Submissions by imbongi
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"I" is not me alone, it is my people and their stories to tell, i mean living style to share. The life of chains in brains and braves in slaves, that's how much i care? I am "my people" the true blood of Imbongi, the spirit
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Feb 2020 9:17am
5th Feb 2020 9:17am
A Boy into Man
Nothing he had but something he did,
pushing bricks like driving a toy car,
bare foot walking to school in all seasons.
crossing rivers in long distances , it was all fun to him.
His Father's Love was absent as it was a cultural norm.
only teachings were the presents from his father,
gifts that are expensive with no price tags.
The time had arrive for him to be a man,
ceremony of initiation progressed, goats & sheep slaughtered,
songs were sang while they were heading to the mountain
first love his father shared...
pushing bricks like driving a toy car,
bare foot walking to school in all seasons.
crossing rivers in long distances , it was all fun to him.
His Father's Love was absent as it was a cultural norm.
only teachings were the presents from his father,
gifts that are expensive with no price tags.
The time had arrive for him to be a man,
ceremony of initiation progressed, goats & sheep slaughtered,
songs were sang while they were heading to the mountain
first love his father shared...
#strength
#gratitude
#respect
512 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jan 2020 8:59am
13th Jan 2020 8:59am
Whom i call a Friend
A missing piece of my peace, placed in space.
Teens we were at 16
was a perfect matching puzzled pieces
Always known and shared deepest bonds
we became the bible of wisdom
and traveled separately with no distance in mind.
It was and still is, what friendship we found,
upon binding thick blood of brotherhood
and i am proud to say..
"Hello Friend this letter belongs to you"
Teens we were at 16
was a perfect matching puzzled pieces
Always known and shared deepest bonds
we became the bible of wisdom
and traveled separately with no distance in mind.
It was and still is, what friendship we found,
upon binding thick blood of brotherhood
and i am proud to say..
"Hello Friend this letter belongs to you"
#love
#strength
#gratitude
#admiration
#respect
489 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Nov 2019 9:40am
14th Nov 2019 9:40am
My Dog
i am loyal as i don't have manners"
that's what they say,
but i do, just can't explain.
If i am barking, my feelings are well expressed
but not understood.
my existence is their protection,
the security of the entire family.
still, every man done wrong, is referred to my name
"dog",
My actions can be reckless ,sometimes
but responsibility is,
being the gate of their yard.
Take care of me, I'll take care of you
(ruff-ruff!!), i hope you understand now.
that's what they say,
but i do, just can't explain.
If i am barking, my feelings are well expressed
but not understood.
my existence is their protection,
the security of the entire family.
still, every man done wrong, is referred to my name
"dog",
My actions can be reckless ,sometimes
but responsibility is,
being the gate of their yard.
Take care of me, I'll take care of you
(ruff-ruff!!), i hope you understand now.
#dogs
535 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Oct 2019 1:38pm
21st Oct 2019 1:38pm
Karma Dialogue
Hello, hello...
hey, excuse me"..
(running towards her)
/ no response /
Remember,
How..
Carefull, rich in love
i was.
may be i wasn't loud enough
and you couldn't hear my voice.
Vroom, Vroom...
sound of a car inviting you,
Knocking at the window,
to be a passenger
/he never called you/
(Some Random guy)
i Love him..,
what about me?
he's taking care of me ...
who said i won't,
please be patient with me
sorry time is money....
(i let her...
hey, excuse me"..
(running towards her)
/ no response /
Remember,
How..
Carefull, rich in love
i was.
may be i wasn't loud enough
and you couldn't hear my voice.
Vroom, Vroom...
sound of a car inviting you,
Knocking at the window,
to be a passenger
/he never called you/
(Some Random guy)
i Love him..,
what about me?
he's taking care of me ...
who said i won't,
please be patient with me
sorry time is money....
(i let her...
#love
#regret
#heartbroken
526 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Oct 2019 8:37am
10th Oct 2019 8:37am
Online World
Online gate, data entrance
and money transport, to
a mansion house information
with many website rooms.
Once the journey starts
desperation is measured
laziness being captured
and time being waited
Or utilized
but the brains become wealthy
though the pockets are empty
and money transport, to
a mansion house information
with many website rooms.
Once the journey starts
desperation is measured
laziness being captured
and time being waited
Or utilized
but the brains become wealthy
though the pockets are empty
#technology
509 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2019 10:04am
2nd Oct 2019 10:04am
i keep asking myself, why
is my skin not good enough?
nor my hair good enough?
as i wonder...
are we created to be hated and enslaved?
pains physically and emotionally drained?
our muscles and skins are strong
but our hearts tell a different story
we may be baboons and gorillas
but the breathing and bleeding are the same
yet still 'Nothing' is ever good we do
what is this?
life i suppose...
i blame no one but i understand not.
so i keep asking myself, why?
nor my hair good enough?
as i wonder...
are we created to be hated and enslaved?
pains physically and emotionally drained?
our muscles and skins are strong
but our hearts tell a different story
we may be baboons and gorillas
but the breathing and bleeding are the same
yet still 'Nothing' is ever good we do
what is this?
life i suppose...
i blame no one but i understand not.
so i keep asking myself, why?
#sadness
#anger
#hate
#rejection
#confusion
537 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Sep 2019 9:27am
25th Sep 2019 9:27am
Introspection
life's activities
have messages
everyone listens
but
some don't hear
have messages
everyone listens
but
some don't hear
#identity
536 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Sep 2019 10:22am
19th Sep 2019 10:22am
Jealousy
Some say its an evil spirit
what if, its a need you wont have,
creating the bad to feel good?
its like a seed wanting to grow
in an infertile field, producing
poisonous fruit
its nature is of a "dead living"
the feeling of a numb heart .
Some say its all in the mind
what if, its a feeling from birth
made humans to compete
for improving the universe?
what if, its part of life
what if, life is part of it
partly life and jealousy
only what if!..
what if, its a need you wont have,
creating the bad to feel good?
its like a seed wanting to grow
in an infertile field, producing
poisonous fruit
its nature is of a "dead living"
the feeling of a numb heart .
Some say its all in the mind
what if, its a feeling from birth
made humans to compete
for improving the universe?
what if, its part of life
what if, life is part of it
partly life and jealousy
only what if!..
#confusion
416 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Sep 2019 9:18am
10th Sep 2019 9:18am
Women
Extraordinary species
bringing lives, creating thesis
preparing the earth to have creatures
Their hearts ,beat endlessly.
like sibling brains of intelligence,
they provide similar excellence
The strength and power fitted in mind,
soft sounding voices as their weapon,
they shape the world,bringing the joy
"Women" is their Name
bringing lives, creating thesis
preparing the earth to have creatures
Their hearts ,beat endlessly.
like sibling brains of intelligence,
they provide similar excellence
The strength and power fitted in mind,
soft sounding voices as their weapon,
they shape the world,bringing the joy
"Women" is their Name
#courage
#wisdom
435 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Sep 2019 8:04am
4th Sep 2019 8:04am
Xenophobia
blood to blood with blood
what a horrible image in Africa.
like sons of Kings, aiming for the throne,
they became strangers to each other,
so are we.
Poisonous language difference
is a tribalism infection,
coursing an illness "Panga-knife slaughtering"
screaming, "Foreigners!, Foreigners!"
to the continental residents,
that symptom is of a 'killing' virus
marking red faces to the continent,
now..
we are herds with no shepherd
what a horrible image in Africa.
like sons of Kings, aiming for the throne,
they became strangers to each other,
so are we.
Poisonous language difference
is a tribalism infection,
coursing an illness "Panga-knife slaughtering"
screaming, "Foreigners!, Foreigners!"
to the continental residents,
that symptom is of a 'killing' virus
marking red faces to the continent,
now..
we are herds with no shepherd
#sadness
#Africa
#shame
590 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Aug 2019 8:34am
29th Aug 2019 8:34am
Open Letter
Dear Darling
pave my road not to be gravel
it is dusty and curved,
no lights, its all dark
your heart compass
improves my sailing,
directing, my boat not to sink.
Endless Journey
as i travel,
be my paramedic
in my accidents
your Soul
My part
pave my road not to be gravel
it is dusty and curved,
no lights, its all dark
your heart compass
improves my sailing,
directing, my boat not to sink.
Endless Journey
as i travel,
be my paramedic
in my accidents
your Soul
My part
#love
#myself
719 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Aug 2019 12:31pm
26th Aug 2019 12:31pm
DEPRESSION
The eyes looked like an attenuating river,
a blink producing salty water,
when the seed of hope faded underground
without its roots being spread,
so the body-temple slowly collapsed.
Then brains dated the pain,
the conversations became in vine.
Such feeling was foreign
it made no sense as it was present
all in all fitted in prison
like a baby in a cot
it was known someday it will grow
out of the cot to be known.
a blink producing salty water,
when the seed of hope faded underground
without its roots being spread,
so the body-temple slowly collapsed.
Then brains dated the pain,
the conversations became in vine.
Such feeling was foreign
it made no sense as it was present
all in all fitted in prison
like a baby in a cot
it was known someday it will grow
out of the cot to be known.
#anger
#shame
#confusion
626 reads
10 Comments
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