I Am His - By Makhanda

Written By: Makhanda

Category: Poetry

Competition: Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026

Presenting a profound piece of poetry by Makhanda, titled "I Am His," submitted to the Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026. This evocative poem invites readers into a journey of introspection and transformation. As part of the poetry category, Makhanda's work is a testament to the power of creative expression and the exploration of one's inner world. The poem resonates with themes of self-discovery, redemption, and spiritual awakening, making it a compelling entry in this prestigious competition.

About the Work

In "I Am His," Makhanda delves into a deeply personal narrative, exploring the tumultuous journey of self-realization and spiritual emancipation. The poem's vivid imagery and emotive language create a powerful contrast between past struggles and newfound clarity. Through a blend of introspective reflection and spiritual resolve, the poem captures the essence of moving from darkness to enlightenment. Makhanda's lyrical style draws the reader into a contemplative space, inviting them to ponder the complexities of identity and redemption.

Conjectured minds

Original Submission by Makhanda

I stand upon the shore that fractures the seas of sin from hopeful whims.

Beneath are specks of dust, each brushing and scraping past me, in the flow of the wind.

My feet.

Soft, smooth, and young. Inexperienced and energized.

I lay upon blades of green among the fortresses of stone.

The sun shines unlike anywhere else, blinding me where it could leave me to be frozen.

My hands. Scarred, bruised, tough as the rock they climb and many in days.

I reside in the caves and in the palaces, in the streets and in the homes, the vibrant energy I bore being carried forth in precision.

My eyes, refined but I pray hopeful, piercing but I pray gentle, knowing but I pray humble.

Who am I?

I used to Sprint among tracks of remnant beliefs in the system.

Watching cartoons, replicating all I saw and believing I could breathe a fresh breath. Believing that I was the token, that the world needed, unbroken. My soul and being would fly with the wind, fading in and out of whims and whims.

My one objective was to be the greatest at being myself. I was comfortably drowning in my own sin.

I'd lead the people, imitating all I'd seen. Wage war against those who discern me. Clean on the records, until you put them into play.

Played advantage, never threw a penalty away.

I was sat on a throne, of thorns and promises that were broken.

Dressed in royal garments of dirt and scars.

Wore a crown covered in gold and silver, but inside I knew I could not deliver.

Fifteen and I'd seen too much for innocent eyes, exposed to the world before the age of nine.

Chasing addictions to mend afflictions with the devil. All my ties

Tied into the knot around my neck where my soul had chosen to reside. A slave to the evil that spread in swarms, too defiled.

Next thing I know, my dim fire had Burnt cold.

Ashes black and Sparks of hope clawing against the truth of my flesh and all it'd decide.

Needed a retribution, ran among plated solutions, yet they all rusted away to residue and pollution.

I ran among the hills and I ran among the mountains, I ran among the shadows and light, the rivers and the gallows.

I prayed, unable to contain the pain every time I'd see my reflection in the rain. Crying out past the heavens to its maker in my shame.

What's there not to gain.

Today I stand here afraid to look back at the yonder days.

At times I fear I may revert to the olden ways, but He keeps me tame. Freed from my shackles when I abandoned the home where I'd found my Fame. Ignited again, burning white in His spirit yet not consumed. I feel no pain. At the end of the day, those times were needed to mold this false molder. Stripping away all the excess baggage and authority on my weak shoulders. But today I have been strengthened to face the dark in every lesson. And grow, traversing the world to honour the Lord.

I am His.

About the Competition

The Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026 by Hashtag Kalakar is a renowned platform celebrating the diversity and creativity of writers worldwide. This competition encourages participants to showcase their original works, offering a stage for poets and writers to express their unique voices. It serves as a fertile ground for artistic exploration, fostering a community of creative minds eager to share their stories and perspectives with the world.

We extend our heartfelt gratitude to Makhanda for sharing "I Am His" with us as part of the Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026. Your poem's depth and sincerity offer a poignant reflection on personal growth and spiritual awakening. Thank you for contributing to this celebration of creative expression. We look forward to witnessing more of your inspiring work in the future.

About Hashtag Kalakar

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