"pedi" poems
Sons of the soil.
Daughters of the soil.
Wake up and rejoice, for its the day of your heritage.
Celebrate your culture, for it is your privilege.
You are Africa, Africa is you.
A nation so diverse and true.
A real rainbow nation.
Deeply rooted in our tradition.
Nna ke mo Tswana, ebile ke motlotlo ka bo Tswana bame.
Nna ke mo Pedi, ebile ka ikgantsha ka go nna mo Pedi.
Mna ndi ngum Xhosa, ubona nje, ndiyazi dla ngo buXhosa bam.
Mina ngi ngum Zulu qobo, futhi ngiyazi qhenya.
On this day, remember who you are.
On this day, commemorate who you are.
Take pride in your true identity.
Let there be peace and serenity.
In South Africa our land.
Together may we all stand.
Le ga ole moTswana wa Afrika.
Noba ungu m'Xhosa wase Afrika.
Le ha ole mo Sotho wa Afrika Borwa.
Are rataneng. Masi thandaneni.
On this day, speak your mother tounge.
On this day, sing your clan song.
A moTswana eme a kgibe.
UmXhosa maka phakame axhentse.
UmZulu maka sukume agide.
A moPedi a emelle bine.
Sons of the soil.
Daughters of the soil.
Wake up and rejoice, for its the day of your heritage.
Celebrate your culture, for it is your privilege.
Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 5:57 AM UTC
Nossa Senhora da Aparecida
Na noite te pedi inspiração,
Divulgar teu nome e devoção.
As correntes do escravo Zacarias,
Velas apagadas Tu acendias.
A corrente to rio era muito forte,
O menino Tu livraste da morte.
Aqui em Castanheiro do Norte,
Te pedimos pão e sorte.
A fé em Deus, ele é amor,
Olhai para as vinhas do Senhor,
Ao Jorge e á D. Anita,
Agradecemos a festa bonita.
Victor Marques
Nov 16, 2011
Nov 16, 2011 at 11:18 AM UTC
Pedi à lua e ela respondeu
Descubro
Agora
Em mim mesma
A fonte
Sou filha de Lua Mercurial
E rejo aqui na Terra em nome de Marte
Pelos dois pólos:
- +
E marte, meu fiel guia, é bom professor
Conserva seu preciosismo
dotado talvez de pragmatismo maior
àvesso às morozidades da água
que agora secam na terra.
Conservo o meu poema
Meu espírito
O construto
O que tu me destes em tua visão
Conservo meu falo,
Pois em mim Marte grita:
À Glória!
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 2:43 AM UTC
take a vacation from ur vacation;
sit around in a silk robe; order a
masseuse & call a friendly dealer;
get a mani-pedi; smoking *** &
watching soap operas [I'm not in
right now - call me back Monday]
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 7:42 PM UTC
Meu estômago borbulha náuseas de vazio
uma agonia que nasce das entranhas
as coisas são cada vez mais estranhas
os sorrisos cada dia mais sombrios
Quero chorar
mas a muito meus olhos estão secos
E meus pulmões pretos
não me permitem respirar
Abafado pelo silêncio que outrora pedi
Sentindo a alma das coisas que repudiei
Dentro do meu próprio abismo gritei
E nem sequer o próprio eco ouvi
Oh, majestoso algoz
nunca imaginei que te desejaria
A esse ponto é certo que me jogaria
de ponta ao declínio atroz
Mutilem meu corpo
nada sentirei
de minha mente já me ausentei
sofro tanto que, por mais nada sofro.
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 7:37 AM UTC
Eu só queria que o ano acabasse bem.
Ninguém entende o meu ponto de vista, e eu queria mesmo é explodir.
Quem sabe, se eu fosse menos agressiva.
Mais todo mundo me julga, sem saber.
Nem minha mãe me quer, então por que não morrer?
Daqui a pouco começo a me auto-mutilar.
Mas eu não pedi, pra ser a ovelha negra.
Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 4:41 PM UTC
I can always tell when my life is beginning to fall apart by the mere glimpse of my ****** torn and gnawed to the bone fingertips. A reflection of my internal chaos, now exposed. Revealing my lack of will power to resist the urge when life’s mundane patterns and stress-induced anxiety take over. There’s something to be said when your toenails become longer than your fingernails. I’d say it says that it's time for a manicure of the soul. **** a pedi wouldn’t hurt either.
Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 8:40 AM UTC
Sometimes poverty unites not nations
but merely two people//
Intoxicants when overused break families as waves break on the shore//
Their drug now becomes their love//
And you are equivalent to nothing in their perceived reality//
It either makes the users surrounding guests mature profound strong souls
As strong as the Pedi army stood against the British and Boer to protect their land//
Or it causes them to transfer to their own twisted but illusionistic universe where all they see is darkness and despondency//
And then one day//
The money begins to run out
and so do the people//
But rarely, oh so rarely some humans make the decision to stay and continue the journey//
Where the road may potentially split into two//
recovery or relapse//
Sometimes poverty unites not nations
but merely two people//
The money has begun to exhale into the earths atmosphere
just as a stoner exhales his poisonous vapour into our airspace//
Some stay behind to help the corrupt mortal//
No money equals no substances//
No ******* or cat or cannabis or crack or codeine//
No drugs//
Then//
Two beings begin to ignite each other's fires
they learn the things they didn't know for the what felt like a million and seventy years//
They begin to discover how the one mispronounces words
and how certain songs cause ones soul to sway as the bass drops
or how ones hair whirls as the wind rushes through it
or how he can see the depths of the her soul through the eyes
and when she stares at the moon
her beauty is illuminated by the magical glow//
And then one day//
The money starts returning//
Creepily and discretely
the evil money
the tragedious money//
Like an evil monster emerging from hell
Where its dark and *****
The money blows out the fire they have ignited
and slowly lures the user back//
The bond is now broken//
Sometimes poverty unites not nations
but merely two people//
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
blood red lipstick
& **** bleached;
platinum blonde;
mani-pedi, *******
enhanced; spray-
tanned & colored
contacts; I loved u
for who u truly are
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 10:12 PM UTC
Dedicado a Deus que tanto me deu e tao pouco lhe pedi
Este dom leve de Contigo comunicar,
Meu grito de sempre te amar…
Te encontro no universo, nas estrelas, no mar,
Deus meu barco para navegar.
Deus me confortas com horizontes distantes,
Com o eterno amor por nossos semelhantes,
Te encontro em tudo e acredito no firmamento,
Deus da minha alma e pensamento.
Me deste uma forca que ninguém vai combater,
A minha originalidade de para Ti escrever.
Simples, puro, genuíno e transparente,
Me fizeste assim para todo o sempre.
Dedicado a Deus que tanto me deu,
Pois como bom filho seu,
Tao pouco lhe pedi,
Por Deus e com Deus eu nasci…
Victor Marques
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 1:30 PM UTC
She that casts no shadow brings not darkness to the room,
She is but a ray of light to banish out the gloom,
I have beheld such an angel with her long and lustrous hair
But it was not her beauty that drew me close to her.
It was the music in her laugh the sparkle in her eyes,
The honesty of her face and her long and lustful sighs
And in those fleeting moments when my eyes rested on her face
I knew for sure that I must make my home her resting place.
I must have her for my own, must keep her from the rest
For surly a precious creature would, my competitors, impress
I would have her as a trophy to show to all the world
And they would live in envy of the magic in my girl
So I sort out her farther and I offered a fine sum
He said he'd play me for her and soon the girl was won
I set her on a pedi stool and and admired my lovely thing
Then I shut her in a pretty place and went to get a ring
A ring as loverly as her laugh with a stone just like her eyes
Only the best for the angle that I'd taken for my prize
With my darling beside me, the finest women in the land
I threw the finest party and took her delicate hand
But I found my self disappointed for no envy did I see
All that looked upon me seemed to greave and pity me
Suddenly I noticed how dark it seemed to grow
For despite the many candles the room simply would not glow.
I turned to look beside me to my lovely shining wife
And to my greatest horror I saw not the merest fleck of life
Her skin was finest silk and eyes were precious stones
But beneath the fine fasarde there was no heart nor flesh nor bones
Then It came upon me, an idea so terribly stark
In all my efforts to win her I forgot to win her heart
And as I left her lonesome and draped her with fine things
I snuffed out her brightness and I clipped off her angel wings
I took a darling angel and I kept her in the dark,
I kept her for a selfish goal and I let her fall apart
I sort only want I wanted and never what she'd need
And so I lost my angle as a result of my own greed.
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
She has dreams of touching skies wheather its physical form or in hyper spirits. Takes trips to little Paris and takes pictures on a bridge of locked up secrete. Yet still wants to go to Big Paris and enjoy the high fashion trends of France maybe speak a little bit of french c'est la vie she'd probably say a honey with a lot of sauce I say. - A Pedi Women With French Taste
Swoo
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 10:14 AM UTC
No entiendo mis deseos de tenerte
No entiendo mis ansias de poseerte
Son tan fuertes que abrumen mi mente
mi cuerpo arde por ti constantemente.
El tiempo se me hace una eternidad
Cuando mis ojos te dejan de mirar
Siento una loca y extraña ansiedad
Que me domina y no te dejo de pensar.
Siento extrañarte sin tener necesidad
Quiero acariciarte sin ninguna maldad
Pero comerte a besos en la intimidad
Hacerte solo mia, en la luz y oscuridad
Quiero respirar el aire que viene de ti
Oler tu pelo, tu cara, y volver a sentir
Que eres todo lo que un día pedi' Extasiarme en tu cuerpo, repetir y repetir.
Evegaby
8-21-17
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 12:40 AM UTC
Lazima uchoose, dooh ama doze
Lazima uchoose, respect alarm ama uisnooze
Lazima uchoose, ujitume ama ulose
Lazima uchoose, ujibuild au *****
Izi ndo vitu hamtaki kuambiwa, izi ndo the truth
Mnataka niseme life ni smooth but Leo siwasooth
Sherehe Sheria ndio inamaliza mayouth
Ukilewa vuguru, Hadi hunaga matooth
Daily unadial pedi ukidai Mali
Jipende buda na for sure utafika mbali
Imagine ukiwa diani ukiorder wali
Si lazima buy iyo jumu expe ati ju ni Kali
Picha ya Kenyatta Kwa walanje ndo unafaa kusaka
Jipe goals Ka Sancho, salah au saka
Mulla mob, nine lives Ka paka
Usijitreat Ka trash we si takataka
But anyway maisha ni yako
Chaguo ni lako
Ntaachia apo ju naskia mtu Kwa mlango
Am sure ni peng Fulani utoka pango
Mar 4, 2023
Mar 4, 2023 at 3:52 PM UTC
Encurtei o monólogo
Nascia no horizonte, não tão longe
Um novo psicólogo.
Um ano e meio de auto sabotagem
Repetia e repetia: vai melhorar
Mas só piorava, parecia tudo bobagem
E eu seguia a me enganar,
Achava que tinha que, logo, me formar.
Aquilo foi, cada vez mais, pesando
E eu, no fundo, sabia que tava me enganando
Até pra sair da cama, me esforçando
E quase em depressão, entrando.
Num choro de desespero busquei auxílio espiritual
Pedi pros preto, pelo amor de Deus, um sinal
E ele veio. Veio muito claro. Explícito. Gutural.
Enxerguei a possibilidade de cumprir minha missão, afinal.
Fiz minha escolha e decidi mudar
O campus do vale abandonar
No tempo, voltar
Até o vestibular prestar
Pra poder me encontrar
E a psicologia estudar.
Com muita fé em mim e na minha capacidade
Estudei muito. Tive vontade.
Fiz o que pude num tempo que eu não tinha. Tive que ser crente.
Era mãe doente, trabalho de 8h, namorado e cursinho. Podia ficar doente.
Mas o sucesso é meu destino. Já tava escrito.
Meu nome no listão parecia em negrito.
O alívio se fez. Grande sinal.
Me senti mais perto de cumprir minha missão, afinal.
E agora sigo. Ávido pela descoberta
Desse novo mundo. Estou alerta.
Nascia no horizonte, não tão longe
Um novo psicólogo.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC
Laces Out Bryant J Frye
From nightingale's first call
Through the dawning of the lark
Moist and sodden I did trote
Pedi dermal waterlog
Blanched trenches; faults in thier valleys
Repeating pressure; suffering throughout
Time ever lasting
Constant eternal pace
Synchronizing my gate
Harrowing consternation
Sloppy soppy convaince
No feet would they gaurd today
Quests of mercantil success
Here for taking
Nobel endeavors
Seeking a favor of fortune
Tyche's blessed stare
Focused photon gleam
Sparkling serendipitous sneakers
Dispatched by Victory's wings
Heel clutching
Metatarsal majestic myopathy
Divinely contrived champion
Satin slipers sublime
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
Monster Truck Men
Mani-Pedi women
Filling
Lazy ignorant child's head with lies
While the adolescents
Continue
Killing
Narcissistic Beauty Queen
Defines 'The man of her dreams'
Proudly touts the lesson learned
Without understanding
What it means
Proud Moronic Patriots
Claim their land
Is no longer your home too
The great divide
Has been devised
Pressure you to follow suit
Somewhere
A cracked screen prompts to be fixed
Another clown unplugs from the matrix
Until the Television set
Recycles history
At the Apex
We can't have you running around with the truth
God Knows no boundaries
When toying with his fools
Keeps prosperous wealth
In front of the hungry
Now you've become
A useful tool
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC