Write your dreams into existence

I started my poetry blog “Nomzi Kumalo, What Are You Waiting For?” because I did not know how else to get through what I was going through, sober. This was 6 years ago, today. 

I had buried my dreams so deep inside of me that life eventually shook me so hard, to the point of surrendering my written words to you. This daily practice became my way of opening my heart and remembering the way to my dreams.

Do not underestimate the power of writing down your own words. The daily practice will positively impact different aspects of your life. Start writing and gathering all the thoughts that you have written throughout the years. Speak into a voice recorder. See what happens. 

Got my first ever release concert, 26 February 2020 at Herr Nilsen, in Oslo.  It will be cool to see you, so come and say hello. Buy your tickets by clicking below.

Also, my poetry book is marinating and I can’t wait to get it ready for publishing and share it with you. In the meantime, please feel free to connect with me to build something by clicking below. Thank you for being here. Thank you WordPress. Love always, Nomzi ❤️🥰💖🌸🌺💓🥳❤️🥰❤️💓

Photo: Nabeeh Samaan.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2020.

MUSIC BIO

Official Website. First single THE TRUTH is out on all platforms! Join NomziKumalo.com.

The South African born, Norwegian-based artist, Nomzi Kumalo, celebrates 7 years sober by releasing a critically acclaimed début single under her own record label, Kumalo Records. Six-time Grammy winner, producer and audio engineer, Brian Vibberts wrote, “WOW! “The Truth” is so honest and heartfelt. A great vocal performance with an emotional impact!!!” when he heard it.

“The Truth” premiered on South Africa’s national urban and contemporary radio station, Metro FM, the night before it dropped. Surprising listeners with her first ever live interview, all the way from Oslo, by none other than the South African media icon, Nothemba Madumo. It also premiered in Norway, with her first Norwegian radio interview by Ole Sven Engelsvold, on NRK P2. The reception of her song is immense, as she keeps up with her record label work, interviews and preparation for her Norway Tour 2020, as well as new releases.

Writing poetry, gathering old texts and recorded melodies from a tiny cassette dictaphone became her way of putting together the pieces of her life. And not a complete stranger to music, her grandfather, a classical pianist himself, had intuitively given her the name, “Nomzi”, which means “home” in isiXhosa, as though he knew how much she would come to need it. Now, music has chosen her and she continues her rehabilitation through writing and singing her songs.

Nomzi channels her creative power and imagination, from the choice of her hairstyle, piercings, the statement of her strictly classic black and white aesthetic, through to the contrast of her bare feet when she appears on stage. An observant audience member recently told her that she has a quirky way of conscious streaming her anecdotes on stage.

She sings without filters, connecting with her audiences with a melancholic soulful sound and a strikingly earthy vocal identity that is hers. A singer, songwriter, poet and painter of emotions, her neo-soul pop ballads are about love and resilience.

Already having delivered a stream of unique and intense concerts in Norway, her Norwegian band has newly welcomed a bassist as well as a Bosnian accordionist. Prior to her début, she has already performed in venues like the Oslo Concert Hall and The Noble Peace Centre. And “The Truth” is only the beginning of more music releases and concert tours.

Her first single is only the beginning of more music releases and concert tours, and it could not come at a better time, as we look forward to spending more time with loved ones, reflecting on a year that is almost done and contemplating what makes us feel at home. She is ready. Her music is ready.

What’s next? A new single is loading…

Photo: Nabeeh Samaan.

#soul #pop #earthyvocalidentity

Thank you

I registered on WordPress 5 years ago. It is truly wonderful to see familiar faces from back when I started. How far we have come. It also feels good to welcome new faces here too. Love is everywhere you look, it’s true.

Jot down words on a piece of paper. Start writing and see what happens to your life.

Wishing you good health and all the best in 2019 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2019.

Published: Schizophrenic times

I am happy to announce that I was published in Ons Klynti; an independent South African cultural magazine. To have my poem Schizophrenic times printed in this issue is fabulous. The magazine is published and launched annually at the Oppikoppi music festival in South Africa.

Thank you so much for appreciating my work like this and thank you for your continued support here on WordPress. Read more about this contemporary online magazine @ Ons Klyntji

Feel free to catch up on my most recent poems by clicking here: Nomzi Kumalo Poetry Collection. Thank you so much 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Published: Blue is the quietest colour

I am thrilled to finally be able to have time to announce that I was published in Ons Klynti; an independent South African cultural magazine. To have my poem Blue is the quietest colour in print in this issue is still like a dream. I keep looking from time to time to check that it’s still there. The magazine is published and launched annually at the Oppikoppi music festival in South Africa.

Thank you so much for appreciating my work like this. Read more about this incredible magazine @ Ons Klyntji

Feel free to catch up on my collection of poems by clicking here: Nomzi Kumalo Poetry Collection. Thank you 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Love and doubt

“Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.”

Khalil Gilbran

Lots of incredible things happening in the world. People wanting many different things from us. My compass for my life is within me. Let me align with my calling 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2018.

Editing

Life can get challenging sometimes, so when it does, find the light; in a poem, a song, a good conversation, a shared meal, rest, under a tree or by the sea.

I remember going through a painful period in my life that pushed me to write my first WordPress post about returning home to South Africa, essentially to myself. Some day I will tell you about how poetry chose me back then. For now I keep writing and editing my poetry book.

Over 1000 followers later, I am truly grateful for your support, guidance and inspiration 🌸

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2017.

Joy

I hear the church bells ringing
And the birds take flight into the cold spring skies
And of all the things that I wish to do
I want to know what it is like to soar with you
Through the mundane things of this world

Because masturbation is not love
Pornography is not love
Equality is not love

Love is free from our imagination
As free as the rain that falls from the heavens
Mountains valleys oceans alleys
She can not be rented nor invented nor paused

So forget about yesterday and tell me about now
What brings you pure joy
Love.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2016.

 

Call my ugly

Call each and every ugly part of me
Until there is none left for me to cling to
Until they are no longer mine to carry
Free to be of what I am made.

I dedicate this poem to those who have called my ugly; and in so doing have awakened me to my humility; my true calling. From the time that we are born our lives are abundant with gifts. They will misname them. Our work is to rise above that.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2016.

 

How to remove the dread from the locks.

I used to dread the dreadlock until I let my locks, my hair grow out on its own. So that I can let you know that I too am love. Be gentle with yourself. There is courage and freedom and inner peace to be gained from this.

Dreadlocking

Forests of dark coily hair jerseyed
Into the fabric of my immigrant life
Understanding what is my ground
Something that’s not yours to name.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

“Be careful of your thoughts, for your thoughts become your words. Be careful of your words, for your words become your actions. Be careful of your actions, for your actions become your habits. Be careful of your habits, for your habits become your character. Be careful of your character, for your character becomes your destiny.” Ancient Chinese philosopher, Lao Tzu.

A Human Encounter

As though I am built of some other material
That neither you nor I can make out
Whether you are shapeshifting or maybe I

Beautiful warm burgundy animal blood
Humping thumping breathing organs
Fingerprint all my genes awake

Ancient codes in each and every cell
Popping flesh bubbles and children unborn
It’s my turn it’s my turn it’s my turn it’s mine

Survival in the love and war of the breeders
Horniness half hysterical on a cliff edge
Commanding a thousand valleys a thousand streams

Hot savage bliss in the climax to live on
Significant insignificance as we bow our heads
To surrender to such violence in rebirth.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Originally posted 15 March 2014

The Bathroom mirror

Sometimes the day molds me
Into features I do not recognise
A new day when at first glance
The morning has not touched me
And neither have I had a chance
To sculpt it with anxious hands

When loving you is so effortless
Not one of my secrets is original
I set loose a hundred possessions
And stand innocent in Nothing land
Nothing land she has everything
She knows well of eternal youth.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.

Originally posted 22 March 2014

Why not self publish

I am inspired and eternally grateful for each and every one of your posts that plant seeds of endless possibilities for my life: your precious reminders to keep receiving, creating and giving. I am considering to translate a selection of my poems into Norwegian for them to be published in a book at a publishing house here where I live; connect with the people who I live with. I am also aware of the fact that my readership is mainly english speaking and Norwegians do speak and read english.

Perhaps to focus on self publishing an english poetry book is the way to go. What am I waiting for?

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2016.

The Daily News

The bullshit of the week begins effortlessly
The printed word declares fear on the world
And at some point we feel the accountability
Close our eyes so we can play hunger games
While the obese stuff their muffle in protest

Dear God give me the strength to know you
Above agendas tripping all over themselves
Beyond all the seductions of his entitlements
Into the season of Your mercy and Your song
Because love is all that I seem to recognise

The rest is not for me.

Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2016.