Sound's poetic

15/06/2021

Dream of the dreamers (Youth)

Let my audible thoughts speak for the dreamers,
Shall our lamenting voices not pierce the deaf ears yet,
Yet the bitterness and greed of the so-called dictators posing as meritorious senators,
Dooming and glooming our youth on purpose,
Legislators how long with self hate
Manifest the interest in the development of our youth.

How long shall we suffer the consequences of selfish lawmakers,
Enough of killing dreams, ambitions and aspirations of our youth and society as a whole
Monarchies are far better than the constitutional government and the elitist that serve thier own agenda.

We were brain-washed with the ideology of an elite society,
Stop ma********ng on top of our heads trying to make us believe it is raining,
The impact of democracy only serves those privileged enough to manipulate and looting state resources meant for the very destitute.

Day in day out lawmakers are convicted of tender irregularities and manipulation,
The contradictions of the constitutional dogmas made our hearts bleed from the economic captivity, the injustices of the past,the present and future generations will still experience such.

By CM Nyakane

15/02/2018

IT WAS YOUR SOUL THAT TOUCHED MY SOUL

When my heart was beating and beating
It was your soul that touched my soul, and it sounded bold coz I was fond for your soul and through this day i felt like howling.
The memories you constructed in my mind recalls all the frowns, tears, smiles and every moment of laughter we had throughout our lives.
Love dried every tear shed, faded every smile we had but the memories remained alive.

You made me realise how I could be a better version of myself, with the tears of infinite passion that you drowned me in. You bring out the best and the worst in me, my better half you bring nothing but pleasurable moments and endless smiles in my face.
Your love mends all the broken shards in me, and the dismantled pieces of my puzzle, my remedy, my daily crush, my yonk' into, "o lerato LA pelo yaka o nketsa ke ikutlwe nkar ke tshwere lefatshe kaofela" I am a devoted man with your love compared to an ocean.

By Cedric Max Nyakane

20/11/2017

Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught
A feeling strange or new;
Thou hast but roused a latent thought,
A cloud-closed beam of sunshine, brought
To gleam in open view.

Deep down, concealed within my soul,
That light lies hid from men;
Yet, glows unquenched - though shadows roll,
Its gentle ray cannot control,
About the sullen den.

Was I not vexed, in these gloomy ways
To walk alone so long?
Around me, wretches uttering praise,
Or howling o'er their hopeless days,
And each with Frenzy's tongue; -

A brotherhood of misery,
Their smiles as sad as sighs;
Whose madness daily maddened me,
Distorting into agony
The bliss before my eyes!

So stood I, in Heaven's glorious sun,
And in the glare of Hell;
My spirit drank a mingled tone,
Of seraph's song, and demon's moan;
What my soul bore, my soul alone
Within itself may tell!

Like a soft air, above a sea,
Tossed by the tempest's stir;
A thaw-wind, melting quietly
The snow-drift, on some wintry lea;
No: what sweet thing resembles thee,
My thoughtful Comforter?

And yet a little longer speak,
Calm this resentful mood;
And while the savage heart grows meek,
For other token do not seek,
But let the tear upon my cheek
Evince my gratitude

By Kahlil Gibran

28/07/2017

My Long Lost Love

As days were passing by, Bemoaning your loss was like a daily bread, yearning for your return, your love was like a weft in my heart greater than the Himalaya. I was kinda wane as your love seemed to have faded in the mist.

My Life Companion how could you strip my heart into pieces, the bruises you left in my heart was like a scarlet scattered in a circle of my own.

I surmise i will meet you in planet Shangrila where imaginations surpussed reality, where we will swivel and swoon ertenally. Baby i need your love to refuel me and your b***y to satisfy my inner emotions, you are my aphrodisiac. I gazed with such a roving eye and moments after we were Glued into each other, that's when i felt our love Re-incarnated and rejuvenated again as u basked in my chest, My Long Lost Love!!!!!

By Cedric Max Nyakane

25/05/2017

12/05/2017

Missing Letters

I'm faced with quite a dilemma
Hoping someone can help me out
Over time I've used and abused all my letters
From top to bottom, in between, North to South

I tossed them all out on the paper
Many times quite recklessly
From left to right, black on white
Like they were nothing...A through Z

I've used some of them so often
It's hard now to tell what they were
Like is that a "B" or a "P" before me
Since I've about worn off the "B"s bottom curve

And the "Q" I always use
I bring into question as well
Could that be an "O" my goodness
When was it I tore off it's tail

But the main problem I have is with the "M"
From now on I'll be known as "Nax"
Since it can no longer stand on its own
Now that I've knocked off the entire right side

Can you now see where it is I'm coming from
As I slowly wear each letter down
Scribbling them out on the written page
Here and there and there about

Maybe what I need is a new alphabet
Then I can start all over with ease
So can anyone out there kindly help me
With lessons in Arabic or perhaps even Chinese

12/05/2017

WINDS OF CHANGE

To ride a painted pony
across a wind swept hill
Imagination’s our guide,
to be called upon at will.

Drumming beat of horses feet
summon voices from the past
"Dare ride out this storm,
our challenge may be your last!"

Multitudes slap their steeds
as thunder rolls ore' the land.
Angry souls spit lightning bolts,
fierce winds rage from waving hands.

Floods of tears from generations,
appear as torrential rain.
All races sharing like emotion,
each tears color is the same.

We kick our ponies harder now
to gain distance from the strife
Hands clench reins with knuckles white,
we’re holding on for life.

Then as fast as it all started
the winds begin to die
Swirling clouds above our heads
hold sunlight in the sky.

Their gentle laughter outlines color
in a picturesque rainbow
All sights and sounds softly fade,
disappearing with the blow.

Exhausted ponies slow,
it’s time to bid them farewell
With knowing winks,
father and son dismount the carousel.

09/05/2017

MEANWHILE GROPING HER B***Y

While running my palm on her nape, and kneading my other on her back, and gazing longingly over her enchanting eyes, lured me into pervasion, made me think like I've known her since I was born before
I was charitably testing out the grounds on the feminine side of the planet, I was mesmerised by a hot gaze I got from a charismatic nymphet which I had no illusion of what it may conceal
It kept me in a meditative state coz i'm an optimist who really believes in serendipity discoveries and actually without Dissimulation i'ts got some inevitable effects
Meanwhile groping her b***y
Luscious and charismatic
Protagonist on her own play, I maintained her job as my exotic dancer, but she wants to blow my job
But if she takes my Vienna's to blowfontein I'll take her cheesecake to mufftown, making it double the pleasure
The intoxicating scent of her perfume remained on my sheets for days, sniffing it makes me melt of her feminine sense of being
She had me jiggle over and over lascivisciously with her feminine touch
Such a charismatic nubile
Meanwhile groping her b***y

By Cedric Nyakane

08/05/2017

THE BLUES IS YOU IN ME

When my heart pulsates a rhythm off-beat with god's own scintillating pace
And I can only trace those thoughts that mar the goodness of living with you
And I know I've got the blues for howling
Yeah i've been howling
Clouds have been muffling
And the rain has come and washed away these blues of mine
The blues is you in me

I want to say it louder now
I want to holler my thoughts now
For I never knew the blues until I met you
The blues is you in me
The blues is the click of

my toungue agitated by the death I live
The blues is my father's squeals every Friday of a week
The blues is you in me
I never knew the blues until I met you

The blues is the screeches of the censor's pen as he scribbles lamentation's on my sensitised pad
The blues of a cop dancing the immorality Act jitterbug
The blues is the group areas Act and all it's jive
The blues is the legalize w**d Act and it's improvisations
The blues is you in me

The blues is people huddled on a bench eating of thier own thoughts
The blues are those words said to repair yesterday's felled again and again by today's promises
The blues is the long shadow I count measured by moments dragging the sun
The blues is the ratting of my brother for opportunities he gets which he thought to have had
The blues is you in me
I never knew the blues until I met you
The blues is the how-long blues, because we are the blues people all the whiteman bemoaning his burden and the black man off-loading the yoke.
For I never knew the blues until I met you.

03/05/2017

No Audible Release
White, pink, brown, green noise
who the **** gives a **** anyway
When I can’t even raise my voice
I don’t wanna be another of your toys
I can’t rise out of 333, I’m trapped in this
loop of arborescent language domains
a tree decaying until nothing remains
just another failure within our educated
brains, just pull back the reins with real
flesh masks like Jack of spades, let’s collapse
all the frames, let’s wreck all the trains
grave robbing because why the **** not?
the only thing we can do is to hopelessly
**** **** up, always with a gun to our head
but this is the last drop, let’s loose our chains,
expel all the dread remember every drop of
lead that we bled, but now is the time for the
conquest of bread

We ride the shadows and hide beneath glottal stops
Soon we’ll have you surrounded and you’ll surrender
with no audible release

At the bottom we slide fast like lightning
close to the black holes so close it’s frightening
Blazing in glottal closures and mountains
We’re eaten and bitten but not defeated
hell bent on bruising while we cruising
´cause it’s the only way we can live
because we know and we fill the gaps you lack
what is this freedom you talk about?

we fill every act, every rhyme with doubt
So to all who toil we now shout out
Let’s stop wage slavery, because
otherwise we’ll cause a blackout
because with silent eyes we wait
Until we blossom out of pain
And we’ll turn up all the gain
up to eleven and destroy the mainframe
Your fall is sealed on velvet, copper or lead
And we are gentle so we’ll let you decide