Ndim’lo Bio:
My late mother told the 12-year-old version of me to excel. Her words became my North star, I completed my high school education at Christian Brothers College and currently working towards my bachelor’s degree in accounting at the University of Johannesburg.
Throughout my career writing was my outlet. I won countless awards dedicated to my creativity, which expressed itself through various mediums. Poetry is my first love, inspired by poets like Janette Ikz, Dana Gilmore, Jill Scott, Maya Angelou and Koleka Putuma.
Ndim’lo, Khanyisile Kutloano Makhoba. My name means bringing light. So naturally my poetry strives to do just that, shine light on injustices, bring light to love stories untold. I am merely just a story teller writing poetry that can be a voice for many.
Letsatsi la ka
The mental capture faded away first.
Seconds later the.
The sunshine revealed
Scenes heightened that imbodied my fractures
Later acquainted with the
Disconnection
… Fatal at that
Lami ilanga Letsatsi
ilanga lami uyithathile
Lost between the rises and sets of things
Caught between the sheets, you see!
“Letsatsi la ka”
Snatched the sunshine of my essence
I lays dormant
Awakened left shaken by the exploitation
Of my frequency my all so magnetic vibrations
Puzzled disabled
To be freed
By that nightingale
It dismantled, manipulated,
objectified me to
Reach his ever shining climax
in all my white lighters presence
Stars aligned divinely to bask me in
Seemingly everlasting darkness that
Cloudy purple haze infused darkness
To reach some sort of ecstasy.
The confined concealed
now woken?!
or not.
He flowered me up you know¿?
The waved rays, ensuring the
Illusion of that photosynthesis
To lock me in a timed comfort
Left to linger
Like a fool run back to you
Dancing to your latest tunes
The ooohhs and the aahhss of your song
Drowning in your sophisticated sweet
O so sweet honey-coated matter fact
nothings
ilanga lami
My light shared with a skilled manufacturer of
Agonising short lived pleasures
As my light dimes
So do the pleasures and the measures
Taken to make me stay
now left to be lend astray
foretold by many
I am now blinded by staring at Letsatsi
The sun only gives illusions
of rising and setting
Gorgeous sight right.
– Ndim’lo – 28/07/2019
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Letsatsi la ka
Letsatsi la ka
iLanga lami
Rises
Revives every
Atom of my
Body
Kicks starts
My photosynthesis
Bona ke letsatsi la ka
ilanga ongowami
My skin is textured without it…
Instructing me to seek it.
The rays that flow
through the day are waves
of love into my heart
My soul longs
To bask in it’s
Seemingly everlasting comfort.
Letsatsi la ka
ilanga lami sets.
Reeled in by the magnified attraction force.
The sun sets.
Leaving me exposed
To the nightingale
Eyes gawking at my frailty
After all I am a woman.
Ke Letsatsi la ka
iLanga ongowami
The promise to linger…
fulfilled
Hence he rises and sets.
-Ndim’lo -12/09/2018
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Untold story
Focused on you
watched you hide
unacquainted with your light
fixated on mine
we walk as a pair
bearing the cross of
mother-less-ness
and a misguided
father-less-ness
going hungry
bystanders to our lives
you stayed by my side
gripping tight to my light
while I’m basking in yours
Growing hungry for more
dimmed down by
the endless abuse
Needing you
I held on tight
going along for the masquerade
Masking your pain with
anger
I still see you
Untold story
Still unacquainted
with your light
But holding on
with all your might
fed by the divine light
we making it through the night
your my blood
My brother, needing you for the fight
Siblinghood the fuel we need
To reach unforetold heights
tell your story
Meet your light
– Ndim’lo -27/05/2020
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H.E.R
High Eternal Rawness
Closeness intimacy just plain old fucking love
It doesn’t have to echo the sound of
a thousand already told stories
the countless years spent
In embrace
your energy is confrontational soothing
wrapping me in your sensual femininity
practically drowning in the pure thick lustful air
In inhale exhale out comes the passion
Created by her curves
imprinted at the forefront of my cerebral cortex,
your song on repeat, your aura ignites a subtle climax.
Choking on the sadness gathering in my throat
Feeling accepted embraced let in by the woman
The wet illusioned now foretold goodness
Sculptured to fill the cracks in my mould
In one simple spiritual encounter
She shies away from my intimacy, my heart
unclosed for her eyes to feast on my frailties
Ashamed now
afraid now of the possibilities
Thoughts of you haunting my fantasies.
Melodic tunes playing in my head that echo the beat your blood has no choice but to dance to.
In-sync
harmonized, electrified just consumed by
our magnetic fatal attractive yet brief interaction.
Imperfect tales already being painted
Sculptures in reality moulded
To ensure that truth will stare right back at you
when you are forced to wake from the short-lived all enticing self-created fantasies
Little signs in my path
In remembrance of what I believed was about to materialize.
Maybe my tunes echo in her mind
Perhaps the signs are left behind by her.
Possibly I’m just being tormented … Maybe just
just maybe.
– Ndim’lo -19/03/2020
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Torn
Torn
Separated
Between a rock and a hard place
Inequality of affection influenced
by a heartbroken by the wannabe me! the yesterdays couldn’t handle
her flaming energy… that was
clearly mine to bear.
Fully equipped to delicately embrace and nurture.
Her long foretold arrival in my aura
Overwhelms
Aware of the broken pieces
I foolishly created by making space
for those that gave me a false impression of you
tainted not trusting your intuition
Can’t deny that our closeness replenishes
Can’t help but crave affection
a warm Sunday hug from the sun
a Turkish delight
Apparent now that you can’t take your eyes off of me
So why try?
Previous elusive intents makes you question
Scared to let go and trust in the connection
Disillusioned
Distrust setup up by the empty promises and false hopes
Exhausted
do I have enough fight to try for you
Ain’t nothing like you and I
Torn
Separated
Between a rock and a hard place
This, isn’t, ordinary
a need for a Khumo infused high
Convinced that I’m a game to you
We could’ve been
Open honest allowing the divine to design and control our destiny
Keep your eyes locked on me
Look into the depths of my inner most being
My raw essence
Explore and dismantle
Dig right in…
Feast until your heart’s content.
terms and conditions apply
Simply put
Monkey see monkey do
I will show you mine if you show me yours
Take a leap of faith with me
Clear
Concise
Communication is key
Not to be
Torn
Separated
Between a rock and a hard place
A. G. A. I. N
-Ndim’lo -30/03/2020
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Still
Still my energy wants to fight
Holding on to what should have been
What was already written
Sculptured
just waiting for life to be breathed into it
To take the form of a harmonious melody
Fluid memories of the energies colliding
communicating understanding healing
First in-sync rhythms recognized
Second communication of past lives
It felt like home
She felt like home
Hurdles immediately faced
Confusion shortly after
Negative externalities were at the horizon
Still I couldn’t accept that this was the end
That all of it was a figment of my imagination
Afraid scared disheartened by your previous lovers
You Ran
You caused ripples of disappointment
Bitterness took over
Still I wanted to fight for
What was already written
Sculptured
just waiting for life to be breathed into it
…
Reunited by my words
My strategically placed words
Words used to express
To communicate raw emotions
Pure poetic justice but still
You ran
Ripples turned into waves of rejection
The written slowly altered
Taking different shape
Hurt and insecure I reach for the exit
Sudden proclamations of love
Blocked my path
Seeking affection overwhelms
Followed by an o so familiar sense of a timed comfort glaring at me
it felt like you were still going to run
Echoes of my past
Eating at my reality
72 hours
That is all it took
You ran
Now left with a love story unfinished
Disregarded and abandoned
Promises unfulfilled
My heart left broken
Leaving my mind to sort through the questions
Wondering if
Yet another sudden proclamation of love
Was around the corner
Awaiting my embrace
The most recent one took form of a proposal
An invitation to fulfil
what was already written
Sculptured
An opportunity to breathe life into it
I grabbed it with both hands
Ultimate bliss
Finally it was time to give
Ready for what was written
Sculptured
To come to life
Irrespective of you running
Still want to hold you under moonlight
Yes I fucken said it
I am a romantic
I love organic connections
picnics, candle light dinners shit like that
Kill me
Still I want to explore all your complexities
Your demons don’t scare me
Can you hear me
Hear my cry
You can’t stay hidden and silent
Feeling a spiritual invasion dawn
With tears strolling down my face
In remembrance of your absence
Still I want to fight
I just want you
I’m aware I’m alone in the fight
Barely holding on.
My intellect fighting against the fight
Making me face the reality
Of your shared strategically placed words
To express to communicate in song
Wrapping me in the possibilities
Only for you to neglect the present
And disregard my existence
Still I want you
I refuse to admit that this is it
With every reason to let go
Still I hold on
Consultations with my inner most
energies analysed
Our first encounter set it in stone
The feeling when you meet someone
you are bound to fall in love with
-Ndim’lo -19/04/2020
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