Love is like a poet writing a poem –
Crossing out words,
Erasing sentences and lines,
Sometimes trashing the whole page.
He might do this with rage,
Then start again on a new slate
With more love, not hate,
Searching for the right words –
The perfect fit for his heart’s expression.
So don’t stop loving.
You might meet…
I finally realized that I poisoned myself with hatred,
Because I hated everyone and everything I set my eyes on.
Hatred took my dignity,
It took away the beauty within me
And it all cost me my life.
Because of hatred,
I ran away from reality,
I couldn’t face it anymore.
Hatred penetrated my heart with its…
You are nothing but a mere man,
A fragile vessel, a flesh, and a fan.
A fleeting shadow, dust, and breath,
Dancing on the escarpment of death.
You crave for power, yearn for fame,
But minutes erode your fragile frame.
Your triumphs fade, and your glories dim,
A fading mournful echo, a forgotten hymn.
You build your…
Larona Tlhobogang is a gifted poet who uses her words to impart wisdom, healing, and inspiration to those who read her work. With a deep love for books and learning, Larona is an avid seeker of knowledge, constantly looking to gain new insights and perspectives from others.
As a passionate…
I am a Motswana,
A young girl striving for success.
Trusting the gifts that we have been granted
By our ancestors and God.
Believing in the power of my voice and the beauty of my skin.
Embracing the uniqueness of my hair, which is as black as mud.
The way I walk reflects the flow…
Society, my home,
Society, my refuge,
From time unknown,
You have been my haven.
I cry, I weep,
When all I see is that you are now
A technologically torn area.
What was our unity force
When I wandered into the depth and breadth of your beauty
Has become our contender.
We have become adversaries
And strangers in one abode.
Society,…
Is pain her lifelong purpose?
Momma calls me to her room.
She tells me she’s afraid she won’t be here
To protect me, to shield me from
The blows, the screams, the endless pain.
She says I must try to endure,
Like she did in her marriage, in vain,
Because that’s all she knows.
Her bruises are…
Meet Maria, a 19-year-old fighting for her future. Every morning for years, she walked two hours to school because her family couldn’t afford transport. Many would have quit – but Maria kept walking. She studied by candlelight when there was no electricity. She passed her exams when others said…