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aennij Sep 2019
There are lots that makes me smile,
like dogs and cats or other stuff.
Having it as a list, surely, it'll  be in pile,
some I smile only because I have to, some I smile then laugh.

Like good arts and music,
great literary pieces that I enjoy,
or for all one knows, maybe an interesting topic,
who knows, anything can be a joy.

Like when you force yourself to be happy,
it could be goodbyes that should end plain.
Perhaps, pretending to show gaiety or felicity,
that's when we smile in struggle and pain.

Smiles are diverse.
We smile in satisfaction and glee.
We smile in affliction and agony.
Sometimes, its caused by the best feeling, every so often, by the worst.
Kabelo Maverick Feb 2018
Like a celebration of nothingness
A kiss of *** for the numbness
A serenading of something else
We miss the drum, but nonetheless…
Fred Sep 2017
Mother nature turns her head
as Felicity floats her feline tred
whom will she give her fickle time
and wed her fleeting flirtatious rhyme
but just when she is in your grasp
she flings her bouquet in the mob
Mystic904 Sep 2017
Feeling the lovely cool breezes
Cracking jokes, can't hold sneezes
Magical touchy scents the wind releases
Healing the hearts, broken into pieces
Drizzle drops splashing over the faces
Aromas like jasmine savoured by the gazes
Millions of things to enjoy if one traces
So lost, just eyed the wet inked pages
My pen aside, staring the lovely horse races
Laughing, conversing like never in the ages
Dancing the winds, roaming around places
Gazing with smiles at what the rabbit chases

Weights off the chest, lying in solace
***** doltish thoughts all erased
Humor spread in the roots of the heavenly place
Just the perfect definition of a colourful space

Watery turf in palms with tight brace
The period's short, no time to waste
Rose Lagran Dec 2016
I feel like I have been in love with you for a long time. Your affection gives me felicity. The thought of you is a perfect bliss.
Helen Joseph,Bertha Mashaba,Lilian Ngoyi,Dora Tamara,Winnie Madikizela Mandela,
And The multitudes of Earth Carriers of the present times
This is to you...

With trials tribulated by tribulations,
Endurance is her first,middle and last name,mother of nations.
Closest thing to creation,carrying an extra rib to complete us man,
Her umbilical cord connects multiples of ancestral generations,

A she warrior,
She fights.
With prominent fists thrusted up right, she stands for truth.
With meaning,
She speaks.
For humanity,
She represents.
With residues,
She imprints each of us with her existence.
With sorrow,
She carries the world.
With inner strength,
She gets back up.

Now listen,

On behalf of herself and others,
She prays.
Her tears accompanying prayers,
On our behalf she has  been persecuted.
demonstrated,protested against,
she's passed tests with no studying.
Phenomenal Mother.

On behalf of myself and others
I bring forth salutations wrapped with undivided gratitudes
So I salute,

I salute laboMama bom'thandazo,
LaboMama abashaya ngedolo babhekise makhanda phansi,iy'nhliziyo zibheke phezulu amehlo ehle izinyembezi um'lomo ukhiphe mazwi okuthandaza.
Ngisho laboMama abahlangana njalo ngolwes'bili nangolwesine emini bezoBhecela ivangeli bathandazele iy'ngane zabo nezamanye makhosikazi.

LaboMama abathandazela iy'ngane ey'lahlwe abazali, baphinde bathandazele bona labazali abalahl' iy'ngane kuth' uThixo abaxolele.

See This poem isn't for one day,this poem is for each day you rise and realize joy has cometh.
This poem is to thank you,this poem is to show appreciation to you.

So woman!!!
This is to you,

Thank you!!!

TheWordIzwi x Felicity x Felicia(Mkhaliphi Sisters)
Title : ToYou.
****. By King Isis.
Recorded and Mastered at TelekinesisStudios.
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Link us at the end of the poem.
Annie Apr 2015
The story has gotten old,
A million times been told,

Just the journey of a broken heart,
From desperation to a new start,

The halo and the magical wings,
Seemed like an angel mending broken strings,

Counting the 'could nots' and 'coulds',
Finally got out of the dark woods,

There were trials, the loss, the misplay,
But in the end ,there was victory ,no despair
Fight till the end, since you can.
Alyssa Tara Nov 2014
I woke up,
     extra early this morning,
     and took a bath,
     to wash away,
     all the debris,
     you left.

— The End —