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Say it loud if that is what thrills you
Say it twice if that is what you don’t want
Say it loud if that is what brings discomfort in you
Cough it out if that will make you feel better
Run it fast if that will take you to your destiny
Step it up if that will take you higher
Dream it big if that’s what feels to be real
Fight it back if that’s what jeopardizes your peace
Give it time if that’s what worth your wait
Pay attention if that’s what you need to understand
Dress it smart if that’s what suits you
Paint it colorful if that’s what brightens you
Push it hard if that’s what you want to achieve
Keep on trying if that’s what fails you
Keep the ball rolling if you aim to reach the net

Goal scorers are those who keep on playing
Possess intelligence to be an intellectual
Be content to be constant but never let the contend
To keep you out of consistent.

Take you position but don’t use it as a possession.
Fly high if you believe that the sky is the limit.

Connect if you want to be collected
Don’t be a captor if you want to captivate.
Stay out of captive so you can be the captain
Be a commander to avoid being a demander.

Civilized is a way better than being a civilian
Hop to host high the classic but be gradual to cut the cost to graduate with gratitude.

Crave not to see yourself in the grave before you create life that will lend you in higher grade.

Be bold to hold the high volts that keep the cold away from the world of your own.

Be vital to visualize the visible visions that will
Violate the violence that victimize the victory of your vigorous success.
Defy to be dependent in order to deposit
The devotion that will deplete the negative emotions in you.

Stand still your integral being to give integrity that intact the instrumental mind you are installed in.

Know that nothing can change the chances that challenges the champion that chairs the chambers of your character
Be ready to cherish the charismatic chapter with champagne that will cheer up the chemistry in you to charm forever

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Mom

Mommy, you are the master of matters that I manufacture
The Queen that queued for nine months to receive me
You are the fleece blanket that warmed my days in the dark
The pillar that strengthen my backbone when I was weak
You failed to deny me the access to see the light when nature calls
You spent painful days and nights carrying my body in you
And selflessly shared with me every bite of food you ate

Challenges of losing me on my arrival threatened your peace
But you fought back with prayers begging God to save me
Exhaustion of the final day when I knock didn’t scare you
You endured the bitterness of giving me chance to find my way out of you
Even after my fall you didn’t swear back but smiled back and praise God for my safe arrival
You welcomed me in this planet earth and give me home
You made me familiar to the second planet where i was a stranger

You named me so that i grow to recognise my identity
You voice was so sweet for me to recognise you among others
I realised that i have a sense of smell in early days of my life when you cuddle me
For that you deserve to be called mother because you mastered me till this day

From crawling to running you mastered every step I took
Every move I made you monitored with high observation
The moment of my fear to take first step of my walk you were there to watch me
I cried and crowned you with restless nights though you found it easier to survive
They wished all the fun and luxury lives but you wished to see me growing to be the best
Torments and tantrums I threw at you, you managed find a way to show me the light Mom...

You knew that I deserve better education and that it has to begin with you
At the age of one i knew the word mama without you whispering it in my ears
Birth bond transmitted it to me because that was the first wish you made when I was still in you
From day one stage at school to the teenage stage behaviour
You stood by my side with smile in spite of difficulties you faced
I grew to humiliate and embarrass you
Put you through hardship and so much anguish
I forced to fall under bad influence of alcohol and drugs
Grew to make my own choices of friends that charmed me
I refused to listen when you they aim nothing but to champ me
You cried crown and begged me in public to make me understand your pain oh Ma...

All I heard was the melody of deception from the street
All that I saw was the bright lights of the spinning cars
Phone calls I responded only unknown because yours was annoying to take
I messed and mixed up the bright future you planned for me
I offended and perpetrated against the community including you
Sneaking and stealing behind your back, right under your nose oh ungrateful me
I cared for no one but my selfish behaviour and needs
I was left with nothing but jail for my sins
Yet you were left with nothing but to bail out your king
I cried back at you when things get tough dear Mommy!
Apart from everything you still had the gut to master my matters with sympathy and love
The crash I banged at you, you failed to hold the grudge
Pains that I have caused you, you never painted me bad
All that you honoured was the title you were given the day you gave birth to me Mommy 
You are indeed the master of the matters I manufactured

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Remission of Love

I kind of getting in motion just to control my emotions.
With every condition 
I find nothing but division in every portion.
All positions seem to be out of proposition.
In my proportion I am now in exposition,
to win back my position.
Eviction is what threatens my admission,
 From your diversion.
But I can't lose my dimension of winning back 
my position in your heart.
My intention is to get back,
 all attention of your attraction.
So that together in our mantion, 
we will create nothing,
 but invention of our life.
Then our love transmission, 
Will soon be the exhibition of our tale.

All permission is inside prescription of,
Your mission and vision.
My election is based on,
your heart selection section.
And I know I deserve nothing, 
But suction because of my imperfection.
Prediction of what could build back,
 Our perception is in auction.
Our liberation is now at stake of seperation.

Honey all I give is my devotion,
 to fix all dislocation occured,
 during our isolation.
In sensation of my heart,
 I do trace the desperation,
you have due to this condition.
I am now breathing out this petition to you, 
Asking for your remission.
In front of God's commission,
 I promise to make a decision
 To make you my exemption.
In my omission I swear under oath,
That I will dismiss all my daily disertion, 
And go with my rotation.

I am in exception of,
any probation time you give,
as long as that would lead to,
 our new redemption.
Whatever violation we've encountered,
we can still have a way to,
our best transformation.
Toleration is one more best remedy,
to heal our broken salvation.

Baby I swear this discussion will,
 lead us to a deliberation we missed,
 in our previous repetition.
In my heart there is nothing,
but selfless renovation towards,
our new reservation.
In this communication I hope,
 you will find your true ambition,
 to make a relevant quotation.
I don't have much but my submission,
 to you now happens as occasion,
we both have association with.

My assumption are high towards,
 your sincere consideration.
Because my addiction to you alone,
 grows to addition of my affection.
To my realisation I've noticed that,
 our story will become a true fiction,
in fixation of others if we give consultation.
I swear a great compensation,
shall come our way in form of,
 transportation to our destination.

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I Am Destined For Greatness

I believe in myself, the greatest I

Ambitious and artistic in every agenda
My ability grows high yet I lay medium

Destiny that I am born for is already designed
Even though I admire my admittance
Serving with pride is my priority to success
The challenges I face strengthen my talent
I believe that one success will Di and Tri
Nothing can stop me because i am forever green
Energy that i have gives nothing but perseverance
Destined but not determined to demand

For I know that my creativity is what I am proud of
Off the limit my ability gives me courage to do
Reality is that I am born to go greater

Greatness is the passion that gives me everything
Repetition of my failure grows me even greater
Even when I am down I still feel the best I deserve
After all perseverance is on the list of my agenda
Trials and tribulations are what give me height
Nevertheless when the pain hit me more often
Enthusiasm is the only essence of my excellence
Success is the song i sing for greatness
Slogan that i pride myself when reaching my goals.

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Beautiful Woman

The heart that melt in a distance
The heart that shows its weaknesses in public
It is easily surrenders to what has defeated it 
The sound of poetic thing that coughs out the great mentality to wash away the dry and thirsty feelings of the lost tigers
A poet that drains out the liquid of the fruitful juice that counts for those who are caught in thirst
Denial can be printed in big letters on their faces.
As their craving continue to strangle their desire 
Their ears still remains so wide open to listen to the sound of her sweetest melody

She is nothing but the princess that rings the bell that wakes up the sleepy and hungry Lions of the universe to recognize her beauty
The sound of drum that makes the stars to fall down and form a milky way that brings back the true shape of the stolen heart 
Twinkling so bright inside the silent stream of the waterfall just to call attention of those who ignore her
The champagne that no man is expected to refuse but willing to settle for at least a small drop of it 
Beautiful sinorita! The blossom of the Caribbean!
The ocean of Atlantic that drifts away hearts that desire to sip from the cup of true love.
So rare like a diamond that troubles the minds of professional surveyors.
Her sweet smile pours millions drops of tears from those who gets easily emotional

She is the Queen of the royal house where maids are treated with respect just to honour her sensational beauty
Her majestic smile shows nothing but nobility and love of beautiful creature
Her eyes are filled with blazing fire that lightens up the dark portion of the carnival places where gentlemen get caught in the middle
She honours nothing but her worth that work her way to catch nothing but her match 
Keep pride the prize of your size but hide the vibe of your true ride royal princess!
Kings and princes of this planet salute your true beauty!

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Survivor

I am a survivor! The over comer of the worst!
From Cape to Cairo! I know there is east to west!
My destiny is not yet reachable though not perishable
I may look miserable yet i am reasonable
All i have is curiosity aiming to be generosity
I am now a demander but soon will be an expander
I am willing to pay my due and sue back my few
In my devastation i stand to be deviation
Hoping that this dramatic moment will soon become gramatic
Even when i am emotional i still keep my devotional
I hear the sound of my failure but not bound to its rhythm
Hound by the pain of losing yet not feeling the wound inside
Humility gives me strength to become utility
Sometimes i think to bash loud though i am scared to dash out
I dare to try harder hence prepared to be bare
For i know that soon i will be above them all just after the moon become the bottom of my light
For i know that i am stable even if i am not yet able

No matter how much i have to spend
As long as it will soon make me depend
In this planet i have to be planted
Knowing that my perfection is not to be judged by percentage
I am willing to define my weakness
As that will make me a divine survivor

In my diary i keep on writing
Not forgetting the dairy that gives me strength
Like broken pieces of stone i rubbles down
So quick i will pick up those pieces and bubble back
When tomorrow come all my sorrows will fade away
That is when i will rumble away my crumbled life
And become reliable to my reality again

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Stiletto

Breathe easy to the heart that pumps out its rhythm!
Ease the easiest way that penetrates its veins!
Breathe easy to the brightest heartbeat that gives birth to life.
Bring back sensation from within to begin!
Brave back the battle of the great warrior in you.
For the barefooted you go you still have a long way to walk.
Barely as you weaken yourself along the road, beneath the palms of your feet lies the bravery of your daring parimeter.
The stability that gives you the ability to erase disability in you!

Deep down the desert of fear there is the boldness and the beautiful Queen in your rest!
Restlessly you fight out your way to succeed endlessly with that passionate look in your eyes.
You calmly goes where the river flows to glow back the worn out look in you!
Steadily stand out where the wind blows to block all the shaken walls from its fall.
You are acquintantly stubborn! Hard to surrender the weak moment that strike your territory.

In your best you beast out the blast to bust the bull that bully the bond you have with yourself!
Friendly you find your heart in fury to love your outer Queen unlimitedly,unconditionally and unstoppably.
You see no uglyness, no shadiness and no remorse in admiring the outer you are!
Apart from harm you armed to repair.
Desperately and eagerly fighting all dispair!
Raped, agonised and tortured...!
Abused, traumatised and abandoned...!
Yet ubundantly feel bewildered to believe again!
Bewitched and so beloved to love yourself undyingly.

Undergone the tragedy in misery of love!
Tested from the rest in family and domestic violence...
Yet the treat of treasure in your imagination still reasure the ressurection and keeps on arousing from the back of your inner mirror.
You conclude and conceal all so well with your lipstick brightly shining without shyness.
Badly bruised outside! Dislocated spiritually and mentally disordered due to a
hostility and anguish you encountered.
Although in your heels you still steal the moment in time where you missed that caressness of nature.
Boldly you hold and own the look in fimine way with ignorance of Anti's.
The cologne you wear is spiritual, the heart you owns is graceful
the tag you display is soulful.
The stilletto you are, you are super natural.

Aback you often sit back and watch,
In offence you hold back and become responsible!
By the steeps and slopes you hold the grip.
Muddy and sandy you manage to dig yourself out.
You keep the walk talking in a toned bravery of your stilettos!

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Thola Africa

In the raging sun of summer time
The blowing wind of the winter
In the harvest time of sweet autumn
The divine feeling of the spring touch
We are still African, the heart of Africa
We are the soft snow that falls in the silent nights
The raindrops to nourish our beautiful Africa
We are the lakes that pour the sweet juice
The rivers that support the young streams to carry on
Then why not be silence Africa?       
Why not be quiet and be the ocean of love?
So that each of us could swim peacefully.
Be quiet Africa, Thola Africa!

Be polite and carry one another in faith
Let the spirit of ubuntu rule us and make us one
Let the doves of peace fly in and find rest in us. 
Let the wild cheetahs consider our smile and settle with our presence
Let the angels of heaven bless our comfort towards one another.
For our love is as strong as a rooted mountain rocks.
Be silent Africa! Thola Africa!            

Oh yes we have the right to shed tears.
The possibility to feel the pain
We have the chance to go through hard times 
And time to quarrel or disagree.
But always a way to be silence
Why tears of hatred instead of joy?
Why pain of fear instead of pity?
Why hardship of failure instead of trying?
Why quarrel of war instead of unity?
Oh beautiful Africa why not be silence?
Togetherness why not fighting crime?
Improving the economy that is awaiting our precious minds.
As one poverty is a fairy, something to be beaten overnight
In one soul the empire of education can be build in seconds
And sanity can be something to pride ourselves of.
Thola Africa! Get silence Mzansi!

I am black because i am African!
I am an African because of Africans!
We are the same flesh that formed our nation.
Our colour is our silence pride
As enormous as we are, still we are one.
 western or central we are still Africans.
Africans that belongs to one home.
Why showing off the tribulation to the world?
Instead of tributes to our laid heroes?
The once who are dead in fight of our own freedom!
Why aren’t we become one tribe in spite of our race?
Why aren’t we unite and choose a tribunal to represent our understanding?
Africa! Why crying loud useless tears?
Why not tears of holding each other?
Thola Africa! Be quiet peaceful land!

Let the sky be fertile and rain down the drops of peace
Let the milky way adore your sense of humor.
For we all know that you are strong enough to conquer.
You are smart enough to discrete what you are capable of.
And wiser to adjourn or even dismiss all the

Best Poems Written by Tswarelo Mohohoma

Bid To Forbid

Let Me Love You

Victory of Success

Mom

Remission of Love

I Am Destined For Greatness

Beautiful Woman

Survivor

Stiletto

Thola Africa