Paris Thulare Poems

Le satlo kwišwa bohloko, la gegewa
Le satlo tshepišwa mehlolo, la wela
Le sa tlo bona dikgolo
Dibotse di tlo feta
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I am the reflection ofmy own shadow
The one behind the existence of barrows
Because i have been given this life
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No one remembers you
No one is here for you
No body will ever cry for you
No one is so keen to nourish you
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I didn't know you were capable of pulling such a miracle,
I was Depressant then,
With tears looting my face
I was a runner in my life,
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What if the heaven we are told about doesn't exist,
What if it's a place we see only in our dreams.
Who has ever went there and came back?
Who has ever seen hell with his naked eyes?
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To thee pains irreparable,
To thee lost stillborn,
To thee poor searching,
To you out there, the souls suffering
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What is the use of imploring whilst the sky is dark?
What is the use of waiting when those that lead care less of us?
We the poor are alwayscriticized
Those in the 1st class carriageare on the safest side
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This time I wear no dark color
This time I wear no scar
My words cleansed me
My lines made me
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Dear poetry
Make me your servant, I want to die on your hands.
Make me listener, I want die dancing to your beats.
Make me your slave, I want die rhyming.
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A train of disappointments
A plane of ignorants
A bus of jealousy
A ship of sadness
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