Kenneth Maswabi Poems

Love has no language
But yet it speaks in all languages
Love is a silent language
But yet it is a billion decibels
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You hauled yourselves to the tabernacle of life
With your hearts you constructed the place of hope
Overhauling the human spirit
You refined the art of humanity
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Drawn to the tabernacle of secrets
Attracted by the beauty of the Truth
The mystic has to die to himself (herself)
Folds his/her Ego
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Love was ignited before time and space were formed
Love is neither dissoluble nor destructible
Love of Love forms the foundation of God
Love of God forms the foundation of existence
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I have been to the lake of silence
I have listened to the silent waves
Beating their drums on the banks of my heart
Injecting their purified bliss
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Sitting alone
Inside her thoughts
Enveloped by turmoil
Everybody has deserted you
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The warmest weather
Surrounds a loving Soul
Joy is ever present
To sooth & refresh the Soul
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Empty your heart
Remove all the vile thoughts from your mind
Your journey is a sacred one
The path of light is not for those with venom in their hearts
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Poetry is the mother of all languages
The father of silence
The son of the wind
The daughter of time
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In the realm of insanity
Poets share the same hospital bed
Ever hallucinating on the state of the human condition
Poets are forever on the edge of a psychotic breakdown
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