, given beauty by the imagery it creates, and stays in the abode of words. It speaks an untold...

Peace of Mind by Moses Kilolo

[tabby title="Poem"] I get lonely sometimes, and I seek you Then we fight a little, when not making love Most of the time I feel horrible after Because I know I have not given you, any truth [restrict...]Truth is what...

Tumelo Khoza: A Cup o’ Gold

“Give your poems names. They are your children.” Tumelo Khoza, on her facebook page, 22 January 2014. One of these children, a poem titled “This Young Man” plays with the nursery rhyme “This Old Man”. A poem about reversing the...