Musa Gift Masombuka

Rookie - 429 Points (1998 April 1st / Dennilton)

Philosophy - Poem by Musa Gift Masombuka

words that boom in my mind
and blown by the wind,
out there can find,
one who's too kind
thoughts are odd,
they make me feel sad
they're only in my head
so well they pamper
like a free hamper,
I've lost temper,
i must mentor like a memo,
must i share without a share-holder?
My side of the buttered bread with no butterfly,
how lies fly and occpy
to control the lines
like philosophy, we send memories,
to memorized the memo of being truthful,
philosophy, i see nor Dr Phil could stand against the standard of his words,
only the beliefs would set US apart,
we sent to sort;
away your vision but on a way...
There are principles
hills are high to climb,
i would tear the truth,
nor words would be heard,
i received to serve as a servant,
pain would dwell to demand,
the truth will crush the lies,
to lay the law of injudicious justice,
broth would smell the death to reborn,
vaguely in vein, the vibe will be the verse of preaching the verbs,
words run into..while blood flow
nature smiled encouragingly at US,
rain nodded against the ground fearing an absorption,
I presume, profusely there's no promise;
philosophy, philosophy.....philosophy! !

Collaboration of Musa Gift Masombuka AKA Poeticboy and Masivuye Zulu AKA Poetic Buster

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Prose Poem

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 22, 2015

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