Body Of My Soul Poem by Nkululeko Mdudu

Body Of My Soul

Rating: 3.0


I remember days
when I sat alone
In the dark,
with savage beasts
Dancing beside me.

All the while
my greatest hazard
Was the thought.

But then you came in,
Turned on the light
and, with an Uninteligible smile,
watched the monsters disappear.

Then you walked
Towards me and stood
like a leaning tower
Which came down hard
with the words:

'Ufuna ni apha? '
'What do you seek here? '

Of all the thousands of words
Running through my mind
I could only reach for one:
Me...

Half asking, half telling,
Addressed to you and I.
Then you turned 'round
Without a sound, and left;
You turned the light off
But left the door half open
With your light shining beyond.

Oh body of my soul!
Slowly you walked,
But you walked, dammit!
And you left me lying there,

Head on bed,
heart in hand;
Limbs, bones, breath,
Feeling detached
from myself.

So now you go ahead
And write the report.
I know you hate paper-work
But you...
you were the one
That found me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elizabeth Mpanga 10 June 2009

this poem describes me. i feel like this almost all the time. it makes me sad but yet wakens me to find and hold on to my soul beautiful and deep thanks love

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awwww...thats so sad but cute at the same time....I'm diggin the whole concept of the poem hey....Iv never read such from that angle before...especially from a male's perspective....I like it.Big ups dawg...MWAH! !

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Mhebheru Mhlongo 01 June 2009

Lol i dnt knw, it lyk she is living you and you'll never see her again all you can do is to write a letter, but she hate paper work, its need time to read, really man its confusing but well done man, and write that letter to her, althought she hate it but she'll read it.

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Nengovhela Murendeni 26 May 2009

is a sencetive poem which i feel, it deserve my total vote.well done

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Bob Blackwell 25 May 2009

You are a sensitive man, who asks questions all the time, you should stick to the Me your true Self and go with the flow of life. The significance of the numbers 12: 11: 12 you will have to enlighten me with. Poetry is good for figuring things out. Keep writing. Bob

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Nkululeko Mdudu

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