Mpho Leteng Poems

I will wing higher than eagles soar;
I will speak; I will rumble and roar,

Fear will not conquer me,
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We get gulped in depths of impassioned passions,
Emotional emotions, a tempest raging, a force too strong,
Love is no longer the endearment of Shakespear's pen,
The true love that concurs all is only a poet's mirage,
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When the earth bleeds;
fights abound about like Aboriginals tales,
memories of words that abut prophecies unveil,
multitudes of no fixed abodes occupy psychiantric hospital beds...
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cloaked in the dark waves of a Kachikau winter night;
the last faint gleam of hope glide,
scared out my wits, no one by my side,
who can i trust?
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When they imprisoned our minds into the grave...
among the dead we found breathing bones,
When they crucified our bright crude crave...
some of us died battling a way out
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My heart is wrapped with codes of death;
future foreshadowed by doom and gloom,
i fade away like a lengthening shadow
but thou i die, this i've been graced with will die not,
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Nested in the far deep,
beyond the the distant tuples of moreish smiles,
beyond the reach of a dayheat intoxicated sleep
faraway but not too long if you walk a few extra miles,
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Don't stand before my grave and weep;
For like poetry I only die in theories of my sleep,
'Rather merry with aromatic culinary mead,
Until myriad tear-tribes flow from your eyes and bleed.
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I fathered that night to dawn and hit the roadway early,
If i remember well Kachikau was waving hazily and giving a wry grin!
I paused for a moment twiddling thumbs of my chaffed hands,
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Gritting his teeth against distasteful pain,
Imbibing objectionable spirits of his faded familiar bonds!
Breaths strenuous to swallow up like a lump of gristle.
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