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POEM: For The Sake Of My Child

It’s okay, I’ll be strong,
But being a woman isn’t easy – all day long.
I carry a heavy load, the burden of expectations high,
A heavy heart with judgments to hold.

I wear many hats, with roles to juggle,
Care for others, work, and handle this and that,
I put others first, giving until…

Poem: The Pressure that comes with compliments

I am a female, bold and bright all day long
I sweat and still go on
I pull up and show up in my hood
The compliments from my peers sometimes overwhelm
Reality strikes and weighs on my shoulders
It is the pressure that comes with a compliment

I go to my hood with pride
I…

The Sum Of Thee

In the silence, where shadows drift,
In shock, the road I walk I cannot lift,
Each step a weight, each breath a sigh,
Chasing impenetrable shadows I cannot deny.

The looped-echoes of a past mistake
Whisper softly, making my soul shake,
A thick chain of guilt, a thread of shame,
Binding me to a particular prehistoric…

The Quiet Hum Of Life

In the quiet hum of life’s embrace,
We grow, we learn, we find our place.
Maturing with each gradual step we take,
Accountable for all misadventures we make.

With tender hands, we hold the ones we love,
Beneath the setting suns, a 💯% and above.
Our umbilical bond, the fuel that lets us live.
A mutualistic…

POEM: Chronicles of A Love Affair 

Chronicles of A Love Affair

It was the first time we made eye contact
The intrinsic initiation of our blossoming love
The beginning of an authentic romance enriched with compassion and friendship, resulting in it being sealed in the form of a devotional contract
Its purity was as brighter and whiter than a…

I Will Survive, I Will Rise – Poem By Makanakaishe Gunda

I may be brought to my knees,
But I am not weak.
Though tears may fall from pain,
Frustration, and disappointment,
I will rise with a proud smile,
Filled with fulfillment, peace, and strength.

I may stumble and fall,
But I am not a failure.
Failure is not defined by falling
It’s about staying down.
And I refuse to…

The Unexpected Turn

A writer’s pen was my heart’s desire,
To weave tales and make words conspire,
But parents’ wishes, a different path chose,
A nurse’s care, my soul’s repose.

Yet fate had other plans, it seemed,
For business management, my skills beamed,
A different dream, a new design,
A journey unexpected, yet mine.

Though words still whisper in my…

POEM: Mama, you traitor!

Mama, you traitor!

Mama promised me a quiet holiday,
While he promised me a quiet night,
Just us and the stars.

Two days, he said,
Two days I’d promised him,
Two days at Mama’s village.
A land where whispers linger in the fog,
Where news travels faster than curious neighbors peering over the fence,
And where the thatched…