1. THE SMELL OF LOVE
Voice so sweet it shadows an angel
Heart so pure it overcomes my emotional angles
It is for this feeling I would let myself be strangled
2. REGRET OF A LONE MAN
It began with my name shivering hearts and I walking tall
Then from time to time paper money I would count in rolls
Vandag I sit in a prison whole I cannot even make a call
3. MEN OF HONOUR
I wish I could count the steps they got followed upon
I desire the company and art of determination they travell along
For if oceans could speak their names would be printed ashore
4. THREE POETICAL LINES
Three of them were annointed with devine lyrical content
Poetical rhythm in them marveled like a snake slayer rodent
Lines so beautiful rhymes was a central component
About Me
- Orapeleng Picoyagae
- Became a poet at the age of 14 for competition sake, from the community with no poetry backround whatsoever and with the guidance of my parents I went on to win several awards. My work has been displayed in Vaaltar FM (Taung Community Radio station), Motsweding FM (SABC Setswana Radio Station) and Sowetan newspaper. I was a member of 5TH Grove (North West University, Mafikeng Campus poetry club) on its birthyear. My poetry is influenced by people I meet everyday, including other poets and ordinary people that I know personaly or otherwise. I have also written novels and Drama, and some of my work have been played by the group Chiro (now defunct Christian group in Taung) and Motsweding FM.