Melikhaya Zagagana was born a village boy in Nqabara, Willowvale on the 24th of August 1983 in the Eastern Cape province of South Africa. In 1987 he went to Nqabara primary for his early education, due to poor conditions of education at the school, in 1989 his mother took him to Butterworth where he studied at Vulindlela Junior secondary in Msobomvu township. He obtained his Matric at Lamplough high school in Butterworth in 2003.In 2006 he went to Walter Sisulu enrolled in Commercial Practice for a year and dropped-out due to his unaffording nature. subsequently in 2007 he went to Cape Town hoping to change his fortunes where he met his love for writing starting his young vigor for poetry as... more »
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Melikhaya Zagagana Poems
Romance kills so much a part of me i like; romance makes me neglect a part of me i care to love.
Not for tears but smile
A smoke of mighty mezz blown away by trifle winds. Not for tears but smile. Be strong for the coming days,
I'm not the same person that i use to be i have forgotten who i was, for me nothing works for good
The Man and The Mirror
Every man meets his deceits in the mirror and shyly say
Love Is Not My Trade
Little flower That grew from Pleasurable fields From love to life
Vendors at heart
A lament for true heroes
Africa! true heroes have all passed, awake Now is time for new heroes to come To save this land from imminent vibrations Africa is the first Africa is the last of our own
Beginning of the end
Where is the world?
A rule broke into remnants Tears clung upon a bare chest Then useless to be strong Tender, fragile than a baby bird
The wind blows strong
The wind blows strong Neatly it gathered filth by the street gutters I am now to confess
To the worth of words he chose to write his soul among humanity, rains shall come to go.
Damage in Somme
A boot stuck in a soldier's foot; a helmet stood two feet
I was suddenly chance-d By pity when decided on a walk by a cemetery Hoping to find an abandoned wisdom Inscribed in one of the tombs
Run soldier run
Once a soldier always a little boy, never grow to your full adulthood. some find a way in the middle of a
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''I'm busy living my life as somebody, i don't like to be treated like a nobody.''A forever living soul,1983 south African born aspiring poet, novelist.
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Romance kills so much
a part of me i like;
romance makes me neglect
a part of me i care to love.
Romance bribes me away from
things i call priceless;
romance blind my eyes towards
life to see.
Romance blows all the winds away
and give rainless summer's and
humid winter nights.
Romance gives me roselets when
roses wither out in time.