A Collection of Original Poetry by Students of Ladysmith High School

Wednesday, 7 February 2018

"She wants to travel..." ~ Jowairiyya Khan

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She wants to travel
She wants to experience all the amazing qualities of this universe
She wants to feel the autumn wind on her fragile skin
She wants to feel the ocean wash away her sins
She wants to feel the roughness of the sand rub against her body
She wants to taste the almost icy looking salt on her lips
She wants to jump off a cliff...
to feel an adrenaline kick
She wants to do so many things

Yet , her sorrows , sins and anxiety stop her

When she’s on the edge
When she’s about to move
When she’s about to jump
Her mind says no
She is confined in her own little bubble
With No explanation as to why she can’t...

Strange thing
having to suffer and not know why...

The unknown monster puts her life on hold,
Keeps her chained like an animal
It makes her feel like she can live
Although, when she takes a step forward
It makes her take five steps back,
According to him
The confidence she lacks

Peculiar thing it is to live with
But I suppose without struggles
Life would just be a myth.


©  Jowairiyya Khan

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Grade 11
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Sunday, 28 January 2018

Antarctica ~ Naadir Vorajee

Poetry Without Words...


With Permission
Naadir Vorajee

"This place is unbelievably beautiful in its harshness."


With Permission
Naadir Vorajee

"Down South"


South African base in Antarctica
With Permission
Naadir Vorajee


Naadir Vorajee

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Matriculant 2013
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What If We Were? ~ Uwais Coetzee

what if we were different?
what if we were the same?
what if we realized
that we make the rules of this game?
what if we were the heroes?
the heroes that saved the day.
the heroes that gave hope to people
that never felt that way.
what if we were lovers
who'd love the way we could?
what if we were together
that way I know I would
love you constantly
irreversibly,
undeniably.
wholly.
to be or not to be?
that became the thought.
never the question because
everyday i fought
the urge to say
that i wanted to be
but never have i ever known
how you felt about me.
what if we were the same
spots in this world becoming a blur?
what if we were together?
what if we were?


©  Uwais Coetzee

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Grade 12
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From AbuDhabi to the World

The rush of adrenaline pumping through the jugular.
The brain pulsating with the overload of oxygen.
Each breath gets faster and deeper.
You feel as if the entire ocean has emptied itself into your lungs,
Yet in reality, you are just standing on the runway with your nose pointed towards your destination. Succumbing to Newton’s laws, you leave the ground
As swiftly as a dream that comes to you in the night.
It is time to grow your wings, take off and fly.
What is restraining your ambitions?
Is it your fear or your insecurities?
It could even be self-doubt and paranoia for always wanting to achieve perfection.
Let it all dissolve into oblivion.
Allow the ocean of air to diffuse into your imminent being.
Strive for Perfection-
It is not yet illegal.
Kill the doubt,
Assassinate the fear,
Obliterate the insecurities and
Bomb the opinions of other people.
Let your dreams be at the end of the runway.
Accelerate towards it with all your Passion, Love and Enthusiasm.
Do not let the hailstones and turbulence deter your morale-
It is all a part of the journey.
Believe that you are worthy enough
To enjoy the munsell shades of colours in the God-given sunrise.
Adjust the wing flaps, reconfigure the breaks and put it in gear.
Take a breath, envision God and move in the direction of your goals.
Advance the throttle part way…
And just lift off.


© Pryaska Goorhoo

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Matriculant 2017
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Sonnets ~ Uwais Coetzee

Sonnet 2


The enjoyment of this place
didn't compare to you.
But you lived at your own pace
and alone you grew.

Leaving me the single seed
in the forest, all alone.
I was enveloped by greed
and you became fully grown.

You left me to be the only stump
forced to listen to my heart's lonely thump
living in a world, being unappreciated

more and more, slowly being hated
for being me and feeling a certain way,
losing people I love every single day.



Sonnet 3


Trying to feel these things
to fit in with society.
Problems it brings
because I'm not normal, you see?

"The light in the dark
and the dark in the light
makes me want to embark
on a journey tonight"

To the lengths of the sky
he wanted to fly.
"But life is not eternal"

he said with a sigh.
Conveying his knowledge while on his deathbed.
"Live out my dreams" - the last thing he ever said.



Sonnet 4


Why I love you
is simple to me.
But my love which is true
is not normal, you see?

I love, from the bottom of my heart
and love comes from the depths of the soul.
Love, however, may not start.
But this love can be whole.

Although love is love,
love can be sore
and will hurt you right down to your core.

This is why I love,
it's the opposite, you see?
Not for love but for the pain you take away from me.


©  Uwais Coetzee

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Grade 12
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The Story of Our Lives ~ Pryaska Goorhoo

Dawn drowns the sorrows of the night.
The flamboyant colour frightens the demons away.
People awaken to fulfil their purposes on earth
The stars get put away and the moon gets taken down.
Blue skies mark the beginning of a new day.
The blue Celeste reminds us of the infinite possibilities we have.
Water sustains our body,
Heaven sustains our soul.
The mind is calmed until
It sees sketches of crimson on the horizon.
The scarlet sky announces the death of the day.
The blood pollutes the azure colour with its ominous shades.
It devours the sky, leaving it empty-
Vast nothingness which becomes
A playground for the demons of the unlit night.
People replay all their memories,
From the sanguine morning to the evening.
They retire,
Only to fight the fiend that night will bring.
People lie quietly with their eyes closed
For the streak of the persimmon colour
That will awaken them once again.


©  Pryaska Goorhoo

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Matriculant 2017
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Sunday, 7 January 2018

Remember Me ~ Uwais Coetzee

Remember me
One day
When life has passed us
Both by.
Remember me
Okay?
When we both have mere
Days before we die.
Remember me
When you've moved on and I
Still think about how you made
Me happier with a smile
That wasn't meant for me.
Remember me when you find
A love worth keeping and
I'm still stuck on you.
Remember me when there's
A chance we'll never
See each other again.
Remember me as
Someone worth remembering.
Remember me and I'll
Take that as a win at life
Because if I'm remembered
By perfection,
Should I even be sad?


©  Uwais Coetzee


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Grade 12
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