Thabani Khumalo Poems

I'm a lonely bird of the night.
I fly afar above the darkest clouds.
The owls and the bats are my closest clans.
The pigeons and the doves are birds not calm
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I have seen not a crone, so I have not heard what she said.
The senile man I saw asked me about my curiosity for power.
Such I told him that on many occasions it is repeated that I am crazy
Thus I need to take the madness to the top.
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I spiral down before the one I love
For there are many but bounds between us.
Though she stands where she can smell my breath
She can not see me suffocate and die in desire.
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To Fame

Fame, it is still the same,
the loneliness still holds the same.
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Bitterly brewed and sipped
or just paranoid sweet like red wine to taste,
Barmby is my possession by heritage.
Barmby is my ultimate dream of a home,
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I looked underneath the colorful fabric of the elite world
And i saw by my spiritually alchemist sight
And i saw that mankind won't make it without spiritual acumen,
Thus i traveled far to see off the grasp of the evil man.
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Frightened - living my life in the middle of the shadows, - still.
Time happens on us in this twisted thought:
I see a man occupied by his spinning dream
and he wonders how I know about the depth of his final ambition -
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I'm a child of feeling and carnal joy;
I'm a child of sandy deserts and rocky mountains;
I'm the sand particle and the rock stone;
I'm either a piece of land or a higher hill;
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