In The Middle Of The Night Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)

In The Middle Of The Night

Rating: 5.0


Old as I am
the feeling attacks,
Strangles my heart and
jails the beloved mind

As memories began
ticking by the hands of time
with sounds as the dark snores
It were memories I had with father

though was young
but his touch is still old
it wakes me up in such nights
even now with his absence

there go years passed by
but these nights,
stood they stand
and so much sorrow builds

but the relief of no more tears,
is what I hold and cherish,
and off I go to bed

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eric Cockrell 16 June 2012

grief chsels faces in stone... very good poem.

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Pheko Motaung 20 June 2012

A strong poem! Well thought out and strong lines.Well done

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Arianne Owens 19 June 2012

good poem :) I like it!

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Neela Nath Das 18 June 2012

His touch and memory will be haunting you, because you don't want to forget it.It's so loving! Anele, great!

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 17 June 2012

People say that Time is the real remedy to heal our unseen wounds, but why the memory of our loved ones hurts us again and again? ? No one knows the answer. Good poem! !

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Swetha Vanakayalapati 17 June 2012

its very great in feel...the emotion behind the words flow thr the lines making it more special to a father and his warmth....unconditional love that pours out of his heart for his younger one.............once again you proved pen is mighty...but this it has a soul! !

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Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town)
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