Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

Rookie - 0 Points (27/02/1985 / Maun, Botswana)

The Grass

the dry trashes
and ashes
of the beige grass,
i pass
each time i walk through so fast
at last,
i grossly lost much in must
and dust
out the green in trust,
the stain
on my blood stained
body of pieces had drained
and laid,
with pain
as my eyes failed
to glance at the tailed
mask within the faded
gothics and denied
the grass
a drop of rain,
in cold nights
of dry daylight
as i walked by the dry grass
i pass
each time i walk through so fast
at last
so dry like the grass
in seasons of winter
like wild fires in the deep jungles
blown away by the winds of troubles
swept astray to find so lost like bubbles
of the matters ahead of us....

Submitted: Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 30, 2013


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poem: 'the grass'
book: 'fallen leaves'
year: october 2012
book no.11 of 2012

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Onalethuso Petruss Buyile Ntema (4/30/2013 8:34:00 AM)

    October Priskath Katlholo, Ruth Miz'j Mizo Jeremiah, Lucky M. Bulayani and 6 others like this.

    Lucky M. Bulayani Wow mate. I nid a green then read this again.
    5 hours ago via mobile · Unlike · 1

    Itumeleng Osenyeng............loadin..........
    damn...u r so gud..lav it.
    4 hours ago via mobile · Unlike · 1

    Ponatshegelo Mista Poke Katlholo Great one.
    32 minutes ago via mobile · Unlike · 1

    Buyile Ekzyl Mambo surely need some my king Lucky M. Bulayani and read again...i know what you mean mate...hehehehe! thanks for reading. Itumeleng Osenyeng i try sometimes le nna to have a thought on paper, thanks for reading dear frend. Nuff respek Ponatshegelo Mista Poke Katlholo.
    2 minutes ago · Like

    Buyile Ekzyl Mambo i cant ignore this comment:
    each time i walk through so fast at last
    lost is my soul
    to the crying last grass beneath
    and the dust that deny any trace of life

    there im lost
    as my foot
    trash and squash the lost remain by one mighty poetess October Priskath Katlholo..thanks much dear country friend of mine.
    a few seconds ago · Like (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 573 Points Shahzia Batool (4/30/2013 1:34:00 AM)

    good to read! ! ! well-timed line composition and syllable arrangement...offering a good study for students like me... (Report) Reply

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