KwaNdebele Science School

KwaNdebele Science School Poems

Yes, I'm black, darker than most,
But in my blackness I boast.
Boasting of my own? No!
But boasting of the quality
...

I spoke words and made a move
About all that I am and like,
But still looks as not satisfying.
With the treasure I am designing
...

A mark made by two people,
The results are called a mistake.
Yes, one night may be enjoyable.
But surly after years, it’s a curse.
...

Loving you was the best way to go.
It was the surprise of life.
Meeting you felt like loving you would
Be the first and last best choice
...

Every force generates from somewhere,
It depends on the source of
The force. The distance of
The force from the source has no impact.
...

I hate that I love you
I hate that I miss you
I hate that you are the first and last
Girl on my mind everyday
...

The gallery located in my
Mind stores events that have
Played major roles in
Improved my status,
...

In the middle of the night
When every soul is at rest and
The birds stopped their
lovely melody.
...

There is someone special to me
And also very very near to me.
That person has done so much
For me in life including
...

I was a laughing stock, a nobody.
My dreams to others-
Faded, really seemed impossible,
But to me, you made month somebody.
...

Iye bona banengi, begodu abafani,
Mihlobohlobo, nemikhuba ehlukileko.
Siphithiphithi sabakholelwa koyedwa,
Abanye kwabaphasi abasitjhiyileko.
...

You are like the first slice
Of bread, no one wants you.
What is the difference between
Your argument's and a knife? A
...

13.

My No.1 guy,
My flash and blood,
My favorite guy.
...

I always wanted to rest,
And I never knew what I waste.
I always thought it had to be;
But I never knew I was lost.
...

I am an original, and I will stay original;
I will not endeavour to copy anyone,
I enjoy being myself.
I am an original.
...

You so tender, warm and loving;
You gave me joy, faith and care,
I know you deserve the best.
Things may have happened in your life
...

Love: Love is true
: Love is strong
: Love is passionate.
...

Part One

Desiree the busrry
Click clock
...

Ngisaba into eyendzeka inyezi icalile,
Ngithanda into eyendzeka ilanga licalile.
Latjinga bafuna ukucaleka;
Lahlaba ilanga abanye abasacaleki.
...

We love but take it all away,
We motivate but intimidate our ways,
We set out to impress but we never
Seem to try and impress ourselves.
...

KwaNdebele Science School Biography

All poets are strictly from KwaNdebele Science School. This book is a collection of various poets, and it consists of their best and favorite poems. We would like to outline that this poems are from students from Grade seven till to Grade twelve. KwaNdebele Science School is willing to shear with the world the young and talented poets aged from 13 years to 23 years old. This young poets express their feelings by writing poems. Some use the inspiration they find from different places to write poems. The name of the poet will be written below the poem he/she wrote. None of the poems in this book have been copied from another source, all poems were written from scratch by the poet listed below the poem. DEDICATION: KwaNdebele Science School would like to dedicate this book to every poem lover and poets in the world. P.O. BOX 629 TRAINING CENTRE ROAD SIYABUSWA NEXT TO NDEBELE COLLEGE SIYABUSWA SIYABUSWA 0472 0472 Tel: 071-502 0857 SPECIAL THANKS TO: MR. Musa Clement Ndhlovu (MC.NDHLOVU@live.co.za))

The Best Poem Of KwaNdebele Science School

My Black Is Beautiful

Yes, I'm black, darker than most,
But in my blackness I boast.
Boasting of my own? No!
But boasting of the quality
Which He: my God gave me!

From the curvature of my hips
To the thickness of my thighs,
Yes; even down to my big brown eyes?
He made my black beautiful!
And for the first time in a long
Time, I'm loving me and mine.

Come to the truth, should have
Known it from my youth,
But now that I know my
Black is beautiful,
You cannot use me, mistreat
Or abuse me.

It is no longer a allusion but
I have come to the conclusion
Even if it means me loving
Me, cause you see
I have the power to love
Myself hour after hour.

I am God's creation. Yes,
A master plan even the
Absence of a man.
I still stand tall yell,
Refusing to fall, screaming
Loud and very proud,
MY BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL!

It is more worth than gold,
Cause my black runs deep
Into my only soul.
Not just for external for
Staring and glaring,
But it is the inner me
That God would have you see.

And it causes me to
Shout beyond the shadow
Of a doubt, MY BLACK
IS BEAUTIFUL! So if
You are a woman
And you are real and you
Feel what I feel.

Do not be ashamed to
Proclaim what he said
And what you read.
Fearfully and wonderfully
Made god very good
With what I wish you
Would tell somebody,
Anybody, your body,
MY BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL!


Poem by: ZINHLE MLOTSHWA

KwaNdebele Science School Comments

Kwandebele Science School 27 September 2017

Thank you very much, I am glad you liked them all. It's been years since i spoke to some of those students, however to those who are close, I will let them know.

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Akhtar Jawad 03 September 2017

I read a few poems by the students and liked all. It's a nice idea to share poems by different students on the same page.

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Kwandebele Science School 09 October 2013

NICE! ! .........................................................

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