Fresh Flowers On A Dead Dry Boat Poem by Sicelo Sithole

Fresh Flowers On A Dead Dry Boat

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I tear all my skins of yester days
To see your happy face always
My song is lifeless, it is like fresh flowers on a dead dry boat
It is all sweet words embodied upon a dead dry throat

Monday, January 19, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,happy,song
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Diana Van Den Berg 12 April 2009

Sad, but very beautiful, Sicelo.

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Sicelo Sithole

Sicelo Sithole

Durban, South Africa
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