Gert Strydom Poems

“Its not much fun to be alone, ” said she
“but two who stick together can help each other
out of all kinds of jeopardy,
but then I am silly and why would you bother? ”
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Somehow I am free from the whims of youth,
from some vanity, from some recklessness
are living a life with serenity and truth
away from the sheer pains of faithlessness,
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My heart does no more belong to me,
as in loving I have given it to you
where it grows in sweet tranquillity,
as tender well-cared plants often do.
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While my days were only solitary,
my destruction came at the greatest speed
while demons, humans descended on me
with their utmost kind of malignant greed
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and with you brought a myriad of memories,
of happy times, of sad times,
of events that we did experience together
and at times we were in bliss
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I have often wondered about grasping men,
I have wondered about the way that the world goes
under the people that were elected to lead the way
and about their desire for fortune and fame,
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Far too many places are now bereft
of marches and streams, that was not left;
robbed of their wilderness, even the hills,
where man constructs and builds as he wills.
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I saw a girl with eyes shining, ablaze
with cheeks much softer than a single rose
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While gentle you lie sleeping next to me
I am thinking of stealing one small kiss
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There was something strange that did draw my sight
as if she was an angel of the light,
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