(lonely Poems) To The Poets Poem by Pheko Motaung
(lonely Poems) To The Poets
(For my friends @ P.H.com.)
Fellow poets!
Colleagues!
Here's one of your own boss!
Read some of his poems!
And put him
Out of his miseries!
In the universe of the poet
It's so silent
You can hear a pin drop!
Be swayed not
By the hurly burly of life!
Aloofness from the suffering
Of the surly throng is the essence!
May solitude be your brother! Silence
Be the middle name of your sister!
You're alone when you write!
I, Ngaka Motaung!
I have sounded the war drums to a revolution!
Be brave my friends!
Fear nothing and fear nobody!
A tearjerker poet might as well
Find another profession to kill their
Talent with dull regular monotony!
Listen to what your heart says!
Believe in the power of your visionary imagination!
And that exhausts the exclamation mark! !
A great motivating poem! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Thank you
Hi enjoyed this sounds like a rally call! Best wishes Gillian
Very well thought out poem. You are actually in the mind of the poet, and it comes through in your writing. Very well done.
Dear sir, thanking you for a look at my poems. Thank you for your unommon comment on When A Flower Is Beautiful. I have not enough power to express and understand poems. But yes, this poem is very couraging and a beautiful advice to self-strengthen. Thank you, , , , , , , , ,
Amazing I love it so so much! I feel you! truly motivating
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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And tonight he is my brother.