Art And Culture

Man always desires, when he is upset, his beloved should understand without him expressing. Upon calling on the phone she

The triumph of freedom was hijacked, Beguiled the sweat and blood…Shed by the truth, The exultation was short lived, As

The true story of survival is the truth of life. That was the opportunity Obstacles on every step ‘I’ took

Woman who marry death How many are there for the ceremonies Bringing them closer to her. Those who tasted their

I am not a prisoner but of my thoughts… Principles and ideals are not bars of my cell, Who caged

When we get used to living in a desert That sees all the four seasons on this earth, We see HOPE

Black is not a colour…Not even a creed or community. Invisible andsenseless fence that we create. We make them silentapartheid

I am like the lonely tomb of the sad and isolated.  Every now and then there is a fierce condemnation

“Kitchen is not safe.  Our lives are ruined within its wall. We are enslaved in it. We will never cook

Whose vocabulary is the sky? Of birds? Of the stars? Every bird and star Each letter, word and phrase Every