[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Psalm 196,Verse 4Death of an angel is tantamount to empty stomachs being told to wait for the forthcoming breeze,Heaven's floor still wet with tears of mother in the squatter camps, God comes once in a Twilight.No hymns...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Dust is a book that awaits us when time comesIn contradiction to popular belief,One day when I scatter rainbows will rewrite my name when flowers blossom. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] A poet from Kroonstad and a lover of...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] He bought her silence with flowers Pieces of her flesh scattered on the dinner table like matured wine, She thought to swallow her words together with the cuisine made out of her Guilt. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Tshediso...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] When a boy was born, Men would come singing songs of elation For another warrior is born. Umqombothi spilt to the ground to show appreciation, daughters would go to the streams to fetch water for cleansing. Another...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] balcony and window panes collecting moon drops when sky crops hope to the forlorn. embodiment of other things willing to live longer. eternity has a name and it's called flowers that are more gentle like song in...