The Doctor's Waiting Room / Ambition ~ Minenhle Hadebe

The Doctor's Waiting Room.

The doctor's waiting room.
The room full of mystery
And the fear of diagnosis

I hate the doctor's waiting room
No, I have a fear of the doctor's waiting room
It's been a driving force in my life,
As long as I can remember
Yet when you look closely,
You'll find that it is just a room
Meant for waiting


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Ambition

My ambition in life is not wealth,
power or high social status
my ambition is simple enough
I shall not run after riches


©  Minenhle Hadebe


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Grade 8
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Cup of tea ~ Cheron L'Estrange

ace bowed
a cup of tea
that's surely more salty than sweet
logic and your calm words
ripping, raging against my insides
though somehow you are peace
in a world full of turmoil that
I myself have created
And I cannot think these things
I must not feel them
Must not cry nor rage
Must not hope
Because if you are a diamond
then I am just a paper box
And for all I am not,
I could never deserve you


©  Cheron L'Estrange


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Grade 10
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I Saw ~ Jivana Reddy

I saw
Her face filled with fear
Never knowing what is happening around her
She takes a giant leap of hope, towards her future
Her lungs suffocating beneath her timid face
her voice mumbling fear of her fate
Her hands shivering the cold away

I saw
Her hair electrocuted with horror
rain shimmering down her cheeks
Her vivid  blue eyes
Shown with great flamboyant, sound of thunderstorms
Her breathless voice, sneaks upon attention
I saw
Her terrified of bereavement

I saw it, pull me right in with her
pain rushed down, tearing her heart
Slashing it open, unable to be treated
I saw
the innocence dripping out of her eyes,
every bit of it staining her face
She's gone -
No more pain.




©  Jivana Reddy




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Grade 10
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for us ~ Naadir Vorajee

brilliant Minded, little girl
taken from this unfair world.
Gangstrous thief and deadly man,
Left to live, walk and stand...

good she did, Great she saw...
never once, broke she a law.
Men he killed, women he raped,
Boys and girls had he slice-naped...

slept her pale, upon her bed,
waiting to Go from bleeding head...
Bullet shot he... another dead...
Saw only money, did he instead.

twilight fell, over her eyes
and flew her with the butterflies...
One by one, did he his deed
And on and on, his life he'll feed...
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Sorrow does this world not hear?
Deafness falls upon it's ear!

Death lies upon this earth,
Why then, does Life give birth?


Naadir Vorajee

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Matriculant 2013  
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Nsiki Gwala ~ Two Poems

Murder

Traumatised
A threat to the living.
A mind encrypted with savageness,
With death so close, so sure and inevitable
And life is but a dream in his eyes-
His eyes of molten fury.
A dead soul.
Seeking the souls of the pure,
Blood of the living in jealousy-
Jealousy of what never was or should have been.
A ruthless heart of ice and despair,
A dream shattered and lost.
Murderer

© Nsiki Gwala


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If I should die, think only this of me

If I should die think only this of me:
That she was a girl as patient as a calm blue sea,
Who tried to help others in every way
And still loved them till the end of her day.

A girl who believed that hard work will win
A girl who wore that unforgettable grin,
As though everyday she could feel life’s endless joy
Like a little boy playing with his favourite toy.

If I should die, think only this of me:
That she was girl as happy as one could ever be
And even tough angels have stolen her in the golden cart,
Her love will always remain in my heart.

© Nsiki Gwala

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GRADE 9
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Valentina Blinoff ~ What I Feel

What’s happening around me?
I can’t see.
What’s happening around me?
I can’t hear.

It takes a moment,
To not feel.
It takes a moment,
To not fear.

Horror, around me
But blind I am.
Terror, around me
But protected from the inside I am.

I can’t feel,
Neither see.
I can’t hear,
Neither fear.

I’m strong,
Only on the inside.
So defenseless,
From the outside.

© Valentina Blinoff


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GRADE 8
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Michaela Tommy ~ Drowning

How do I
know that what i do feel
is real ? My entire world is caving
into me, drowning, lost in the sea of madness
my cries of help unheard, silently
I sink to the bottom
unnoticed.

© Michaela Tommy


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GRADE 10
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