Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

Rookie - 33 Points (27/02/1985 / Maun, Botswana)

Onalethuso Petruss Ntema Poems

1. (better) Done Than Said 11/1/2012
2. A Journal To My Person 3/5/2013
3. A Letter To My Lover 2/14/2013
4. A Little More Strength 4/22/2013
5. A Little One Drop 3/5/2013
6. A Wish 2/26/2013
7. Afrika 5/23/2013
8. Am Inspired, Are You? 11/15/2012
9. Are You Aware? 4/12/2013
10. Beyond The Soul 6/24/2013
11. Blind Fear (In My Eyes) 2/11/2013
12. Body And Soul 6/18/2012
13. Butterflies Look So Colorful 8/23/2012
14. Can I Be With You, O' Love? 12/5/2012
15. Carry Me (A River) 9/5/2011
16. Child Of Divine 4/18/2013
17. Cold Feet 5/6/2013
18. Come Forth 11/13/2013
19. Dancing Toes 1 9/23/2013
20. Days Are Numbered 3/19/2013
21. Dry Cry 4/2/2013
22. Dry Eyes 3/19/2013
23. Early Morning 2/26/2013
24. Echoes Of An African Tear: A Poet's Lament -new- 4/17/2015
25. Emotional Beauty 3/10/2012
26. Exquisite Sun-Day 9/5/2011
27. Fear 11/21/2013
28. February 27th 12/5/2012
29. Golden Eyes 4/23/2013
30. Gone Too Long 4/18/2013
31. Guidance From You Father 5/10/2013
32. Had I Not Stayed With You 3/10/2012
33. Happy Birthday (By Comet Molefi) 2/27/2013
34. Have You Ever? 3/10/2012
35. Her 3/5/2013
36. Her Name Is Love 8/17/2012
37. Hope 8/23/2012
38. Humble Heart 1/31/2013
39. Humble Pearl 4/23/2013
40. I Am 3/10/2012
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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Weep Not Child

weep not child

wipe those tears from your eyes
weep not child
weep not for you are not alone
weep not child

wipe those very tears
surely, over the years

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