How I miss the sight of your name
The words of yours that never get lame
How I miss the write of reality
That in your poetry I saw possibility
Like Siyabonga I regarded you as my mentor the respect I had for u is way higher that any stiletto
Come back oh wonderful bird
Rescue out this sorrowful nerd
Just your name in my inbox
Will be music in my ears from the jukebox
Come back dear lady
Write once more oh fairlady
The poem is very nice.Your poem has ignited in me the desire to read her poems more & more.
A really great poem, about a really great poet. Her work is fantastic, as is yours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wooow..! ! ndiyazidla ngawe Nyana We Africa, esi sihobe sindenza ndibhabhe phezulu okwe ntaka, ndakhe ndasho ndathi, lona ngumlilo kazokhele, uhangula kwasani...keep the fire burning my brother, we all miss J, but i hope one day she'll post many poems for us to digest...