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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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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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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To thee pains irreparable,
To thee lost stillborn,
To thee poor searching,
To you out there, the souls suffering
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WE ARE POETS
by Parizo Van Thulare

Poets don't cry
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How I wish,
To be there lighted by moonlight with the she I call bubbly.
Lips staring at each other , in a paradise for us too
How I wish
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The echo of my rhyming
Making waves from the calcaneus up the nerve of auditory
Cleansing all which was blocked in tympanic membrane
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This yesterday you were singing sweet tunes,
Telling the tales of how you long to see my face.
I let go of my doubts,
I divorced my pride.
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