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Durban, KwaZulu Natal, South Africa
Always squeezing pen until it bleeds ink,I live for writing and I write what I live bringing wisdom through methaphors,similes and irons,from 2005 that when I started writing

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Be The One - Ne-yo (R.E.D. Deluxe)

Saturday, August 13, 2016

POETS

 ''We once called crazy ones cause what we said people couldn't understand each word we said,How can it makes sense if you never experienced the piece of it.Sometimes what you call pain is what we call experience because they are teaching us patient with ourselves and God''

Bongani Vincent Shinga

dasoulstrikersite.wordpress.com

Twitter @AkakandeSA



Saturday, March 5, 2016

~IMAGE-NATION~

~PAINTURE~
(IMAGE-NATION)








Right here with my pen
I see her,
As she enters to this
travelling mind.
Unstoppable train of love,
Too tight in my mind as a
surgery glove.

As I put my brush I see her,
As she comes near.

Thick thighs,
With umbrella curves.
Who do I see?


As I put my brush I see her,
As she comes near.

A small belly with small boobs,
As she wore size 4 shoes.
Not even a slap on my cheek,
I wouldn't mind being a king.
Who do I see?

As I put my brush I see her,
As she comes near.

Dark skin,
With those big eyes.
You're my queen as I hand a crown,
With this brush as I paint still I bow.
Who do I see?
The diamond shining brightly.

As I put my brush I see her,
As she comes near.
Fashion expect,
Head wearing dreads.
Covered by blanket of care.
Snail walking in her breath.
As it lives a mark in my soul,
Who do I see?
She's not a make up type,
Natural woman with pride.
Thick lips like bible pages,
As I preach this last verse in this
image.
She is very near.
Covered by her storm,
Weather forecast controller.
Who do I see.?


As I put my brush I see her,
As she comes near.
And I really see this image,
As my mind invent.


DaSoulstriker
#TheRessurection

05-03-16

Monday, January 18, 2016

~FAITH~
(FOREWORD)







My success is defined by forewords,
Under my skin I buried four words.
[FAITH]
Been a joke in my city see whuz the
last to laugh,
Empty pockets really made us lose
pound.
I made it to the trial God is my witness,
Celebrated more and more as if I was
holiday.
Jumped on stage grows faster as if I was
Kanye West.
[FAITH]
Played for winning team that why I'm always on
my lead,
Number one in the game I don't play for
Mvela League.
They say 'Patient' pays take a look at my
account,
God son I am chosen since I was taken
from the crowd.
Freedom finally I speak freely no more
hiccups.
[FAITH]
With the less faith,
I would have been less paid.
My life is about to be written in every blank
page,
From being nobody but today everyone
ask my name.
[FAITH]
With the less faith,
I would have been less paid.
My ancestors are with me I don't
mind to slaughter a goat,
Bringing them closer at God.


#BetrayalToMyEnemies
#264/3
Twitter@Akakande

Saturday, January 16, 2016

~STORY OF MY LIFE~
[W.O.L.F]





[QUOTES]“Sometimes things fall apart even on your highest level”





I have passed the storm without an
umbrella,
Cleared my eyes like you would see
in the sky.
“Compliment to death nobody has
ever said a word goodbye”.
Cried like a baby as I was sucking into
my challenges.
Time wait for no men some chose to
be gay
Turn Godly when things turns hell,
Devil is a liar but I took time to listen.
Story of life when I tried so hard,
Expected my life to go so fast.
“Success never came as surprise”.
Beaten by forefathers mistake I wouldn't hide.
I wish a speed recovery to those who thought
would fail rather fall,
Drinking holy water expecting things to stop.
Kicked Devil in my heaven cause he committed
fraud.
Revelation in my own bible I figured the call.
Was suppose to be stand strong,
All comes back when I'm opening the door.
“STORY OF MY LIFE”

#BetrayalToMyEnemies
#264/3.W.O.L.F

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

~Omele~
(Dear son daughter)











Some say we live in the small world
but it funny how the same small 
world we find it hard find the things
we dream about,
Maybe it could be truthful that these
things only exist within us.

Dear son,
Dear my daughter.

You're speaking in my soul as seed
that haven't been plant,
You're my soul but normally I call
you my child.
Because in my dreams you been
playing your part.
I dream to hold on to your flesh
every second of given time to
live,

Dear son,
Dear my daughter.

Sitting right here in this corner busy
painting the picture of how you
looking like,
This set me free beyond my pride.
These brushes have contributed a lot
in making your existence in my mind,
You're my half now.
All I been looking for these years is
a fertile soil to plant you proud.
Wait right there
Hang in there.

Today I want to give you a name which
has been bleeding through these paints
and memories,
I even gave you a title as my DIARY.

Dear son,
Dear my daughter.
Today I am giving you a name of Omele.

#264/3.W.O.L.F
#BetrayalToMyEnemies

Sunday, January 10, 2016

~VIGOR~







Life is full surprises we living in
trauma,
Lies sorrow are injections.
He said we will save ourselves
since there is no LIFE guide
Jesus tried but sinked with a
cross while he traipse on
water.

Walking in dark we are all
suspects,
That why we got killed the main
is to cut the population.
While we give birth to the murderers

We duck and dive stones that
thrown to us but we all sinners
why stones are being cast on
us,
Doctors are the killers I'm sick
and tired of this drama.
Eyes capture every moment it
even lose a memory,
Cause we reserve it for our
stories.
HIV does not kill anymore but
we die from corrupted presidency.

We sleep on empty stomach when
we can not fill up cause petrol
prices increase every night,
Most blink on a left eye.
We really need real mankind

Seeking happiness we couldn't
respond on Pharrell,
Even if the song play again.

Life is full surprises we living in
trauma,
Lies sorrow are injections.
He said we will save ourselves
since there is no LIFE guide
Jesus tried but sinked with a
cross while he traipse on
water.

We put heads inside bins seeking
something to eat as we try so hard
before Municipality got hands on it,
But we were promised we will wait
for heaven.

Promises are meant to be broken,
I guess God has broken his,
Broken heaven God can't even
pay his angels.
As we complain he is not blessing
us
As we suffer black tapes we have
no words to come out.

Life is full surprises we living in
trauma,
Lies sorrow are injections.
He said we will save ourselves
since there is no LIFE guide
Jesus tried but sinked with a
cross while he traipse on
water.

#264/3-W.O.L.F
#BetrayalToMyEnemies
~264/3W.O.L.F~





I am words out love freely breathing
fire more than a dragon.
I stand tall in a highest dome
making a sound that proves of
strongerness,
Words out love freely.
I gave my heart to the wafer-thin as
it beaten vowels and alphabets,
Seeking peace in every line of
dropped endorse.
Leaving my musing dot by dot,
These poems never rest in peace
because they remain on the rope.
Some became a crippled string in
a guiter so people never heard of
them,
Those are reality of miss when
were conceived.
Some are pictured in a frame because
they so loved as they live in anamnesis
of poetry,
As they still plays in a mind canopy
slow motion rewinded and paused.
Sad speaking'I gave you my heart
can't you hear it breaking'?
I am not deaf as I am listening to these
speaking about my future,Questioning
my past.
These are my future as some of them
are the question to my elapsed.
I stand tall in a highest dome
making a sound that proves of
strongerness,
Words out love freely.
As my poetry speaks itself,
Breaking out of the cage.
Because they want to be words
out love freely so they need
attention,
As I bow down in castle of paper
mural imagination.
These words are out love freely,
In my conscious trying to beat me.
They escape only because of being
brave,
Stretching bursting in my soul stage.
Because they are words out love freely.
It been 264/3 running fingers because
of being eyes of my soul,
Speaking to never loose hope.

#264/3W.O.L.F
#BetrayalToMyEnemies

Friday, January 8, 2016

~AKAKANDE~
(VICTORIOUS)




The star that waxing from east to the
north,
In the corral of the vault.
I am the pride of the night,
I am the pride of the sidereal.
Grown man from the baby

Akakande the son has been congenital,
From clear Adam's ale I remain brave.
The pillar of life and death,
Stranger to curse since I am blessed.
The horse racing into it maximum speed
seeking to imbibe in flowing rivers.
From dry soil I become a rain as I fall
upon it.

Akakande the son has been congenital in
disappearance of the sun I became a
star.
The shining armour.
The Devil fighter
I am a conqueror
The son of the world
Intrinsic and the best.

DaSoulstriker Akakande
#264/3
#MyWordsAgaistEnemies

Thursday, January 7, 2016

~DEATH~



How can life be so injudicious,
Stolen the precious diamond I
have never thought I would
wobbly.
Death you're heartless no matter
thousands of fissure I cried you
wouldn't let her live.
You taken the same breath I thought
it was mine.
You run after those who are happly
now I know there is no gorge to hide.
I picture you culling who to take
have you ever thought about the
throb I'm going through right now,
Death you're a man of pride.
But it silly how you broke my heart.

#264/3
#DaSoulstrikerr
~DEATH~



How can life be so injudicious,
Stolen the precious diamond I
have never thought I would
wobbly.
Death you're heartless no matter
thousands of fissure I cried you
wouldn't let her live.
You taken the same breath I thought
it was mine.
You run after those who are happly
now I know there is no gorge to hide.
I picture you culling who to take
have you ever thought about the
throb I'm going through right now,
Death you're a man of pride.
But it silly how you broke my heart.

#264/3
#DaSoulstriker
~DEATH~



How can life be so injudicious,
Stolen the precious diamond I
have never thought I would
wobbly.
Death you're heartless no matter
thousands of fissure I cried you
wouldn't let her live.
You taken the same breath I thought
it was mine.
You run after those who are happly
now I know there is no gorge to hide.
I picture you culling who to take
have you ever thought about the
throb I'm going through right now,
Death you're a man of pride.
But it silly how you broke my heart.

#264/3
#DaSoulstriker