Gert Strydom Poems

Do I remind you Annelize, of our lost love,
of every card, every letter
bushes of roses that I gave almost without end
about the bonds that we made to a marriage;
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I wonder in whose arms
you do wake this morning
and who lies comfortable against you
and would have wanted just a moment
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(for A)

I
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I

When I stand at the end of our love
that disappears as if the flame
of destiny determines our feelings
then you trample my humanity to its depths.
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Like a pretty rose that faded quite young
your sweet love for me had suddenly died
where with some withering leaves it did hung
and day after day and nights, I did cry
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Far too quickly in you life lost its bliss,
while with time your bright memories does fade,
forgotten is your last lingering kiss
as you have left into a world of shade.
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My own dearest love, she is unloving and cold
and she has no cares of the things of this earth,
once her hair gleamed like gold
and she was lovely from the day of her birth.
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I

Minette, the wind now whispers, are sometimes raging
as if its calling your name while I am aging
and forever you will be sweet and young,
sometimes it feels as if around me a war is waging
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May she who did once read Gibran's prophet,
with love to me,
who could with her very sweet presence
bring tranquilly
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I

Without you much better it would have been,
if in this wide world under all the skies
I did not know you, I had never seen
the glimmer, the attraction in your eyes.
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