KUTLWANO SONJI NOBLE ONE NKWE

Tlhowang ditsebe mme le rate mafoko a mmoki
Ke itshwaretse fela gole gonnye ke raya setoki
Letswaana fela la poko ga ke a abelwa ke wa nta motlhoki
Ga me ga go a tlala le yone komoki
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It starts as a stalk with few leaves
Catching no ones eyes like termite eaten twigs
Inhabitant by ants unrecognized by bees
Only taking a good florist to surmise what it is
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This is poet's lunch
for them to munch
and massage their belly
and feel alive like the early
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Expression is the only remedy to a heart filled with words unexpressed
The healing portion of feelings not known
The exposure of the hidden truth and amazing facts
An antidote of poisoned words not discussed
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Falling in love
The day is long the night is young
Tomorrow is the day anticipated for its goodness?
Thoughts and dreams give a stung
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Written by kutlwano sonji Nkwe
Biblical poetry
You are my joy genesis
My pain exodus
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HER, BEAUTY AND THEM
She is a fair that makes nymphs stare and go extra dike
Expiating their fantasies on Adam’s likeness since her beauty stuns
Women cry at the rate of adultery men are fighting temptation and the like
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Dead to sin in Christ alive
Fashioned with righteousness an heir to thrive
Two stone tablets each containing laws of five
Had their glory to last for a while
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On the cold airs of winter she fastened her turban
Faced the direction of Mecca and burst on tears
With touching prayers
Then the hot winds of summer knocked and arrived
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she breathes beauty in my life
a fragile heart of a strong woman never to be abused
lovely and delicate to touch never to be bruised
lovable, adorable all words can be used
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she is meticolously designed to be an object of admiration
some epitome of love of lustful gratification
with care and pride she swings her curvy bottom
blooming with beauty like roses in the middle of autumn
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How do I introduce the shout of a soul?
Whose hole was stole to be whole
Without a leak
Which words do I pick?
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Gone is the innocence of the African child
The green raw melon picked up in the wild
Integrity and purity self defiled
Where did it go to sent a Troop search
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Glorious and full of splendor
Satisfied with softness and tender
Though fragile like a baby in a womb
Hallowed like the one raised from a tomb
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As north is far to the south I professed my love
Always with a wide open mouth I stressed my love
A true poet's path of wit I discovered and followed
Meticulously as his writing to his dame I borrowed
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Pain of a loss like the pain at the cross the crucifix
Bitter than wine and gall mix
How do I express my feelings concerning this loss
When its weight is beyond my poetic expressions
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Her worth is far above the four pillars of earth
her breath is her husband's snare
to trap life
she is dressed with glorious care
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