PHUMLA KHANYILE
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Am deeper than the ocean
My waves rise and fall
They gather and pour
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Though it rains so hard
The winds blow too high
With chilly storms from afar
Smile though it pains you great
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Measure not my weakness by my tears
I do not cry because am hopeless
These running streams tell that am human
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When the rain finally falls
Petals will not remain closed
Metal will melt unto droplets
As rivers run unhindered
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On the softest of petals
In the center of his palms
Take rest oh beloved
Sleep peacefully without sound
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Their bones may lie cold in the bowels of earth
Yet titans never die
No grave is deep enough to conceal their good deeds
They will forever steal moments in our minds
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Who can hold still the hands of time?
Just from hurryingly passing us by
Just to hold on to a moment most cherished
To keep it free from being tarnished
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Did I hurt your heart?
Did I let you down?
Was it I who sliced you apart?
Did I cause your world to fall apart!
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I wish I were the strings of your guitar
Striking all my notes with passion
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Oh city that lies in silence
With folks names written on cold stones
So silent are your whispers
Your winds chants louder than songs
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What is love without deeds
If not a word without action
A declaration without weight
Confession that lacks sincerity
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Who will write your story?
Will it be the neighbors that lie?
The friends on whom you can't rely
Or will you let faith just decide
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He splashed her with emotions
Like ink thrown on bare canvass
The droplets of his affection
Coloured her bruised frame of mind
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God of love see me now
Wipe my tears, they blind
Shoot me with your arrow of love
I've lowered my guard this time
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So familiar are these feelings
This smile I've seen before
We're in a place we've been
We've been down this road before
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She walks dazed, so light is her head
Her heart floats up in the air
Butterflies flap in her tummy
Her emotions flow like wild seas
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Like a thief they come
To some for a brief stay
To others to own
Darker days that weighs
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PHUMLA KHANYILE Biography
Phumla Khanyile is first and foremost a mother of three, a grandmother, a daughter, and a sister. To some, she is a reliable friend. She studied Journalism at the Tshwane University of Technology in Pretoria, South Africa; looking back, she says this was her then misdirected heed to the love she has always had for writing. Her ventures into writing poetry are recent. She calls them her ‘means of self-release from emotions of things experienced personally or observed’. Her poems are heart-felt, and Phumla hopes they appeal to other emotional souls out there, talk healing, and preach understanding to those who have the need. Phumla’ s work features in a number of poetry groups on Facebook and in the year 2015 she has been published in two poetry anthologies: Cupid (published in Zimbabwe in February) and Letters from Africa (published in Uganda in May) and Out of the Storm (published in US) . In the Month of September, her first book Love Notes hit the shores of Mzansi (South Africa) and braced Amazon pages. Few of her poems have been also selected to be featured in the Nomads Choir Poetry Journal to be published in 2016. What distinguishes Phumla from other writers is mainly her style of writing and tone. She writes from the heart and evokes strong emotions through her pieces.)
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I Am Who I Am!
Am deeper than the ocean
My waves rise and fall
They gather and pour
I am unstoppable
I flow against the winds
Though they blow wild
Like a thousand stones of sands
Am scattered along the shores
Am carried over the lands
I stand tall against all weight
My will refuse to bend
I walk with my head held high
I am wider than the wild
So unconfined are my visions
I see beyond the envisioned
I am greener than the pastures
Fertile like my forefathers' lands
Ploughed in me are his seeds of wisdom
I am the running rivers
The falling waterfalls
I gather into lakes and ponds
If you want to hear me well
Listen to the whirr of the winds
The splashing of the waters
I am who I am
The unbendable rod
The grinding stone
I am my father's daughter
A princess of my clan
I am the strong post that holds
Who are you?
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Poetry is like lemons made lemonade...it turns pain to valuable lessons, disappointments to determinations. If you let it, poetry can truly heal your ills. Its release bandages all sorts of oozing wounds. In the world that is so hurting, we need words that give hope. Music is slowly failing to deliver but poetry will keep to its promise. Poetry is worth a chance! If it was worth in the days of old, to speak poetically in the book of Proverbs and Psalms, why not today? Poetry allows us to go back to true nakedness where we bear our souls unashamed, breaking defensive walls of perfectness to allow others to find their stand through our falls, to reconnect with their humanness, to know that their flaws are not peculiar. #ILive&BreathePoetry!
Poetry is a calling to be a mouth piece for verses that are pregnant with meaningful messages. Shooting words that heals, breaking all defenses and shaming to change!
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Go PK climb the ladder dear friend. As you ascend to you destined territory we will unceasingly cheer you up motivated by the many heartfelt poems you compose for us. keep on writing, don't allow our eyes and souls hunger for the consoling words of your poetry. May God continue seeing throughout this whole project.