Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

Rookie - 56 Points (27/02/1985 / Maun, Botswana)

Onalethuso Petruss Ntema Poems

1. Weep Not Child 9/5/2011
2. Exquisite Sun-Day 9/5/2011
3. Love's A Token (Not Be Broken) 9/5/2011
4. The Journey 9/6/2011
5. Survivor 9/6/2011
6. My Words 9/6/2011
7. Of Ants And Life 9/5/2011
8. If And When I Die 11/2/2011
9. Pieces Of Pieces (Ed 2) 3/10/2012
10. Why? 3/10/2012
11. Walked... 3/10/2012
12. It Shall... 3/10/2012
13. Patterns Of Time 3/10/2012
14. I Am 3/10/2012
15. Of Your Own 3/10/2012
16. Strangely 3/10/2012
17. No Joy In Doing Wrong 3/10/2012
18. Whence You Left (Ed.2) 3/10/2012
19. Render Me A Journey Of Blessings 3/29/2012
20. Body And Soul 6/18/2012
21. Walk With Me (In Nata) 6/19/2012
22. I Am (Ed.2) 7/22/2012
23. Her Name Is Love 8/17/2012
24. I Miss(Ed) You 8/23/2012
25. One Big Smile In Silence 8/23/2012
26. I Laugh So Greenly 8/23/2012
27. Not Of Empty Men (With Plenty Yen) 8/23/2012
28. Winds Of Seasons With Hands Of Hope 8/23/2012
29. Run My Hand 8/23/2012
30. Butterflies Look So Colorful 8/23/2012
31. Way So Far 8/23/2012
32. Hope 8/23/2012
33. Pebbles 9/6/2012
34. O' Dear Pebble 9/13/2012
35. Stay With Me (O' Dear Heart Of Mine) 3/10/2012
36. Have You Ever? 3/10/2012
37. Emotional Beauty 3/10/2012
38. I Call Unto Ye O' Lord 3/10/2012
39. Had I Not Stayed With You 3/10/2012
40. I Miss You 10/14/2012
Best Poem of Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

Life's A Sonnet

life is a trumpet
every being responds to
a banquet
singing and joy corresponds to
a pamphlet
reading comprehends to
some bank it
some complements to

awaken is the wise
lost is the nice
fed with a jolly of rice
menu with a spice
bitter taste twice
as nice
some telling lies
and surely pay the price
but to reap a slice
you ought to sweat thrice
and ding dong like a dice
but sometimes not, and your infant cries
at times you make it, and she (joyously) smiles
for life’s a sonnet, going many miles

believe you me, life’s a ...

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Exquisite Sun-Day

exquisite sun-day

clear as the sky that blues over my head
rays of the rising sun emitting on my skin, but not red
said i’d rather stand than sit
walk on my feet
like a black talon
on a donkey wagon
simple but random

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