It was love
That brought hate
It was joy
That brought sorrow
It were all facts
That constituted opinions
It was the truth
That came with lies
It was a women
That man still live
It was the night
That brought all the light
Though it was fiction
That came with theories
It was the black one
That even today we have the white
It was winter
That came with summer
It was God
That created the devil
It was health
That came with illness
It was success
That resulted in that failure
But bare
And never dare that
It was life
That brought us death
I really did not pay attention to that, until I scrutinised this philosophy that opened my eye it is as if you saying for every good there is a bad, you the best I still say you are nele
Brilliant poem tsala, this is a masterpiece Anele, , truly amazing boy...Siya_! !
So nice theme.Yes, life runs thru contradictory things.Anele, this write is very mature!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it was a mistake that preaches guilt; it was agony that withholds wisdom; it was silence that immerses peace;