Niki Nicholas Nkuna

Rookie - 49 Points (1957/01/09 / BURGERSFORT (Leeufallei farm or Ga- Makwakwasi))

Niki Nicholas Nkuna Poems

1. The Fight! 2/10/2012
2. The Dance 2/10/2012
3. ‘i' 2/13/2012
4. Regret 2/13/2012
5. The Line 2/13/2012
6. Living Small 2/13/2012
7. I Resolve To Live! 2/14/2012
8. Streams Of Rivers 2/14/2012
9. Marula Tree Trunk 2/14/2012
10. A Smile 2/9/2012
11. False Proclamation Of Love 2/10/2012
12. The Departed Spirit 2/10/2012
13. I Am Futureless Wherever I Am, Wherever I Go 2/10/2012
14. Stooges 2/15/2012
15. The Bitter End 2/15/2012
16. The Uninvited White Carriage 2/16/2012
17. The Magnet Of Pretention 2/28/2012
18. To Be Great Is No Child's Play 2/28/2012
19. Witchcraft 3/7/2012
20. The Messiah 3/7/2012
21. Cul De Sac 3/7/2012
22. Winds Of Change 3/7/2012
23. Friendship Gone Awry 3/15/2012
24. Playing The No Fear Game 3/15/2012
25. Acquisitions Grow, Worry In Tow 3/15/2012
26. Unrepentant Guilty Conscience 3/20/2012
27. Two Worlds 3/20/2012
28. Living Beyond The Grave 3/23/2012
29. No Strings Attached, Foolishly You Think 3/23/2012
30. Summer Time In South Africa 3/27/2012
31. Endless Opposites, Spice Of Life 3/28/2012
32. Secrets Are Alive 3/28/2012
33. By The Road Side Under The Veranda 4/11/2012
34. Hazy View 4/11/2012
35. I Will Never Know 4/16/2012
36. Death 4/16/2012
37. Love 4/16/2012
38. Man & War 4/16/2012
39. ‘who Are You? ' 4/16/2012
40. Speeding To Catch The Mist 4/17/2012
Best Poem of Niki Nicholas Nkuna

Going In And Out Empty Handed

Everything provided for in the game
Equally true for the battle of the earth
All things bright and beautiful,
big and small, tall and short
Ready for the taking

Looking up seeing the stars, bright and beautiful
Looking down seeing the earth, dressed to the nines
With all things bright and beautiful
The ugly dominated by the shadows
Only to brighten up by the bright of day
With nothing changed but very true to origin

Time to sow and reap wide like the goal posts
All roads leading to Rome in the picking
But the race measured by will and ...

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The Departed Spirit

The eclipse of the sun came suddenly,
Like power failure at night,
The only sign was the roar of a motorbike,
Whose sound was cut off,
To welcome the sound of gun fire,
And then suddenly started again,
Roared off like the sound of a fly,
Slowly subsiding as it flies away into oblivion,

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