Tossed Africa

Still thoughts in silence.
Questions flow stronger than ocean currents.
If I could cut a piece of my skin,
Toss it into the open sky,
Would dark thunder clouds tell the colour of my skin?
Beat indigenous rhythms of song and dance onto the earth.
Produce sounds that tell stories of the unknown past.
If I could mold all that is African,
Toss it into the open sky,
Would the motherland tell its hidden tales?
Run my fingers through the river waters.
The cold and emptiness I felt in it.
If I could see the real ingredients of that water,
Toss it into the open sky,
Would it fall down as the tears of my people?
Shot after shot, gush after gush.
Blood all over beautiful loving hearts.
If I could stop that bullet and stop that knife,
Toss them into the open sky, Could it be possible to identify the source of violence?
Plants in mother's garden,
Animals grazing in father's game-farm.
If I believed that its all this continent had to offer,
Toss my stereotypes into the open sky,
It would all rush down because Africa refuses to be tossed around.
Copyright.(c).(2009).CLK PHAKEDI.All Rights Reserved.

Love's Devine

He kissed me goodbye,
my life along.
Holding my dripping heart in his hands
Dripping red from the blood of my heart,
Give up he said,
Love is not worth it,
you are better off without it
With tears in my eyes,
I grabbed it back,
bruised and batterd
It lay in my hands
For i would rather feel hurt,
than feel nothing at all,
only to the pleasure that is life

The Trees

In the school i was,
There lived two trees
Lovers of their lives,
and each other
They caressed their leaves,
in the courtship dance of the wind.
Leaning to each, and yet,
too shy to talk
the language of love
Pulled together by attraction,
too strong to resist.
The wind , conspirator to their love.
Pushing for their branches to touch,
First tentatively, then boldly
as lovers meeting by night,
making promises never to part

A Room Full Of Spanish Man

There they stood in the most appealing essence
Lik mere cats basking in the sun, they conveyed presence of regal poise.
They wore suits of all kinds; alluding to their gallant nature and sense of style.
The smell of their opulent cigars left me enticed to their saccharine Spanish tongues.
I could smell the scent of their expensive cologne as they gait across the room with the posture of a tango dancer.
I took an attentive look at a few but only one turned my heart into a pulp and my mind barren.
Gestures offered by his aura facincted me.
His opulent and prominent affiliation magnified the valiant image he portrays.
Our eyes locked then he came towards me with that swayed walk.
I gazed away not to reveal how his presence enthused me.
"Armando Duran, ¿puede me da siéntese"
I looked at him with utter confusion.
He pointed at the chair next to me and then I understood what he meant, so I replied; "Yes, Yes..."
My heart exceeded its normal speed; this was fatal attraction.
I could make conversation but where would I start, I knew not a word of Spanish.
He held out his hand for mine, "¿cómo te llamas...Your name...?"
"Oh! Ha-ha! (smile) Linda...Linda Phakedi."
Attemptin to pronounce my surname, I politely averted the conversation.
"Spain...? Are you from Spain?"
"No...No er; Argentina.
"We continued onto a troutous but interesting dialogue until it was almost break of dawn.
He even taught me how to do the Flamingo Tango;
I always had a certain thrill for ballroom.
Never had I imagined I'd one day be lead across a dance floor by a Spanish man.
En Un sitio para lleno o de español mano.
(A room full of Spanish men).

Copyrights(c). (2009)CLK PHAKEDI. All Rights Reserved.

My Revelution

Change, grow and evolve...revolutionize yourself.
Place yourself into a new beginning, like nature; turn out the inner most beauty of your being and lik the fresh tranquility of dawn and pleasant mood of dusk;
plot the scene of life.
As your mind starts to open up to this change, Place yourself into your state of mind; meditate and have a conversation with your heart.
Listen to your conscious and unleash emotions that articulate the essence of your soul;
discover the presence of that delicate peace that dwells within you.
Contemplate the presence of that which is at the depth of yr heart.
Rediscover the roots of yr complex infinite self, your immortal soul inside of you.
Find the hidden forte of yr mind; the lustrous infant matter that idiosyncratically defines how you came about into form.
That is yr moment; appreciate it, embark on a journey of adventure.
Your state of mind goes into a completely new domain.
You hav taken a diminutive step back in life, a minute moment to place yourself into that quiet place.
A place with pleasure beyond words, a place only u can explore.
Now that you hav found the door that leads to a complacent place, a place that defines you.
You should enjoy the comfort and bliss of your peace of mind, your place of sincerity.
Be at peace, this is yr revolution.

Copyrights(c).(2009)CLK PHAKEDI.All Rights Reserved.

All Because Of Love

At first acquaintance
Our eyes and minds absorbed only what was attractive at the time
All that was around us became minute
All I found attractive about you gave me chills I can not describe
You where not a sight for sore eyes, but my heart skipped a beat for you anyway
MY FIRST LOVE AT SIGHT YOU WERE
You became an assignment, this fish I'd hook and pull no matter the storm
If I was asked, yes! I'd answer...He is mine
All of me grabbed onto your every word
I was taken to a land not so far away but definately unknown
You raided my day dreams, broke the wall to my sweet dreams and by morning my heart was no were to be found
My rod began to wiggle and I got up to take my catch, no questions asked
I thought I had it!
Assignment complete and passed with flying colours,
Funny how WE just flew like those colours
Suddenly too busy to even look at me like you used to
Something had changed, my fish I had spiced and tendered with love gave me a tummy ache
It was not my hook I spotted in your mouth
Someone stole what I thought was mine
You let her put her hand through the very wall you broke, you exposed my heart to a reptile
You kissed me with lies and thought I'd turn blind
I was poisoned with hate for your kind
Those many fish in the sea now all had a similar taste,
I would never touch another if it was the last thing I did
I hated the faint sight and smell of fish
I never wanted to see you again
Soon I ate my words letter for letter
Fell in love again!
Now astrology was my thing
I spotted myself a handsome star and when it falls
I will be there for the catch.
ALL BECAUSE OF LOVE.


Copyrights(c).(2009). CLK PHAKEDI. All Rights Reserved.

My mirror Speaks

Every morning I have a conversation with my mirror,
but questions I pose remain unanswered.
Day after day I ask: "Am I beautiful?"
"DO I look good?"
"Is my smile beyond words?"

For a moment there I thought it replied back.
That was actually my conscious,
the angel that God sent to me.

She said beauty is what is inside...
but still my questions remain unanswered.
"Am I beautiful?"
"Do I look good?"
"Is my smile beyond words?"

I asked more questions, this time I asked politely;
"Mirror Mirror, charming and clear, please answer me here"
"What do I possess that makes me unique?"
"Do I have the ability to fulfill my worth on earth?"
"Who loves me more than I love myself?"

A light appeared before me,
I had never in my life seen anything so bright and when it spoke,
I got the fright of my life.
"MY MIRROR SPEAKS!"

It said;
"GIRL! u sexy,
mighty fine-looking-self had better get me some shades cos dat smile sure is bright."
"and wat is dt 'moosh-mosh' al bout?
Only u gots de answers 2 those questions!"

Something surely knocked me about! I said it all at one go...I AM WHAT I AM AND REMAIN WHO I AM FOR THAT IS WHAT I AM!

Copyrights(c).(2009)CLK PHAKEDI. All Rights Reserved.