FunDza judges have selected the winners in the “Language of Love” Competition. The Mxit Moola will be sent to each winner via Mxit. If you are a winner but haven’t got your Moola, please contact us on info@fundza.co.za or 083 776 8753.
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FIRST PRIZE
The Phases of Love
By Theesan Vedan
Phase 1
Impulsively, I jump a cliff and await the kiss of the Ocean,
My ripples, quiver and then combine to climax in a wavy explosion,
I gaze to the heavens and marvel at the grandeur of the African Sun,
I have found you, my Love and I am now in Phase 1.
Oh, how truer are these brights,
That colour this decomposing, shanty town?
How torturous are the poorly lit nights,
While I wait graced to be by your sound?
The heavens are not as far as they appear,
And the world reads as if written as a poem,
With you, all trepidation and uncertainty disappears,
In your arms, I have found my welcoming home.
Phase 2
Even the novelty of spontaneity seems to fade,
We tend to fill our speech voids with meaningless bouts,
We have stopped to rest in the shade,
Motioning through life’s tedious route.
Many seem to everlastingly exist in this phase,
Living life in the belt of the extremes,
Unable to differentiate the days,
This is a burial ground for suppressed dreams.
Phase 3
As if awoken by a cold whisper of the Atlantic,
I realise how sharp the surrounding rocks,
The humidity of the sun seems volcanic,
How same are these township blocks?
Shall we venture from this forsaken place?
To find a newer land,
I need to rid myself of this bland taste,
And at this moment you take my hand.
And then you offer me my unemployed spectacles,
I don them, realising that time has my had my vision blurred,
The world seems again, lined with treacle,
I am back in Phase One, when you say those three words.
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SECOND PRIZE
The Day I met Your Glorious face
By Mark Frank
My heart was an empty place but
All that changed the day I met your glorious face
I must admit that at first glance
I knew you were one of a kind
Now I know your word
Must continuously renew my mind!
Loving you now is as
Natural as my breathing air—
The fiber of my heart tingles when you are around
The beating of my heart is a familiar sound and
The place you stand is holy ground
You bring pleasure to my life
You destroy the stones in my past and
Cast a mirror of joy in my soul—
When you talk
Then I can walk through life—
Your story is my story and
The glory of our love will be endless
My heart was an empty place but
All that changed the day I met your glorious face
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THIRD PRIZE
Heart in pain
By Lizwi Dube
I long to kiss you,
live to see you
‘n yearn to touch you.
So how come you don’t love me?
I look at you sitting across the room,
As you smile at her,
my heart withers.
As you twirl her hair,
I grunt in despair.
As you look lovingly in her eyes,
I glare at her in despise.
I envy her body,
’cause it gets touched by you,
iIm jealous of her lips,
’cause they’ve kissed yours.
It hurts loving someone
who’ll never feel the same,
missing someone
whose never been yours,
dreaming of something
that’ll never come true,
longing to be someone
I can never be.
How come you don’t love me?
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