Him and I ~ Aphelele Buthelezi

This is a story about him and I
How we both felt broken
and both our truths were unspoken.
How we loved hard before
and both our hearts were sore.
How our hearts needed to heal
and why we wanted to kill -
kill every ounce of pain that cut beneath our skin
and how this apprehension made us kith and kin
This is no customary story - not one with a knight and shining armor and a fairy godmother
But one that has two people entering a rehab from love together just to heal each other.
How he changed reality into his dream
and all he did was write
How she wanted to hold him
and put all the pieces back together so he can be alright
She chases and she falls
From one love to the next
She runs and she trips
From one ship to the 'best'
And when she finally felt at home
It was as though he was loveblind
As though her love to him was just a fiend
We live in a pretentious world -
a world where the truth looks like a lie
a "hello, how are you?" Feels like a goodbye.
Where an "I love you" sounds like a "That's my cue"
my cue to let love past right in front of me
my cue to back off
my cue to let him choose
Whether he wants us to fuse or let her loose.
She was his blanket to his shivers, his defroster to his frozen,
His food to his hunger, his blood to his heart and his tongue to his speech
But it was though he was loveblind
As though her love to him was just a fiend
This world full of hurt :
How him and I try to stay sane
And are too scared to love again.
This is the story about him and I.



© Aphelele Buthelezi

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Grade 12
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Their Words and My Tears ~ Nkazimulo Mvemve

It saddens me to hear those words come out of someone's mouth.
Even though they might have said it without knowing it's hurts just as much.
They say don't care about what other people think ,but how am I supposed to feel if that person has a massive impact on my life.
And as if I didn't hear properly I asked if she can repeat but it was as if she really meant it.
Saying it for the second time in the same manner , it hurt even more.

I thought about it then I cried and cried and cried and cried even more , but I was never heard and I never said anything I kept the pain to myself.
All of the pain in my life I've kept to myself ,I might have told a few best friends about my problems but I don't tell them all of them.
They say you should speak to someone when you want to do something like commit suicide, but I never told them about that either, I never told anyone

I've stopped the tears for now but the words will never cease.



©  Nkazimulo Mvemve

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Grade 11
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For What It is Worth ~ Nkazimulo Mvemve

I never really thought that it would come to this  we were so close that if I was apart from you I felt sick, but when I was near you felt alive.
I never really thought that I would catch feelings for you. When they said we would make a cute couple we laughed, but now I wish that it would come true.
I never really saw you like that at first because you were, " just a friend " but that just turned into a" best " and that best turned into love for you in a way that was unexpected.

It was as if someone pulled a switch in my head that controlled my affection for you. Now every time I see you my heart beats, my body heats up and it's like time slows down and everything around you becomes enchanted. Like you were living a fairly tale.
I guess that it's the way you talk and how I find it soothing, or the way you laugh which I find amusing or maybe your smile and your eyes how they blend together to make a picture of upmost beauty. Or maybe the way you look at me as if  your gazing into my soul. Looking right into my innermost thoughts and being.

BUT FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH I never really told you how feel, I was scared that I'd lose you and I guess I was right. I never meant what I said I was being an idiot mocking you of your beauty. I was being a fool. I'M SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO HURT YOU. If I had the power I  change what said and compliment everything  I love about you

And for what it's worth to me please don't forget me even if you don't want anything to do with me. Losing you is like the end for me.



© Nkazimulo Mvemve

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Grade 11
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The Magician: Five Poems by Uwais Coetzee

The Magician

She used tricks to escape her problems
Day in and day out.
They never disappeared though.
They were there without a doubt.
Tricking children into thinking
rabbits came from hats.
Seeing their shocked faces
while sitting on mats.
Teaching them that things disappeared
and completely vanished from sight.
Giving them smiles ,as it took away a her own
and she slowly lost her light.
She deteriorated as life went on
and slowly withered away.
Yet smiling for the children ,
keeping them oblivious for another day.
Her regular show never happened one day,
to the parents it slowly became clear.
She went out like a true Magician,
she made her life disappear.

The Thief

He stole everything from others.
Never using his own.
It all started back when he had
to fend for himself alone.
He was left to figure life out
without any assistance.
Abandoned to find his
own existence.
He stole everything from possession
To names and words.
He once stole a pet, a child's
Canary bird.
Nobody knew his name.
So he stole that too.
He was saying solo team
And never had a crew.
One day he disappeared.
Gone without a trace.
Nobody could report a thing.
He stole their memories of his face.

The World

There is a whole world behind your eyes,
that no one but you can explore.
The seas and oceans, mountains and rivers
Are yours right down to the core.
The only access point
Are through those eyes of yours.
Many times , to no avail have I
Tried to see the world through those doors.
They say curiosity killed the cat
But the cat lives in there too.
All your memories , all your feelings,
all the things that make you , you.
The world is mostly water ,
I guess that's why your eyes are blue.
People don't see it , the world you have,
The walk past without a clue.
The curiosity I have right now
makes me the cat today,
inquisitive , relentless pursuit,
It keeps me from staying away.
To know a person you have to know
the world behind their eyes.
I stare into yours to learn about your world
before it inevitably dies.

Things Unseen

People believe I'm what they can see,
what they can touch , like trees , plush and green.
I do it too , yes me.
Not believing things unseen.

We think we know it all
at this age of sixteen
Trying to differentiate what's real or not.
Never believing in things unseen.

Believe in the unknown.
Believe in what's out of your sight.
Believe in all things
that aren't touched by light.

Believe in the invisible
from this age of sixteen.
Believe in it all.
Believe in Things Unseen

Obstacles

The path to love
is filled with obstacles
that one has to accept and move on.
But how can one move on when
the obstacle that blocks ones path
is the love that one shall never get in return?

The highway of love is
like a map.
Sometimes the roads only go one way.
Sometimes you never find the treasure.
Sometimes love itself is the obstacle
On the path to finding love.


©  Uwais Coetzee

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Grade 11
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Soul Tied: Five Poems by Uwais Coetzee

Soul Tied

We met by chance,
a soulful coincidence.
Not a mistake but an opportunity
to begin a new experience.
We found ourselves making plans
to meet up and have fun.
But instead we'd be shy in the moment
and our mouths wouldn't run.
It would be an awkward silence
but not in a negative way.
As if our souls were connected and there
was nothing we needed to say.
We were together
But apart
All we needed
Was a start
And like the flying
Of a dart
I gave you
My heart.
You took it and latched on
like a child holding their toy.
But with me you didn't play.
We were here to enjoy.
To enjoy our time together
and be the reason for each other's smiles.
And be the only ones to kiss each other's lips
When we were supposed to be sorting files.
Sneaking glances at school,
while reading Shakespeare.
And being content with each other.
And happiness became clear.
Conversations were blissful and
eye contact was a treasure.
And those moments alone with you
were a pleasure without measure.
I doubt things will change.
They will always be the same.
Me and you will always be
Examples of a winning love game.
We may sometimes not get along
But it's a fairly smooth ride.
You and I will always be
inevitably Soul Tied.

More than I can take

All things have a capacity
A point at which it is full.
All things have a maximum size
Like the horns of a bull.
My brewing pot of emotions
has a limit too.
And sadly at the current point
it's full because of you.
Emotions and feelings combined together
a deadly combination it makes.
If my feelings were a water body
it would be an enormous lake.
But sadly as I said before
You fill me to the brim.
My feelings flow through my body
through every limb.
By the feel of things
in this enormous lake
the feelings I have because of you
Are more than I can take.

Rules

"Rules are made to be broken"
Is how the common saying goes.
To rebels and thieves and liars like me
It's second nature like crowing to crows.
Although breaking a rule is foreign to you
You had the beginners luck.
I ate your words up and believed and believed and
slowly became emotionally stuck.
If rules are meant to be broken, then
what are rules really for ?
Realistic boundaries for us to break and
exceed expectations once more ?
If rules are meant to be broken, then
you took the next step.
You lied and deceived and broke your promises
Like a weightlifter doing a rep.
It became second nature to you and
lying became your truth.
It became your language, your immediate response.
But when I pointed it out , you'd call me uncouth.
I became so used to the lies that
I took everything in the opposite way.
"Oh you don't love me?" "You don't need me?"
"You won't kill yourself today."
I found out the hard way that
Without an intention of living, you slept.
That "I'll kill myself today" was true.
The one promise you actually kept.

What you didn't know 

The night you took yourself
Took yourself away
It was too much for me
Too much too keep at bay
It was early in the year,
Sometime in May,
when you whispered in my ear,
"I'll go today".
I turned around to find you
But you were out of my sight.
I looked for you ,
the entire day and night.
With all my might
I wanted to keep you alive
Because suicide isn't right.
It wasn't your fate.
But by the time I found you
it was too late.
You took your life away
How could you?
I looked into your eyes
they were no longer blue.
I went up close to see if it was true.
But what you didn't know , that night you took your life,
You took mine too.

The bus that never came

We were waiting for our dreams
at the bus stop of our lives,
waiting for our wishes,
waiting for them to arrive.

My spirits lifted,
when I saw that first bus arrive
but my dreams had not come with it
and I struggled to keep them alive

I waited for you.
At that bus stop.
For you to step down with eyes glittery blue.
For me to say "I love you"
And you to say "I love you too"
But you didn't.

When the final bus arrived
it put out my flame.
You were on a bus,
but on The Bus that never came.


©  Uwais Coetzee

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Grade 11
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Imagination & Other Poems ~ Uvir Govender

Imagination

Can you imagine what could happen,
if you could dream anything.
Though it seem hasty and utterly crazy,
Why don't you just try.

Then you thank that star that made it all come true,
Cause what you want is coming soon.
right here......right now,
Just dream like a crazy cartoon.

If you could fly to the highest mountains,
or dive below the deep blue sea.
It all just lies in your heart and soul,
to live your life so free.

The world is truley incredible,
only if you let you mind explore.
And never look back at all,
just let your mind go wild.

Nightfall Sky

A sight all girls want to see so bad,
yet never experience its true beauty.
Though never to drives them mad,
for those who see is incredible to witness.

Rare to the naked eye,
but grips one till the day they die.
Never in ones life can see it all,
till you see those shining stars.

Many go to see its mighty wonders,
near and far...high and low.
But has never really seen this,
the thing that brings a smile to my face.

Many ask what's so great to see,
yet they don't know its purpose.
Just a cycle on can witness everyday,
Is the simple nightfall sky.

That Special Someone

The modern generation loves the world of technology and all,
however is that really special to someone's heart?
Is it just a myth to find that someone to call,
or could that fate become a reality to one's art.

All I know is she has a incredible smile,
that makes million die from doing her thing.
To the way she moves from side to side,
makes my heart go fast as a lightning .

The way her soft brown hair feels by my touch,
can make a baby panda feel like a ruff fluff.
And when you look into her hazel brown eyes,
you just get so my love to be tough.

Many think she's too good to be true,
it could be true but its not.
Cause I've seen her and shes my mew,
the one who is seen as not alot.

But all I can say is one simple phrase,
she is my special someone.


© Uvir Govender

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Grade 9
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