Living Things (Containers Of God) Poem by Ofentse Mercy Hajane (The Dark So'tho Seer)

Living Things (Containers Of God)

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Lingering upon my walls,
Motionless.
Heavy clouds of souls mixing with the water below
Cold sense ran through my blood
Knowing were they belong
Seems to petrify my glance
Victimizing my eased light soul
Darkening my darkness
Foolishly blinding my heart


My breath went shallow
The surface turned liquid
Drowning in sorrows of those who painfully seeks of souls
Philosophical mind controlling their urge
Faith talks evolutionizing their desire to steal away from those deemed not worthy
Devoid of Love nor Joy
Devoid of Choice nor Will
Devoid of life but life that undertook their mortal containers....! !

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 17 September 2019

Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful poem written with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Ofentse.

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Jazib Kamalvi 15 April 2019

A good start with a nice poem, Ofentse. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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Ofentse Mercy Hajane (The Dark So'tho Seer)

Ofentse Mercy Hajane (The Dark So'tho Seer)

South Africa/ Johannesburg/ Krugersdorp/ Munsieville
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