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Africa my Continent | Njabulo N.
Africa my continent,The land of our ancestors,The home to beautiful nature and diverse species,That sings humming songs,Even on cold weathers and rainy seasons.Africa my continent,Africa my pride,The land of the black blood,Flowing down my veins,That irrigates all the beautiful fields.Africa my continent,Africa my land of learned youths,Knowledgeable generation,With a beautiful and bright future. Africa my […]
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When Night Is No Man’s Friend
The dark know many a fury When from the back of hills Shadows, fog play on paths When the moon is weary And the cold grip of rebuff, Of howling, unholy laughter Frighten the quiet evening, Sending chills down spines The path is hidden in smog Throwing over the hamlet A blanket of fear and […]
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I See The Morning Sun
I heard the morning sun Sing to the village below Through cream-coloured curtains Her poems echo some moments ago I see sunflowers dance by the roadside Throwing sweet fumes up the sky I see a dried crust of loose brown earth Colour pastures were several termites Dwell, in broken, collective settlements I see the strong […]
Dear starry night, Friend of the lonely shepherd Attend to these heartbeats So that the night aura be grand Play the silent music of night Chart a path for this heart Where flowery dreams sprout Sweet & memorable moments With the approaching twilight Permit these emotions to pause At the sunset golden gate Let it […]
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The Waterfall
I tell the trees of your sounds and they are jealousWhen you fall, birds, the wild, all elements stop to listen,To hear Nature sing while she wash her garment in the mist
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August
august is a beauty, an aura and energy like a robust apple on the calm sun ripe august is a feeling, craving for winning past songs, no regrets the verge of an onset
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Serenity Is Vitality
Serenity Is Vitality Not everybody appreciates a loud and garrulous setting. Let’s assume that people are apples. Accordingly, we come in different hues and sizes and so do our likes and dislikes. The differences become the leverage, our various flavours and uniqueness. I adore relaxed and silent settings, especially the beautiful countryside. It’s strange to […]
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Pause: Listen and Watch
Pause Listen Sometimes the wind speaks, The birds sing as they fly, And the rivers throw up sounds Insects display incessant zithering, Rainfall is the beat of the rooftop, And woodpecker’s pecking is a rhythm Pause Watch Sometimes trees draw with dropping leaves, The sands are her drawing board, The crickets burrow on the sand, […]
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Sunrise – Nature’s Painting
Magical Moment You will agree that sunrise is a beautiful and magical moment. The glamour and attraction are practically indescribable. Moreover, I reckon that sunrise is a therapeutic time. Sunrise signifies a new beginning, a fresh start, or hope. Sunrise I glimpse at the rising sun far away, It paints this reserved country gold, Glittering […]
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When Waterfalls Sing
I told trees of your songs and they are jealous, When you drop, birds and the wild stop to listen, To hear you sing a melody from the long fall And watch you wash your garment on the rush below
Memories fade, distanced more Yet apart we wade, off Tears are part of the roles And distrust has become one too Your words still cut through I’m assured that love went wrong I was rock but you made me gold So I offer this little flower token In appreciation to your absentia love I always […]
Evening skies – sparkle of gold, Brewing mills across the clouds, While it may sail to faraway lands
There’s a symphony of joy, See it roar up bright skies! Emissaries of the aging day Graceful flights over Africa! * It float above the countryside Leaving to fresh, green fields, Above those endless forests Where hope still lived ahead * Each journey is to an unknown promise, Somewhere between joy and pain But fly […]
I speak without many words For all I say is but a fraction of my thoughts I find no perfect name (s) In there, in my mind where all are soft So when I sit without my human friends I watch Nature turn to pretty painting, As I fed stray ants my soft bread And […]
As I staggered down a crooked trail With a cup of sadness! Collected in the vicious darkness Of loneliness… Battering my concave vessel Spurn by natures paw,in solitary! To skink the world of my genteel muse. There,in the ambiance of this demonize trail stood I in awe! Gaping and gazing at the mountain of thoughts […]
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