MJAVA SET TO STEAL THE SHOW AT THE PUMULA ROYALTY ARTS AND COMMUNITY AWARDS 2021

 Pumula Royal Arts and Community Awards (PRACA) 2021 nominees are out.

And young aspiring producer from Pumula Mjava (Infinity djays) He is one of the most promising producers in Bulawayo he has started his career blazing high , with nothing pulling him back and nothing stopping him he is all guns blazzing 

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Out standing new comer in all genres
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Best Amapiano/House/Kwaito
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Your support is really appreciated.  MJAVA the best of luck.  Voting starts on the 22nd of November 2021. The awards date will be on the 18th of December 2021. 

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WILLIAM SALIM DUBE 

LALA NGOKUTHULA DANIEL DOUBT (DADDY D)

 Speak of me as you have always done.

Remember the good times, laughter, and fun.

Share the happy memories we've made.
Do not let them wither or fade.

I'll be with you in the summer's sun
And when the winter's chill has come.

I'll be the voice that whispers in the breeze.
I'm peaceful now, put your mind at ease.

I've rested my eyes and gone to sleep,
But memories we've shared are yours to keep.

Sometimes our final days may be a test,
But remember me when I was at my best.

Although things may not be the same,
Don't be afraid to use my name.

Let your sorrow last for just a while.
Comfort each other and try to smile.

I've lived a life filled with joy and fun.
Live on now, make me proud of what you'll become.

R.I.P DOUBT WE WILL MISS YOU 

WILLIAM SALIM DUBE

HUNTERS MEDIA HOUSE 

REST IN PEACE DANIEL DOUBT ( DADDY D)

When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.

When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.

When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.

Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.

And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.

R.I.P D.D

William Salim Dube

Hunters Media House

NINE DAY MARATHON IN GOD'S ARMS DAY 5

 

NINE DAY MARATHON IN GOD'S ARMS

DAY 5

Forgive Me Father

I steal from you,

Even when you offer to give,

Wholeheartedly to your son,

I grab it with force from your hands,

I'm not even grateful for all you do to me.

My tongue is sour and bitter,

My saliva has turned acidic and bile,

Anything coming from my mouth is lethal,

I spit venom and vomit toxic words from my lips,

I'm always rattling and complaining of my life. 

When I kneel down to pray,

No appreciation cross my mind,

Like a hornbill I sing my problems,

Words forming lines that make stanzas,

I later create beats to make my problems seem big.

I never mention your goodness,

The love you had for me to send your Son,

Jesus Christ to take the cross for my sins,

He was painted dirt and later crucified alive,

I've failed to express and share this kind of love.

Despite of all my unkindness,

I have never gone without food and water,

I wake up every morning despite my sinful ways,

Forgive Me Father for I have sinned before You,

I detest all my sins and ask for your forgiveness.

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Name: Kennedy Ochieng

Country Kenya 🇰🇪

INSIDE THE BEDROOM LEONTEN & YVONNE BROWN

 

At night you always finds your way into my heart

I'm astonished how you even do that 

At times I ask 

Is it because it's dark

Nor is it because I love her 

You always gave me these goose bumps and left my heart melting

You so hot dressed in your mini skirts babe 

Do you know, its how you make me feel 

Or you not even aware my love?

A handsome lit peeps

Hugging the reflection of light

I'm yearning and whispering 

Words of ecstasy

Oh, so you doing it intentionally

How clever of you 

A bird building nest with other bird's furthers

Tell me you know all that you getting me into

I pity you if you fail 

I might take another another one to replace you 

So show me what you got up the sleeves hny

No honey,

Don't bring someone to replace me  

Oh just yell my 

absence,

Tonight I want to visit the moon just to tell it about you

Coz me and you 

You were meant to glow in this world

Menstruation?

Oh what a mess

Everyday excuses 

When will the Christmas day arrive

I'm getting bored of this your little bulshit 

Do you think it is food that quenches my thirsty

Leave to see what will happen next 

Continue if you like 

I'm off to bed 

And take your little junky food off my sight 

You just made my empty  stomach full...

Darling,

You have to forgive me on that,

I always wish to please and make you

Happier in bed,

But I fail because

This thing is meant to happen

I can't stop it,

I'm so sorry honey

When was your last serving me 

It's like decades ago as far as I remember

I'm loaded inside

And you are never a man to understand what I feel

I'm like someone having a running stomach

I can't stop it too 

So I'm going somewhere to fix myself

Stay behind , and don't follow me 

Because my bygone craving is killing me

Goodbye 

This is what you wanted , for you knew it .

Fully knowing that man needs woman to survive...

©️ Leonten 

 Poet of the Nation 

©️ Yvonne Brown

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Poem By Ambassador Zenzo Siziba ( My City Bulawayo)

 

My city, my town

The day u were birthed

No one regretted

My City

The glory of both the young and old

a site for everyone to behold

My city

A place of great edifices

a town with wonderful places

Four and two-legged machines

Fills this land unconditionally

A place of constant influx

Beautiful lush green grass

Filled the lawns at every corner

Bridges everywhere

as long as monumental caterpillars

Masts of every network

as tall as the Eiffel Tower of Paris,

A total amazement..

My city,

A beauty to uphold,

Now a story yet untold

My city, oh my town

You are losing your luster,

colour and radiance

That made humans of all race

want to advance, to seek solace

My city, My town

The land that brought memories

of neighborliness,

Everyone, together as of same parents

Awake from your slumber

Oh my great city, 'The Garden-City'

The crown princess of Rivers state

Why do you constantly hibernate?

Wake up

My city, my town,

Be like David,

Defeat this Goliath called GREED!

Show your feat

and make this enemy face the heatpoem 

Wanda The Poet with a poem titled (WIPE OUT YOUR TEARS)

God who makes impossible possible,

He who made everything from nothing,

From a word of mouth things came to be,

Lion whose roar shakes strong walls,

Yahweh! Ebenezer! El-Shaddai never disappoint.

His voice is penetrating the air,

Great promises and revelation,

You are coming from afar and going far,

The thorns you've stepped on won't matter,

Just believe and shout a big 'Amen'.

Your name will open great doors,

Good news will locate your residence,

Because it's God the Almighty,

Who's writing your life story,

All these will be fulfilled as you still live.

The big posters you admire today,

Tomorrow you are the one to be admired,

Your life will never be the same again,

You will be on round table with big titles,

Bodyguards will walk beside you. 

You'll rise from grass to grace,

From formless zero to a hero,

Your tears will be turned into joy,

Because you deserve the best,

Your jar will forever be full and never dry.

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Battle Of Pain with Hope ( A story about UWASE OLGA BLESSING)

 

What is life?

What's the meaning of life?

Sometimes I fail to find answers,

Life full with struggle, pain and love,

Joy and many things encompasses.

We do not make life but rather it makes us,

We have no power to change some things,

We have to sit and watch them unfold,

Whether hard and painful,

But we have no choice.

Children are source of blessings,

The love bond that connects,

Streams of joy to a family,

Bring calmness,

And peace. 

Uwase Olga Blessing was beautiful,

An adorable and intelligent girl,

Born charming and strong,

Grew up like any child,

This was nice. 

Olga started her schooling with great hopes,

Competed like a tiger in class,

Till one time she felt a stomach pain.......

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Name: Kennedy Ochieng

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KNOW YOUR ARTIST CHANTEL WANDILE MANGWIRO (DJ KATTY C)

 Katty C is a 19yr old upcoming female djay , who is in love with music in which she says music is her medicine . Other than being an artist Chantel is a well known hairdresser currently on attachment in a saloon . She is also the ambassador of Hunters Media House  

joining the industry was a bit difficult for her in which she had to create her own mentality of wanting to prove people wrong , that ladies can also make it as female djays and can also handle the pressure faced by men mostly in Bulawayo there are a few female djays such as Dj Liz , Crazy Dee , Dj Nox , Noma that Gal ,Dj Mgoe to name a few with her now have joined the industry her name is now on that list of the few female djs in Bulawayo .

                                                           DJ KATTY C

During that period of her journey into the deep forest of female djays , she was inspired by Zimbabwe born Dj zandimaz now based in South Africa whom blew her away with her Track ' Emathandweni ' which pushed her to wanna join the industry and follow Zandimz's footsteps. Katty is starting to settle well in the industry with the guidance of her group members INFINITY DJAYS which is made up of 3 guys and one gal . As she is still new in the industry , she has only played in two clubs Vista & Club 263 but is set to perform  at the BIG SUNDAY GLOW CHILLAX which will feature a Battle of the Djays & Hunters_de_dj's Birthday Chillax on the 7th of November  @ VISTA 

Chantel Wandile Mangwiro aka Dj Katty C said "young aspiring djays should follow their hearts ,if its what they want , should be confident in what they do and should know that its not everyone that wishes them well , so what they should do is jus follow their hearts .

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William Salim Dube

WANDA THE POET (DEEP CUT)

 

I still remember,

The damn chilly dawns,

Running to wait for you beside the river,

Knowing you'd show up to collect water,

You'd fall in my arms with lightning speed.

I knew I found gold,

The most beautiful treasure,

I was the happiest man alive,

Your smile always lighted my heart,

The rainbow that held a promise to me.

How could you?

I fenced my orchard,

I planted cactus all round my fruits,

I was waiting to harvest from my labour,

Later I came to realize they've turned sour.

I brought you flowers in a glass,

But you left it to fall and break,

Then you took the pieces of glass,

Towards my heart you sunk them deep,

You didn't even listen to my screams and cries.

You were already in someone's arms,

I was a fool dreaming alone,

Stubborn never to listen to anyone,

You stole my heart and left me hollow,

I thought it was a day dreaming.

I knew I wouldn't stand again,......

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUNTERS_DE_DJ_ZW

HE sits in quite repose 

Scanning the sky with eagle's eyes.

Recalling his  first shower  

There in river Nile .

Fluctuating sweetly 

The befall of the sea 

And vocalizing softly 

To the stars in the sky 

Mingling phiz 

And enlarge pupils as 

Fingers weaves

Between unison paces of 

Hands as to receive the mighty hunters

Cold walks and kind smiles

Tremendously coming in warm

He bubbles and radiate right through

The gathering as lightening caress the sky .

I can see the sun burying his face 

For he's too shy to tell 

That his light is weak before the face of my gazelle 

Magical prayers and banquet of wishes 

Caused goosebumps to rise 

Like mosi-oa-tunya

Oh! My able triangular red flesh.

Keep this mystical gazelle healthy

For he mean life and what heals therein.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR HUNTERS WISH U MANY MORE YEARS TO COME

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