
Poet
Refilwe J. Mokgatlenyane
Refilwe Mokgatlenyane is a young writer, an aspiring entrepreneur and an LLB student at the University of Botswana. Her writing journey has started way back since she was 9 years old, she started off as a short story writer and changed to novels and later on started specialising more on poetry writing.
- Stories
- 22
- Writing since
- 2020
- Words published
- 5,466
- Desk
- Poetry & Prose
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PoetryLoving you ended me
I bought you flowers, and you sent them backGot you a necklace and said it doesn’t look good on your neckI bought you an impeccable dinner dress and you told me you hate the color blackTell me, how…
PoetryThe lesson of life
Seasons come and passPeople come and goSo, from that, we must learn and grow
PoetryI will show you
She said, “Give me a flower,And I’ll show you how to take care of it, so it doesn’t lose its color
PoetryThe dream she had last night
She is being chased by her own shadowLocked behind the bars of sinLocked behind the dark world she cannot seeA world without stars and the moon
PoetryWhat I earned from these scars
Throughout my childhood my mistakes have been labeled outFor every scar I got, represented every serious or even petty mistake I had madeRepresented every cup or plate I accidentally broke,And no…
PoetryOne more last dose
Left me in some indefinable lachrymose I should’ve known it would be much more hurting to stay in too close But before I let go, please allow me this one more last dose
PoetryShe lives in me
Her voice is full of pain and rageIt’s like she’s been locked in a hard shield cageAnd she doesn’t wanna leave without imbedding a markI can feel her fists, aggressively hitting against my heart
PoetryDeception
Broken into pieces of sharp bladesHidden behind the scary dark shadesBuried in sadness with no lucid meaningA quintessence of grief, trying to seek healing
PoetryBlue; my different shade of blue
My blue is dark, yours is light Your blue is day, mine is night Your blue is hope, mine is plight Your blue brings laughter, mine bring tears Your blue brings freedom, mine brings fears
PoetryThe shadow
It’s black behind my backIt listens to me every time I talk aloneBut it’s neither made of flesh nor boneIt is my only companion
PoetryShe lives in a world
She lives in a world around peersA world where everyone is afraid to conquer their fearsShe lives in a world full of tearsA world where she cannot find herself
PoetryThis is a jeremiad of my hopelessly drowning emotions
From waking up at 6am for a morning jogDown the busy street downtown with my dogThe everyday hangouts and dinners after workFrom scribbling random messages into my diary every morning when I wake…










