DPC POETRY: Mama Carnival

Have you felt the spirit of Mama Carnival? She’s the true spirit of our survival! Have you ...

DPC POETRY: Waitukubuli

‘Watikubuli’, that was her name before the so-called discoverers came and claimed to have ...

DPC POETRY: Scars have names

I woke up to the sound of waves crashing on my bedroom window… Soon I would be caught up in a ...

DPC POETRY: Taken for granted

He cried at the sight of blood, he pitied the leaves on trees, he prayed everyday, wishing that ...

DPC POETRY: Lost

I used to be me a few years back, but lost myself along the way, like a leather wallet that ...

DPC POETRY: The rain

We were sitting there having fun when out of nowhere, it covered the sun. The clouds turned ...

DPC POETRY: Diablotin

Diablotin, you little devil! You’re so far from being evil… Your behaviour does not inspire ...

DPC POETRY: Loud noises

I hear loud noises outside my door. What’s that I hear them talking about? I look out, I see ...

DPC POETRY: Shy bride

I wore white to my wedding, A testament to all I’d lost. Symbol of a lie, but a must if I ...

DPC POETRY: Solitude

Alone in a crowd Enjoying my own company Wondering who would dare Disturb my solitude! I am ...

POEM: Tropical Dream

I went to the edge of the precipice and was hypnotized as I looked across the sea to a land ...