Best Durban Poems
Captured by the beauty of Lillian
I think of her on the coast of Durban.
With her is where I want to be.
So beautiful she could be a Wodaabe.
There's no way I could assign a worth,
Indeed the most beautiful woman on earth.
Being close to beauty encourages this man.
For her I would plow the fields of the Sudan.
To hold her hand would make me glad.
I would confess my love for her by the dry well in Chad.
Being near her could lift me from the Diaspora.
We could make a start in Liberia.
For her hand I would ask her ma ma;
permission to marry her in Ghana.
We're not moving too fast too soon.
There's a home waiting for us on the coast of Cameroon
There's no place I would fail to go,
Yes even to Bembe in the Congo.
We could lay on our backs admiring God's moon;
while sharing kisses in the meadows of Gabon.
Please don't say no and bring my eyes to shed tears.
My friends would have to console me on the streets of Zaire.
I would remain faithful in Tanzania,
Celebrate her beauty in Kenya.
For her love I would carry her cross in Askum, Ethiopia.
My love would not wonder,
It could stop the civil war in Rwanda.
What God had ordained let no man put asunder.
For you I'm a one woman man.
Our love stays strong and so I continue to pray.
We could start a farm in Great Zimbabwe.
For Lillian I'd leave America,
and hold onto her all the way to South Africa.
Sea-Lion
I saw a seal in Durban big and sleek and its smile
Was wondrous, I think it had green eyes, right,
But, I’m not a very god swimmer and is sceptical
Of water, mermaids and swimming pools.
By chance, I saw a sleek woman cleaning a pool
And it was morning, she had green or blue or
Perhaps brown eyes of the type lionesses have
When a lion, has caught a prey it has to give it
Up when hyenas come around.
Conquests are a hyena’s fare but it lacks delight
And the ability to laugh. The seal from Durban
I remember so well, had a hearty laughter and
A smile “thousand miles.” Am I getting confused
Talking about lions and seals? Not at all but it was
A female and she sat my heart aflutter.
Lord Jesus
A Son of God,
I read it in the Bible.
Where also lord mentioned.
A false prophet will be born.
After this message,
Lord Muhammad was born,
And these teachings were never accepted
Christians followed Lord Christ holy Bible,
That ‘d written by his followers,
Because he was unable to write.
If this is the truth,
Who was the father of God?
That was the father of Lord Christ?
If Mary was virgin,
And God took this responsibility,
That her child,
Jesus is a Son of God,
Is it that means?
God was a human.
I read also on many occasions,
Devil also slept with many women,
But nobody claimed that,’ he was a son of devil.
As Dalits were accepted untouchables,
Over the centuries and Mahatma Gandhi,
Accepted Indians ‘A father of nation’,
Claimed that untouchables are ‘harizans’.
The Son of God.
In 2001, The World conference against Racism,
Taken place in Durban that I attend,
And protested that, ’Casteism is Racism’.
The 7th Global form,’ reinventing Government’ in Vienna,
I attended where I heard,
UN failed to hear Dalit’s issue of Caste,
Because they admitted that,
Gandhi was a great philosopher.
He will be awarded with noble prize.
I appreciated the world philosophers,
Who admit Gandhi’s Claim that
250 million Dalit’s are not human,
They are the Son of God as Lord Jesus Christ
But was that reason,
Not Christians, not Muslims, not Jews, not Buddhists,
Condemned UN role of discrimination against Dalits.
Is these religions accepted that,
Gandhi was a great philosopher,
250 million Dalits are the Son of God, not human.
If they accepted that Dalits are also human,
They must claim to UN,
How did they fail to address?
Dalit rights are also human rights.
Winter in the African sun
Feels like sizzling summer fun
Come down to Durban beach
And all your blues will be bleached
This is South Africa’s playground
We have a golden tan all year-round
05-08-2015
Thabang Jan Ngoma
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Through moving mirrors i see
the cracks and dirt
I see young girls wanting
diamonds and pearls
I see young gents chasing every
short skirt.
These days people do crazy ****
in the name of swag
For an example of what I mean
take a trip down my street.
Through these mirrors
I see the lies and deception
Aint nobody trying to make a
holy connection
I see us slowly going down
Down,down as we pave our way
to the grave when it all ends we
will realize that it was all pain
and no gain
Through these moving mirrors
I see materialistic bitches
Full of lust and greed for worldly
Riches
Fornicating with a man twice her
age just coz he can afford those
louis v slippers
It give me the shivers
Coz when I look through these
mirrors I see pieces of me,
Piece he,pieces of she,pieces of
we who continuosly conform to
society
Slaves to the trends of what's
out and what's in.
Could someone pls tell me
whatsapp with the status
Check in at the races Durban
july let's face it
Most fake it before they make
it.
name of a crane
saras - India - sarees
flying past each other
II
friend named Bubbles
or "victory" originally
he alone unchanged in Guateng
III
green pastures, youth, Durban
Bad old good South Africa
those days, parents, gone
IV
at prayer in Lenasia
Gerrie Lubbe, wife Jeanetta Hendrina -
a torch. Pray for healing, rainbows ...
Oil painting sold in a busy old street
A man with no hands,
using only his feet
Lively the colours, sunset in gold!
Unframed his paintings at Durban price sold
Speechless as people stop and adore...
Inspired by others
His crowded by more
Melting emotions
saying so much
Without any fingers, yet feeling the touch!
Looking at faces left with a smile.
Brittle his brushes unique in his style
Pictures are painted with stories to share
SO many times do we cry life is not fair.
Driven by passion
A brush and some paint
Excelling beyond reason with colours and paint
Please don't say Vegas.
We're halfway between Durban and Bloem',
so don't say Vegas, okay ?
Thankfully you found a way, reluctantly,
to settle on the right answer
without saying it out loud.
All the way to the beach,
so I hopped in, and I didn't laugh.
I introduced myself
and for an awkward moment
you introduced neither
yourself nor that guy you wanted to be.
Perhaps you didn't want to introduce
yourself, anonymous as me.
And you didn't need to introduce him,
how could I possibly not know his name ?
Then, after a moment of that,
you introduced him anyways.
It would be a long, silly drive.
You said it. Your voice was not unconvincing,
you had it pretty much down.
You actually said the name,
as if you wanted us both to believe it
but knew that neither of us did.
I'd never seen sideburns so thick,
or hair so black and slick,
the sunglasses looked the part too.
The rest of it was not as flamboyant
as The King would have wanted it to be.
I was friendly and nice
and made sure not to laugh,
but we both knew the truth,
and I really wanted
to be far from Bloem' today.
16th August 2018
I know why you cry
You miss me every night
Come to durban your
Spiritual emptiness
Will find it's match in me
In these uncertain times seemingly
ever harder to predict and navigate
what on earth we are about to be hit
with or be faced to deal with next
It's nice to know there are something's
we can still reply upon seldom never
change remain the same and in doing
so keep us sane
Like you Charl my friend who I have
come and got to know since you
we're that little boy in short pants
at school my mother took to her heart
Loved reggae and came with us on
holiday to Durban , you who when
we went to the bowling club for
breakfast started cleaning up the plates
The poor boy that went to church who
they then dismissed and all looked
down there nose's at
As they did not or were unable to
without giving you a chance based
solely on judging a book by its cover
Never got to see or witness just how
good and massive heart you indeed
possess
Well that's their loss shame on them
Because if they had they like I would
have found someone who is in essence
selfless possess the gift of humility
in spades
Has a kind heart and treats
people with respect and a has a
caring emotional nature
That is why I see you not as merely
just a friend but rather as an extended
member of my family and not only me
but so does my mom as well
And once again hopefully I pray this
fact above all else will remain in tact
for many a long year to come
Long after you're pant need turning up
and reggae comes back in fashion
Any fool can write , quote and utter
word's in order to gain favor despite
them being inherently fake so have
no meaning at all
If actions not word's be the grade to
distinguish and benchmark one's character
upon
Then I have seen enough of you in action
over these past many a year to know one
thing for certain and sure
You Charl are one of those rare few
good truly genuine people in life if
you come across and get to know
You should count and thank your
lucky star's blessed to have met
On Mission in South Africa, I am missed in Virginia
Only the CHRIST family I belong to, can match with stamina
The love of my sister Maureen, and her hubby Mr. Mothilal
As I was surprised by the Jagans of Jo'burg for birthday 60
I miss the older members of my Bible Study and Prayer Group
Two great men have gone: Ronnie Simms and Buddy Ogden
Today Pastor Ray Kingrea said "your hands mixed in lives here,
and You will never know how much you are missed at TOLM."
TOLM: Tree of Life Ministries, how I love Mike Dodson
The founder, or co-founder with pastor Debbie Dodson
Now joined with Pastor Ray Kingrea, and his dear helpmate, Sandy
So, all these folks celebrate the Kingdom; life is best in heaven
Yes, I miss them all, while in South Africa (lots of crime & corruption)
But there are heroes and sheroes; if only we loved Jesus with abandon
And preached - with peaceful interaction, quietly - His Kingdom
Then Heaven will begin a bit already; as Elder Mrs. Mothilal has done
Our Divine Life Society in Durban, has a wonderful history
Now Jesus may complete the work through you & me? Mystery!
After I graduated as teacher: East London High
Because I boarded at an ashram in Durban
Check of my first salary, went to it as thanks
NOTE: The Swami - "not good in Christ terms" - but the most abstemious & disciplined man I knew, blessed my gratitude. His name, Swami Sahajananda, or formerly Srinivas Naidoo of Estcourt, said I would always have Grace. I have never gone hungry, or very cold, 42 years on.
name of a crane
saras - India - sarees
flying past each other
II
friend named Bubbles
or "victory" originally
he alone unchanged in Guateng
III
green pastures, youth, Durban
Bad old good South Africa
those days, parents, gone
IV
at prayer in Lenasia
Gerrie Lubbe, wife Jeanetta Hendrina -
a torch. Pray for healing, rainbows ...
It is sunny day today
she looks at her beauty
as it is a beautiful day
to play with friends at the beach.
A good place for the poor and rich
as it always free to touch
waters and sands when folks reach
Durban front beach.
August 30/2023