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Poet Jade, Moshupa (2026)

01/03/2025

✨ New Book Release: Whispers of the Ancestors ✨

I’m excited to share my latest book, Whispers of the Ancestors, now live on Wattpad! This story is not just a work of fiction; it’s a reflection of African history, the powerful voices of women, and the ongoing battle against gender-based violence (GBV) in our communities.

Through the narrative, I take you on a journey into the past and present, where the struggles of our foremothers echo in the lives of women today. It's about reclaiming the strength and wisdom passed down through generations, as we continue to fight against deeply rooted cultural norms that perpetuate violence and inequality.

Whispers of the Ancestors is not just a book—it’s a conversation. It’s about challenging systems, rewriting history, and honoring the voices that have been silenced for too long.

The fight against GBV is a shared responsibility, and I hope this story sparks reflection, discussion, and action. Women’s stories are powerful, and this one needs to be heard.

You can read it now on Wattpad. Join me in this journey, and let’s raise our voices together.

17/02/2025

New Poetry Collection on Wattpad! 📖✨

I’m thrilled to announce that my new poetry collection, "The First Time I’m Living," is now live on Wattpad! This collection is a deep dive into the raw beauty of life’s firsts—those moments of self-discovery, love, heartbreak, and everything in between.

Each poem captures the essence of what it means to truly live, to step into a new experience with open arms, and to find meaning in the ordinary and extraordinary moments alike.

This is my heart on paper, and I can’t wait for you to read it. If you're looking for poetry that reflects the excitement, uncertainty, and power of living in the present, this one's for you.

💫 "The First Time I'm Living" is now available to read for free on Wattpad! Let me know what you think—I’d love to hear your thoughts and connect with all of you.

https://www.wattpad.com/story/389971070?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=LeruoKennetswe

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25/11/2024

Redemption

In silent depths where echoes softly fade,
A phantom hymn of bygone grace persists;
A fleeting voice from shadows is conveyed,
A fragment of the past in twilight’s mist.

Redemption, like a coin, demands its price,
An exchange where self-respect we barter,
To gain relief, we pay with sacrifice,
Each gamble steep, each choice a heavy starter.

The cost, unmeasured, weighs upon the soul,
A toll we bear through shadows and through light;
In every risk, the price of peace unrolls,
As time unfolds the fabric of our plight.

Yet still, within the silence of the past,
A whisper of redemption softly lingers,
A testament to moments that won’t last,
Held by the hand of fate’s unseen fingers.

Though steep the price and heavy is the way,
Through trials faced, redemption’s light may gleam;
In echoes faint, the promise of a day,
When all is mended, and we chase the dream.

25/09/2024

Fixing the scattered pieces 🤍

Fixing the scattered pieces,
I never thought I was broken,
Until I grew and realized the weight I bore.
I wish I could heal each scar from my childhood,
And I’m sorry if this poem breaks your heart,
But let’s explore the trauma of a young Black girl.
It’s not my personality; it’s not an advertisement,
But a diary of a 19-year-old reflecting on her path.

We made it, she screams,
Your voice has always been humble,
Yet often stumbled and undermined.
We made it, Leruo—
The tears you kept inside,
Needing to be shared in therapy.
I send a warm hug to all the girls
Who feel bottled up; one day,
You’ll find the strength to open up.

I always heard stories of your struggle too,
A child whose childhood was sacrificed
To build a legacy for family.
I’m sorry I’m sacrificing mine,
It’s hard being a woman and Black.
Let’s not take this as misinterpretation,
But inspiration to find and heal more.

One day I will return to heal,
But stay with me as I fulfill a young girl’s dream,
Starting a journey for orphaned, vulnerable women.
I am here for you, and you for me—
Through God and time, we shall heal.
Yes, my pieces were scattered,
But like a mirror, I may never be whole.
I will never fully heal,
Yet I will remain soft unto the Lord.
Life will continue,
Karma will take its course,
And God shall appoint leaders,
For I am sent by Him.

Poem by Leruo Kennetswe

01/05/2024

Echoes of the soul ;reflection of life
The spirit waves travelled within my soul
My ancestors evoked the drums made by leather skins
A call to my ancestors give them my clan names ,Ke Motswana

You are the trees that have stood the test of time.
Your roots are deep, your branches are strong,
Nourishing all who seek shelter under your shade.

You are the torchbearers of our culture,
Preserving our traditions, lighting the way for our youth.
Your voices ring out with the songs of our ancestors.

Your blood sustains us
Your wisdom and rain sustain us
For you brought life

Poem by :Leruo Kennetswe

01/05/2024

My heart to yours
If I would write many letters ,I would write of how we share many values ,of how you have been a good friend to me ,of how you have been my greatest supporter and my biggest hyper ..of how you understand me like no one does .You still stood with me when I disappointed you ,But in this day I chose to write of how the Melodie’s in my heart have seen beauty in your love
Dear love

The way you see the world and the way you hold me in your arms have changed my life. Your smile, your tender touch, and your presence bring a sense of peace and comfort that I didn't know was possible. I want you to know that I appreciate every moment we spend together, and I'm grateful that you've chosen to share your love with me.

"Dear love, your love knows no boundaries. It jumps hurdles and penetrates walls to reach my heart, always filled with hope.

"My love for you is like the ocean, vast and deep, always changing yet always the same. Like the ocean, my love is powerful and mysterious, and it flows with the tides of
"My love for you runs deep in my heart, like a bottomless well of devotion and adoration. Your presence in my life is like the rays of the sun that brighten my world and warm my soul. I'm grateful for every moment we share and every breath we take together.
"Your love is the anchor that holds me steady, even when the world is a stormy sea. Your heart is the safe harbor where I find peace and solace.

Yours always

Leruo

Poem by :Leruo Kennetswe

15/03/2024

Hidden love

"I sit alone,
In silence deep,
My heart full of,
What I can't keep.
The words I say,
Fall on deaf ears,
For you are far,
Beyond my reach.
I long for you,
With every breath,
But know that you,
Are out of my grasp.
So I'll keep these feelings,
Locked inside,
My heart will hide,
The love I can't confide."

13/02/2024

When we closed our eyes to pray ,they left us with the religion and when we opened our eyes they had our land (Chapter 1)

There I was after my brother ‘s intiation ceremony
After nights of dances and celebration’s
Melodies of African women and sounds of dried sorghum ,Beatings of drums that evoked the souls of our ancestors,They sang loudly and proudly

Suddenly we had a horn ‘sound ,it started to rain heavily with thunder showers ,the mighty ndzimu was truly shaken by our sacrifices…
We slept until the next morning….. we saw a strange mysterious thing on earth to ever exist

They were not like us ,It seemed like a mysterious creature which was never described by our ancestors,They seemed to be lighter and brighter ,small waist,tall wearing funny leather skin’s which didn’t look alike to our clothing ,They were very strange things indeed
They came with chains and something funny that had a louder sound than an elephant s trumpet,it was more tremendous

( A young woman approached me and started speaking in Setswana ) “Dumelang ke bidiwa Martha ,ke tsile go le Luta ..ruta ka jesu “ ,What could this strange woman say to me?Who this jesu ?My ancestors never knew them and how would the prophesies be confirmed,it reminds me of how spritual women would predict of how different creatures that would try to destroy our culture and pride
They used our own kgosi ….

*Poem by a commoner

Madume ga nke a timanwa ,ke tla ka boikokobetso Ke Dumedisa Ke tsisa madume kere dumela kgabo ,dumela phuti le dumedisiwa Ke kwena setlogolo saga phuti se sere phutileng fano kere Dumelang
(The women in the kgotla ululate)

Short story by :Poet Jade🫀

11/02/2024

Brave women are great women

Brave women are great women
Through the sweats and pain ,scrolling down their faces without any fear
I refused to sleep as a child trying to convince my mom to help her ,the only thing she said on that was ‘’brave women are great women my dear

It's the way she struggled
The way she ends up with bruises just to put smile on my face & serving on the table
Bravery is her sweating down her misery & thriving relentlessly

I was too young to understand of how a woman is supposed to be consistent also insisting on the fact that pain exists and it should be endured by a woman
When I think of being a woman and also being black is a challenge itself fighting daily against colorism ,racism ,tribalism and oppression

Little did I know that it's not about how you break the sweat to survive
It's about how oppression overrules justice of equality
How the system bluntly suppresses womanhood
How all thriving attempts are viewed as rebellious
How the suffering of a woman is supposedly a norm with no recognition
As if it all doesn't fill up the plate
The colour of your skin gets to define who you are
Where you get to be
That's if it's not behind bars for being a shade darker

Our powerful women who fought for our freedom ,Queen ndziga ,winne Mandela still represent us as they were brave enough to keep their heads high protecting and influencing a mob of people to be where we are today
They took their feminist aside and allowed their masculinity to show
My rhymes express my might and I recite to express my light
The confidence awakened within me is with the quote
Brave women are great women

It's infuriating how Winnie Mandela had to bleed on the floor & paint the cell walls with quotes of justice & equality
How Queen Ndziga was viewed as rebellious in seek of a fair trade & ruling to the people of the West African Coast
The hatred endured by the feminine structures with plans of progress in plain sight
Forget the mob influence & acknowledge the sense made , truth & insightful facts that were unveiled
Defying the odds to the known
How I get pityful glances in dark corners as i try to define myself with ink & paper
How I get to resurrect dead bones
The fear of difference & change clouding the sky
Funny how it falls back to my mother's words
"A woman's bravery is her strength"
Indeed Brave women are great women

Poem by :The duchess &Poet Jade

11/02/2024

I swear I love you
From the moment I heard your heartbeat in my womb
To the assurance that I gave you
Touching my stomach from time to time
Witnessing the growth
The vibrations and signals you gave me
I’m sorry my baby
The pain is unbearable like Sarah in the Bible I weep myself to sleep and ask God when
I love you,I love that I love you and they is nothing that can bring me happiness other than you
You laughter and the pain that we shared
I wanted to keep you,
Well when you were formed my chakra was higher but when I returned you my chakra was lower
I swear I love you,every minute I think of you,when I’m lonely I think of you
I never thought of a name to give but I could you-Grace
For your birth and your presence would only make me feel precious and gracious
I still offer my deepest remorses and still griev to my last piece
Nothing can feel the void ,I was afraid of serving you poverty,struggle and setbacks
Can you please return my baby 🥹your Mom and Dad love you
We were still young
I swear I love you ♾🥹

Poet Jade

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