Anele Potelwa (Unpublished) Poems

It was hard to wake up
From a moment that took time to build up
And voices were silenced by my thoughts
As I read through the atter
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Take time to build
As it will take time to destroy
Take time to mediate
As it will take time to arbitrate
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Heights
Come speak and to the lights
And peace I shall within the innerself
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As i would have held
Upon your aggressive hand
As i would have to beg,
Beg you to stay and not live
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They say this is not my home,
but why does it feel like my bedroom,
they say i am not welcomed,
i gaze through the glass windows,
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Known for its brightness pity,
The nitty-gritty of street lives whose love is dirty,
With all kinds of opportunities flowing in the atmosphere,
That kinds of miseries are bouncing in the poetic spheres,
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Why did the storm blow away my soul,
that all my tears fell upon the evil soil,
in such that every thought in my heart digs all moments prior to the storm,
yet as I move on my heart bleeds for the hands to be turned back way before the gliding dome,
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She is the best i ever had,
she brings the smile when the lies saddness in me,
she wipes my tears vignurously,
as i admit she stormsmy heart,
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'He that doth lend, lose his friend'

I owe this day to my mother,
the granddaughter of the AmaTolo clan
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I will never
Speak with my mouth again
Because when I do, I sin,
I will never wave with thy hand again
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