Musa Ndhlovu Poems

Memories is not my thing,
Understanding is my thing.
Sometimes I talk too much,
Actually I express my opinion.
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Never seen together before time
Allowed them to be in the same
Field of mind building.
Not expecting any bonding.
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Cloudy and less wind
He laughed till the end.
With no power to run away,
I had to wait till he goes away.
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She still cakes me: by the name
My blood mother loved to call me with.
But that was then, when she use to be with
Us: in the same yard. Me with no aim.
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I could feel her breath as she speaks
Next to me. I could not stop looking
In her eyes, they are as clean as snow,
Her brown chunk chubby cheeks are as
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If I was the moon;
I would light a path to heart,
When you are feeling down and stormy
And when your world is falling apart.
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So we grew as days go by
Expecting the only day that comes
To level us up: My turn came
And I found no body but you
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He has beer now by than;
But now, it is different from that.
Seen by many after a short
Moment of many days. One hot
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Its been a while since they left;
Some days I wondered whether will
I ever see them; Are they still the same?
If not, than what has changed? They left.
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Day and night I seek for the special
Things in you. Day and night all I find
Are things that kill and destroy love.
Day comes, you stand in the mist of
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