The Fallen Poem by Lungelo S. Mbuyazi

The Fallen

Rating: 5.0

Like a cute young tree
Bees invaded my kraal;
Hid under my leaves,
During scorching days
Of my youthful life,
Set & before leave
Took one or two fruits

Ah! Those days flee

Young or old all were level
Everyday' ld pass through my
Consolin' gigantic branches
From home-to-work and reverse
Rested before leave & took a fruit
Some even until the day matures

Ah! Those days flee

All sorts ran to find refuge
During stormy and thunder days
From home-to-work and reverse
Jumped into my gigantic branches
Rested & before leave took a fruit
Some even until night dies

Ah! Those days all but flee

Oh! No tree can
Wither with its peel!
Now that I'm matured
I will soon fade away
Like a dirty cloud
When my organ retires
But the grave does not
Contain all I've been

Thursday, November 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sad love
Rose Marie Juan-austin 09 November 2018

A powerful and wonderful poem on life and love. Very touching lines. Beautifully crafted.10

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Lungelo S Mbuyazi 25 November 2018

Much appreciate you having layed a courageous comments on my work...

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Lincoln 25 June 2018

Wow! This is so poetic that almost every word it's a pan...10+++

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Lungelo S Mbuyazi 26 June 2018

Thanks Lincoln with your kind comments on this poem. Much appreciated

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Simon 25 June 2018

I really like this poem... it's relavant enough to be taught at high school institutions.... It consists of many metaphors and simile, and mostly its title is a personication of an old woman

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Lungelo S Mbuyazi 25 June 2018

Thanks Simonsbath for your positive feedback to this poem.stay blessed.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 29 May 2018

I am utterly fascinated with this wonderful poem! I greatly admire the adorable style of your penning! The first line the use of 'simile' is abstracted so powerfully! Appreciated the piece of work! (10)

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I admire your positive comments in this add my love for poetry...

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Brian 17 May 2018

I hope to write a poem and post it as well

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Thanks Brian for your positive contribution to this poem...wait for the right moment, your instinct will tell you when to write...

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