Yanga Hlomendlini Poems

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1.
My Heart

My heart, an instrument;
Beating the song of life;
A sound never violent,
Though beating with strife;
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2.
Weeping Widow

The weeping widow;
Like the river orange,
From her window;
She recalls her marriage;
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3.
My Flower.

O' my beautiful flower,
As you weep in your pain;
For your bliss it devours,
Yet you bloom again;
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