Poems About Africa Seeking Honest Critique
#Africa
Maekandex
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 5:39pm
11th Sep 2024 5:39pm
Locked In this space
Blown in the space
Wreck on our hands
Another 4 years in waste
On the block 20 and the bait 23
It is the moment we could have hit the jackpot
My space mate in struggle
Different opinions in bigotry
Echoes on the space
My breath oozy in the stench
We hit the poll
To pull the PO matrix
It was vibrant joy in the space
A time of liberation draws near
Our sufferings to be written in the sand of time
Long time in our history
We could beckon call of hope
Drum of liberation
Is the greatest of...
Wreck on our hands
Another 4 years in waste
On the block 20 and the bait 23
It is the moment we could have hit the jackpot
My space mate in struggle
Different opinions in bigotry
Echoes on the space
My breath oozy in the stench
We hit the poll
To pull the PO matrix
It was vibrant joy in the space
A time of liberation draws near
Our sufferings to be written in the sand of time
Long time in our history
We could beckon call of hope
Drum of liberation
Is the greatest of...
#Africa
#city
#home #prison
#home #prison
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2 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 00:08am
20th Apr 2024 00:08am
Kidnapped
The rickety bus jolted as we were driven across the only real desert in Africa . I'm trying to stay positive pushing back thoughts of how easily it would be for the old bus to break down at any moment
I decided to dismiss the thought because we had finally reached Cape Town. I couldn't wait to see all of it and film everything in sight
But it wasn't in the cards as things changed in a split second. Suddenly , I feared the worse as our bus was flagged down by two men
They were white men that climbed aboard with guns in hand wearing nothing to disguise what they...
I decided to dismiss the thought because we had finally reached Cape Town. I couldn't wait to see all of it and film everything in sight
But it wasn't in the cards as things changed in a split second. Suddenly , I feared the worse as our bus was flagged down by two men
They were white men that climbed aboard with guns in hand wearing nothing to disguise what they...
#Africa
#anxiety
#fear #suffering
#fear #suffering
130 reads
8 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
12th Feb 2024 3:49am
12th Feb 2024 3:49am
anansi
It's not always about being the hero, sometimes it's about
being the trickster.”—Anansi Boys
akan-jamaican passion
landscaped not by vext ration
a little axe that fells big trees
cunning in sun and rain and breeze
fearful of no assassin
stealthy without moccasin
an octopus with human
face and spider’s acumen
he...
being the trickster.”—Anansi Boys
akan-jamaican passion
landscaped not by vext ration
a little axe that fells big trees
cunning in sun and rain and breeze
fearful of no assassin
stealthy without moccasin
an octopus with human
face and spider’s acumen
he...
#Africa
#narrative
#culture #tradition
#culture #tradition
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cabcool
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 4:13am
28th Dec 2023 4:13am
pacifique
juvenile poetess
her eyes light up mornings,
although she knows no mother;
in simple adornings,
she hungers for no other,
because she knows that deeper depths of love
are greater than swift eye or tongue can prove.
her sotto voce songs
entice the newborn daylight
to pacify the wrongs
that constitute her stage fright;
for, when the shades of night wither away,
she dares not swoon in daytime beaujolais.
her name is pacifique,
her nature eye-of-tempest;
her penchant pro-afrique,
her...
her eyes light up mornings,
although she knows no mother;
in simple adornings,
she hungers for no other,
because she knows that deeper depths of love
are greater than swift eye or tongue can prove.
her sotto voce songs
entice the newborn daylight
to pacify the wrongs
that constitute her stage fright;
for, when the shades of night wither away,
she dares not swoon in daytime beaujolais.
her name is pacifique,
her nature eye-of-tempest;
her penchant pro-afrique,
her...
#strength
#courage
#childhood
#Africa
#poverty
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Hunterapsych
Poem Published
25th Aug 2023 5:30am
25th Aug 2023 5:30am
Beauty and Bewilderment
The most intense landscape
swallowed in the sweltering sun,
the desert screams in silence.
Sandstorms sprouting and small houses in the distance,
this land of dust and heat demands the strongest will to survive.
On this path you will meet the kindest and most resilient of beings
seeing life from an ancient but timeless perspective.
Determined and confident in each moment of uncertainty
is what you must be in this most unforgiving of environments.
Surrounding mountains sheltered in the shade of the clouds.
Beyond the brutality...
swallowed in the sweltering sun,
the desert screams in silence.
Sandstorms sprouting and small houses in the distance,
this land of dust and heat demands the strongest will to survive.
On this path you will meet the kindest and most resilient of beings
seeing life from an ancient but timeless perspective.
Determined and confident in each moment of uncertainty
is what you must be in this most unforgiving of environments.
Surrounding mountains sheltered in the shade of the clouds.
Beyond the brutality...
#Africa
#spiritual
#travel
#SelfDiscovery
#desert
140 reads
5 Comments
Gentle
Poem Published
18th Jun 2023 11:07pm
18th Jun 2023 11:07pm
THE CLARION CALL
Our sire's sight, our mama's care
Our distinct cults and lives we own
Distinct tongues and Distances fair
Left we did, to the land unknown
In cage we stayed in the prison zone
Who will not miss the clarion call!
Earlier we woke than the land to serve
"Under the sun or in the rain" I recall
We stood and sang with skill and verve
The land we have, we vowed to preserve
Fun it was to a thousand and one
Man O War drill and lecture fright
Early waking for just a dry run
The soccer game and the fire night ...
Our distinct cults and lives we own
Distinct tongues and Distances fair
Left we did, to the land unknown
In cage we stayed in the prison zone
Who will not miss the clarion call!
Earlier we woke than the land to serve
"Under the sun or in the rain" I recall
We stood and sang with skill and verve
The land we have, we vowed to preserve
Fun it was to a thousand and one
Man O War drill and lecture fright
Early waking for just a dry run
The soccer game and the fire night ...
#Africa
#school
#learning
#determination
#success
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0 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
31st Dec 2022 11:10pm
31st Dec 2022 11:10pm
Haile Selassie Is Not God
Rastafarians will feel animosity towards the author of this composition.
Emperor Haile Selassie was a wicked and corrupt ruler, not God.
He did not care about the underprivileged people of Ethiopia.
Millions of Negroes starved and suffered under his oppressive leadership.
The uncivilized Rastas rejoiced that their god was coming for them.
His Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I visited Jamaica on April 21, 1966.
And he needed an interpreter to translate between English and his tongue.
What kind of god does not understand the language of...
Emperor Haile Selassie was a wicked and corrupt ruler, not God.
He did not care about the underprivileged people of Ethiopia.
Millions of Negroes starved and suffered under his oppressive leadership.
The uncivilized Rastas rejoiced that their god was coming for them.
His Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I visited Jamaica on April 21, 1966.
And he needed an interpreter to translate between English and his tongue.
What kind of god does not understand the language of...
#oppression
#Africa
#religion
#God
#suffering
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 2:17am
30th Aug 2022 2:17am
America
It is time to lift up the carpet of deception and expose the dirt that you swept under it.
We do not care whether you can stand the smell of your own excrement or not.
Your opportunistic forefathers ran away from Great Britain and came to the west as wanders.
They settled in other people’s lands and they reaped what they did not cultivate.
The Americans claimed that they discovered a land, but the land had already been inhabited by people.
So the country that you proudly call your home does not belong to you; it is a stolen land.
Your dishonest...
We do not care whether you can stand the smell of your own excrement or not.
Your opportunistic forefathers ran away from Great Britain and came to the west as wanders.
They settled in other people’s lands and they reaped what they did not cultivate.
The Americans claimed that they discovered a land, but the land had already been inhabited by people.
So the country that you proudly call your home does not belong to you; it is a stolen land.
Your dishonest...
#murder
#evil
#America
#Africa
#racism
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0 Comments
Wordsmith
Poem Published
21st Aug 2021 8:25pm
21st Aug 2021 8:25pm
My African Beauty
Aye
Your glowing smile
Fill my heart
With luminous sparks
that the stars
in the sky
feel mesmerised
by the refulgent stars
in your luccent eyes
Your glowing smile
Fill my heart
With luminous sparks
that the stars
in the sky
feel mesmerised
by the refulgent stars
in your luccent eyes
#love
#beauty
#Africa #passion
#Africa #passion
491 reads
0 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
1st Aug 2021 00:16am
1st Aug 2021 00:16am
TWISTER
Left hand red
Left foot black
Right foot green
Maybe go back?
Right hand red
Right foot white
Left foot blue
Inalienable right?
Right is white?
Wrong is black?
All about the green?
Except those who lack?
Stop on red
Yield on yellow
Go on green
Hearts now hollow?
What's the color of sorrow?
Left foot black
Right foot green
Maybe go back?
Right hand red
Right foot white
Left foot blue
Inalienable right?
Right is white?
Wrong is black?
All about the green?
Except those who lack?
Stop on red
Yield on yellow
Go on green
Hearts now hollow?
What's the color of sorrow?
#LifeStruggles
#America
#Africa
#greed
#despair
364 reads
3 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
14th May 2021 7:33pm
14th May 2021 7:33pm
Wakanda 2 Zamunda
You're so angelic that you should be donning a pair of wings
In the meantime, in between time, please accept this ring
As Yohan melodically sings, "She's Your Queen To Be"
Cause I want you to spend forever and a lifetime with me
On bended knee, I'm asking for your hand in marriage
Waiting patiently outside for us is a horse and carriage
You just have to say yes as the song suggests by Floetry
Riding off into the sunset will be you, me, and my poetry
An unstoppable trinity that'll always be as thick as thieves
Eventually adding some...
In the meantime, in between time, please accept this ring
As Yohan melodically sings, "She's Your Queen To Be"
Cause I want you to spend forever and a lifetime with me
On bended knee, I'm asking for your hand in marriage
Waiting patiently outside for us is a horse and carriage
You just have to say yes as the song suggests by Floetry
Riding off into the sunset will be you, me, and my poetry
An unstoppable trinity that'll always be as thick as thieves
Eventually adding some...
#love
#marriage
#Africa
#music
#WritingPoetry
396 reads
2 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
12th May 2021 1:46am
12th May 2021 1:46am
Tethered To Nether
Your mind's been assimilated and that's assassinated your will to be free
Cerebrally castrated and emasculated by what you constantly see on T.V.
Murder in the first degree without ubiety; deteriorating your inner strength
Causing your energy to quickly crossover into a different wavelength
Sending your consciousness into the abyss of the nether regions
No longer wanting to see reality through sobriety's visions
Making the decision that dissonance is as bliss as ignorance
Frustration's got you contemplating copulation as a defense
...
Cerebrally castrated and emasculated by what you constantly see on T.V.
Murder in the first degree without ubiety; deteriorating your inner strength
Causing your energy to quickly crossover into a different wavelength
Sending your consciousness into the abyss of the nether regions
No longer wanting to see reality through sobriety's visions
Making the decision that dissonance is as bliss as ignorance
Frustration's got you contemplating copulation as a defense
...
#LifeStruggles
#America
#Africa
#freedom
#StreamOfConsciousness
394 reads
3 Comments
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