Thabani Khumalo

Bronze Star - 2,873 Points [Tizzo Lob] (10 April 1985 / lob)

Thabani Khumalo Poems

1. The Prayer 6/7/2015
2. I Need To Pray 6/7/2015
3. Jeyi 6/7/2015
4. Executioner 6/7/2015
5. Revenge 6/7/2015
6. Tizzo 6/7/2015
7. Lob 6/7/2015
8. Selena 6/7/2015
9. Selena: My Love 6/7/2015
10. Throwing Pebbles 6/7/2015
11. Zanda 6/7/2015
12. My Notorious Thoughts 6/9/2015
13. Notty Love 6/9/2015
14. Be Wise! 6/9/2015
15. It Is I 6/9/2015
16. Deportation 6/9/2015
17. The Man Who Made Money 6/9/2015
18. Gauteng 6/9/2015
19. Complex 6/9/2015
20. She, I See 6/15/2015
21. What I Know. 6/15/2015
22. Mamelodi 6/15/2015
23. Dreams 6/15/2015
24. Where Is Fear 6/15/2015
25. Education Is A Lie 6/15/2015
26. Owl 6/15/2015
27. Jeyi Ii 6/15/2015
28. Why 6/15/2015
29. Fear For Life 6/15/2015
30. Ghetto People 6/15/2015
31. Man Without Ambition 6/16/2015
32. Caution! 6/16/2015
33. My Father Said 6/16/2015
34. O Hail Civilization 6/16/2015
35. Word's Harm? 6/16/2015
36. Ravish 6/2/2015
37. Demons 6/2/2015
38. Beautiful Death 6/2/2015
39. You Are God Almighty 6/2/2015
40. Miguel Qaullatine 6/2/2015

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Best Poem of Thabani Khumalo

My Love

The star that shines in the secrets sites of life,
As dark as night or the way to the ruthless grave -
Sewn within the soul of a bothered alien peasant man
Strolling the nights like knights heart-driven to save.

Strong in character for his love is his worry,
So he lets go all that he loves and acts unwary,
And many better than he lie cold about the Waltloo complex
And only he has troubles of not reaching his goal.

Rumbles of the omnibus that conveys his secret love to sophisticated slavery
And there she wearies her brow in the place of a systematically ...

Read the full of My Love

Technology

PALE SKIN, BLONDE SOLDIER DISEMBARKED A MASSIVE MYSTERIOUS SHIP.
HIS FEET SHINNY AS A HIDE SMOOTHLY SHAVEN AND WELL POLISHED – NOURISHED.
HE HAD PITCH-BLACK HEELS THAT WERE RAISED TO THE HEIGHT OF DONKEY HOOVES.
A TECHNOLOGICAL DEVICE: THE GUN WAS PINNED TO THE BELT AROUND HIS WAIST AND
BANG- BANG! THE GUN SHOT ME DOWN COLD.
IT SHOT ME DOWN, BANG- BANG!

HE LAID ME DOWN SOLELY INTO A SHALLOW GRAVE -
IN WITNESS OF THE STARRY NIGHT, HE BURIED ME.

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