Phinda Mkhonta

Phinda Mkhonta Poems

Literally, louder and lively,
I would like to pour into your ears,
I am in love and fully confident with you
I need you more than the air I breathe.

In the wheeling swelling air, still I feel the wind
Waves blowing like a gasping messenger,
It is a windy rainy season, where every story is spread,
Where every fire is spread by the wind,

Africa your kindness and loyalty should cover us,
Our enemies are alive and healthy,
We are bent and bowed down through the will of our sadness,
They have made us walk bowed in sadness,

The zeal without education is fire without light
But zeal with education is fire with flames of light
I have seen the holy well with it watercress plants
Where one drinks and never goes taste again,


I am an African technological psychological opium
To the unique Africans dreams,
In heartless days, no chemical situation had purified me from poetry,
Some people fail to understand me like mathematics,

Ancestors speak! when informers thrive,
When people flourish and lie creatively
To kill by whisper and blasphemy to live.

Africa why so much crying?
Africa why so many people dying?
Justice in Africa has prevailed over traitors
While gloomed and doomed with conspirators,

I have longed in my heart,
Looking silently through the barred window
To the scrap of blue sky and mountains chain,
My hope of youth and rainbow day-dreams are locked,


Come lord, with all quickening fire in me,
In me delight to rest the principle divine,
Your temple of my soul is gherkin prepare,
Still this restless mind, heart and soul of mine,

This year has been hard and filled with sorrow,
I faced times when there was no hope for tomorrow,
Debated my purpose and reason for living,
Wore myself senseless, but still kept on giving.

My daydream is to regenerate humanity,
No matter what life throws at me?
My agenda is to build again;
Africa must be great as Mount Kilimanjaro,

Dear liberty
Before we forget you as our master and role model
Tell us not to forget you for you have dedication of every soul,
When democracy is pruned, when the bill of right is banned,

God you know my heart and mind,
You know my sitting and standing.
You know my words before speaking,
You place your hands on my head to pour your blessing.


Togethe we scrowl and together we can do it all,
Together we can fall but we can stand tall in the dark of an owl,
We can take our problems to a progrem to progress,
We can dry our peers tears from all the dark years,

Let this be the darkest hour before down
When you let my poetry to rain to dry deserts
Of humanity, to replace the fundamental ethic morals;
When the Africa conspire to conceive,

You are in a nest horrific pal,
From crack of dawn to twilight;
Your speeches is all about copulation,
Your conversation is all about copulation,

Our brotherhood is not by the blood certainly,
But we are brothers by speech and by saying consequently;
We are brothers by life lived and we are hurt for it.

True Love flows like sweat in the hot
African suns shine through a black man’s skin;
As if it will always flow in the texture of the skin crust,
You find nobody is prepared to take a true stand of love

To you unborn heroes of Africa
May your eyes filtrate things drawn to them?
May your lips pass effective flames of creative juices?
Juices to conquer the continent of Africa,

Nobody knows what he felt,
Within his dark-kept soul,
As still as a rail of a train,
Which strain his soul?

Phinda Mkhonta Biography

This is a poet from the south tip of Africa. From the last true kingdom in Africa that still glooms with the smell of culture and nature Biography, Capacity and Experience Phinda Mkhonta, the poet was born in the Manzini region of the kingdom of Swaziland, on the 17th November 1987. He started performing his poetry during his Secondary school but mostly outstanding active in performing poetry and motivating young people in many communities in the Bill and Malinda Gates Foundation, a Program that was running during his high school launched at Hillside High School. After his IGCSE exams, he joined a national competition in writing on behalf of his school which saw him scooping the Award of Best SiSwati Poetry Writer 2008 in a nation-wide writing competition organized by Macmillan Swaziland, Ministry of Education in collaboration with the Times of Swaziland. He was also honored with an Award of Creativity 2008 by International Tabernacle Church for his outstanding creativity in poetry. Soon people came from all corners of the kingdom and the world to request him to perform in their cultural events, entertainment and other corporate events. He is now staging with theatre groups, music bands, music DJs and also stages on his own. His poetry relates to the old African traditional style of expression, thought of humanity (ubuntu) , entertaining, sensitizing people’s moral being and social ills, promoting pride of the Swazi culture through creative outlets that can be observed by Swazi people and Africans in general. He is currently in an everyday Swazi Television commercial promoting the on going pageants of Miss Cultural heritage Swaziland and promoting in events of Miss Cultural heritage Swaziland. He has currently been featured in an album of an outstanding Swazi music DJ commonly known as DJ DDCOOL, an album to be out in September 2009, in a single song entitled ‘Giya’ (meaning a Swazi act of galloping and dancing) as means of taking his African poetry to the youth. As we see him perform in the Bushfire Swaziland International Festival of Art 2009 with DJ DDCOOL. He will also be featured in the upcoming album of the Swaziboy Entertainment in a single track with DJ Crooks. These are indeed his humble beginnings on his journey to being the next African-Swazi star. He has perfom in French Reunion Island, in the ALL YOU NEED IS SLAM, He also perfomed in the SADC POETRY FESTIVAL.)

The Best Poem Of Phinda Mkhonta

I Am In Love

Literally, louder and lively,
I would like to pour into your ears,
I am in love and fully confident with you
I need you more than the air I breathe.

It has been a decade since I pruned you,
Oh! You are a flower my African humane,
You are not likened for you are pure,
Your love I cannot resist nor doubt,
For your love is a non-wet blanket to wear.
Your shinny dazzling hair puts me down,
My metabolism move reverse gear for your face,
For your beauty is like a rising sun from dawn,
When I cast eyes on you, I feel passion,
For this passion, my blood and flesh react brutally,
My blood is floating flowing with milk and honey,
You are my honey, I am your milk to make you honey,
I have been held back by personal momentous resolution,
And breaking one will not fade the future.

I was also conceived in the womb of fear about this passion
Still rivers run deep in my mind about your affection,
Flowing like sweet wine in the valleys of my mind
Down to the factory of my heart for your attraction,
Where it manufactured the sweetest wine of all ages.

Here we passionately stand in this calm and dead silent place,
Hear my words and in thy heart let them find space,
At this moment, allow me to taste my cake before my birthday,
Let us not measure but treasure this moment,
Let us not make it commented but commemorated.

Phinda Mkhonta Comments

Lungelo Mbatha 15 June 2008

Mkhonta's poetry on 'Afrika' inspires the Afrika in me to rise up, to demand change, to strive for what could be- of this, Our Land.

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