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»Here in my bubble«

by Manie Van Tonder, Feb 8, 2018

Here in my bubble, I am all alone, no one but me... / No noise can I hear, if only my bubble can be a dome / Bigger is bet… read more »


»You matter, No matter what!«

by Shylet Noma Clint Mncube, Feb 6, 2018

I was thrown on the ground, rejected & cast away / they thought I did not have value / in a dumpsite where my kind belonged as they said / I was rejected / But I knew who I was and what I possessed / what I was carrying inside of me, was greater than to care about what they say. / Dirt pilled on me, day… read more »


»You have come back power«

by Shylet Noma Clint Mncube, Feb 6, 2018

You have comeback power / / Most of the times when things happen to us, we tend to allow them to define us and we eventually get lost in them, as it happens we have the choice to allow it to control us or we do otherwise. In that process we feel useless but the recipe is in the process. / / I am a… read more »


»Love«

by Victor Ugochukwu Akpokwe, Feb 6, 2018

Some say love is like a river / That overflows the tender ridge. / Some say love is like a razor / That leaves the heart to bleed. / Loves takes a man from his comfort zone, / Leaves him in a state of desolation. / But I say love is like a man, / That comes to you with a sweet tongue. / Talk you to the… read more »


»Christmas eve«

by Bartho Geldenhuys, Dec 25, 2017

Have things to do at home... / My excuse for wanting to be alone, / How easy she said yes - me too, / Being relieved for being able to leave, / No confrontation, fighting, having words - just having things to do, / Needing my own space, / Having seeing her evening after evening, / Having no real… read more »


»A doorway to love«

by Hind Boujghagh, Dec 18, 2017

Until the heart merges with eternity, / it can never love, nor truly live. / Until the heart welcomes, surrenders, / Breaks free within the pain, / It can hardly ever deepen itself. / All its feelings are only glimpses of its depths, / Human is nothing but a reflection of form, / Carrying heavy chains to… read more »


»Whispering back«

by Hind Boujghagh, Dec 18, 2017

Whispering to the voice in the head, / There is nothing to be afraid of, / Nothing to be ashamed of, / Nothing to lose, nor to gain, / Nothing to contro… read more »


»Illusive duality of creation«

by Hind Boujghagh, Dec 18, 2017

The world is both pure and unpure, / Beautiful and unbeautiful, / Inspiring and limitative. / When looking deeper into it, / … read more »


»When opposites unite«

by Hind Boujghagh, Dec 12, 2017

The ego, an opposite of love, / The first turns joy into pain, / Needs more  incessant complain, / While the last is magic in the void, / The surrender to fear and pride. / / Far too wise to wall away, / In eternal love and respect, / Than stay to witness another, / While they gradually shape the road… read more »


»In the name of God«

by Hind Boujghagh, Dec 11, 2017

Some hated, other loved, / Some harmed, other helped, / Some killed… read more »