Kenneth Maswabi Poems

I, through the eyes of poetry
Have seen beyond the curve
Of human consciousness
Into the realm of Love
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piercing through her heart
with cold burning pain of love
he introduced his love to her
like a love fire
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It is not a stabbing pain
That hurts my heart
It is not an open wound
That afflicts my heart
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Between the Poet and the poem
Who is telling the story?
Sometimes the Poet's message
Is drenched in despair
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In the art of diagnosis
The matrix of knowledge is punctured
Not to annihilate the structure of logic
But to give meaning to a sickness
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please leave me alone
forget we ever met
never hug me again
or kiss me on the lip
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The curtain of madness hangs loose
Inside my being
I am ready to be excoriated
By those with the eyes of logic
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It's not the voice of Silence
That draws me closer
To the heart of existence
It's the purity of Silence
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In the realm of light
It is unnecessary to doubt yourself
It is totally reckless to judge yourself
It is beyond belief to curse yourself
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It's not heaven sent
It's the fabric of existence
It's not a matrix of astronomical numbers
It's a bastion of hope
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