Isaac Bokaba

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Good old acts

took time to hateloving easilybook promo’ fatewriting daily speak out the muteshouting quitelylook south for foodthe craving hungry smoke some you shouldthese words art cigarshome streets are rudeteaching one kindness there now and inhaling itfriendly gas ton to the ozoneshare then with one mateanyone considered your own let someone promotegood old acts for a changelest … Continue reading


from the mother continentvictims overshadowedto the ones now troubledvulnerable globe at hand sour sorrow makessweet sense nowpast tears our gainrain from above follow that tweetdigital know howworst fears sweetbees to their hive mere words on a pagedivas angels on wingsan act afro mid stagewords lords of rings as i watch the children playwondering why we … Continue reading

Morning Glory

morning gloryink to a scrollparts one bodyready to roll feeling sorryhearts as hard as rocksfeeding manysouls dark light knocks making moneylazy bones online trickssensing worryhearing the silent speak lonely hypeempty the homeland streetsthe only typeafro poet on a touching spree local vibemerely ritual instinctswondering whyworthy the lyrical hints. © ISAAC RAMOSHIDI BOKABA isaaclion.bandcamp.com


A poem by Isaac Bokaba content most times how the feeling feels intent into rhymes remedy without pills worries now and then raging fear couples doubt dummies due to them nearer truth a heart caged eyes a handy cam’ stories captured to share always knew i can dreams made me aware warmed up the frozen … Continue reading

Kings and queens

A poem by Isaac Bokaba kings and queens on growing sprees daily tempty ties incalculable risks peered pressure out to impress sex for pleasure or a little cash boys and girls the future we see the call endless for them to be stars and all else glooming below brightening it is the poetic flow hope … Continue reading

Our globe

this is our globewhere sanity is rare and humility is madnesswe once were toldto respect others and clean our own mess phases we faceglittering black shoes to glitter untilall steps are madeshoot for the stars and shoot to kill due pain awaitswe who rejoice while others are sufferingnever too latemending our ways embracing the love … Continue reading

Freedom fight

freedom fightthe pen at warkingdom knightserve my lord stress let passaim for peacewhile it lastsstay at ease that is whenvulnerable you are deemedan uncut gemadorable how it all seemed cut later then highly pricedincluding its remnantsset minor backing more liesenjoyed the dividends freedom fightwords on showday to nightthe seed i sow. © ISAAC RAMOSHIDI BOKABA

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Connie V

Connie V

Constance van Niekerk, (Connie V) is a South African-based Zimbabwean-born creative writer, poet, music lover, spoken word artist, freelance writer, blogger and educator. She has contributed to several anthologies and published her own collection, Echoes of My Heart: A Poetry Collection available for purchase on all Amazon Stores Worldwide. She is also Editor at ZimOnlineNews. Follow her on Twitter : @convanniekerk Connect with her on Facebook and Linkedin.

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