O' Dear Pebble
the elephants cannot walk over you
the birds and the worth of words over you
but in case they do, careful they ought to be
for yours is the flower that blossom
that which no man can see that either
can them that otherwise not known to you
for you is the strength of mine hands
and so it goes the pebble on my palm
that my eyes caught by the pebbles
and caught by the words
you uttered o' dear pebble
the words you made me walk in thought
the answers some i did not
have until on my hand i picked you
the dances on my palm caught me
dancing to the music
i barely could hear
not that i could not
but the rhythm i tell you
was the soul to my heart in talk
and so were that man that walked their path
that man that looks their path
to see where next to foot step
and endorse my foot print
on the yards of the pebbles
as i lifted my head too
in talk to mine with you
but was in thought of memory
since i had long taken you back home
to see you next in the next day
of existence
as i hope to not to die tonight
rather see you before if i do
for i so in dire need to see you
o' dear pebble of my hand
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Lost To Discover
lost to discover
i silently stayed silent without talk
snaking through the silence of thought
as i stayed silent without walk
as i stood amid the roar that caught
me for a moment in matter than lot
in my hand the grains of sand i got
through my fingers and hand
as i thought,
how shall the solemn song be sung?
how shall my burial rite be done?
who shall cry for me when i last gone?
whose life were then than now?
what really matters to man than now?
why fear death upon our eyes,
but love to shine upon our eyes?
.. i thought
without talk,
the memory of then emerged
from the night around me
and searched
each corner of life around me
but found me drenched
in many than known about me
like the flowers that matched
the one in my heart to surround me
.. as i thought
silently without talk
i lost to discover beyond desire
i searched narrowly the lines in dire
they hold a treasure, thirst and hunger
scarcely begun to word my lips without anger
and still silent, i thought for a longer
more time than mine with urge,
what did i not express?
how am i not drowned?
i still frowned
to think as i stood to a ground
of thoughts and proud
to do more than then on my ground
i silently stayed silent without talk
snaking my mind,
through the silence of thought
a thought i lost but last to find
and picked myself up to walk
shaking my time
to walk on the next thought
and said to mine,
do more now than then
o' dear abandoned one in thought
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(Better) Done Than Said
(better) done than said
the sounds between the lines
of the words i speak
reminds me of the lines
i spoke in thought and trials
and the lines
within the sounds of spoken word
touched mine heart
mine dreadlocks started skanking in joy
of the music in mine thought
but til done, i thought
next to mine were time and rhythm
for less than never it were missing
the sense to do than say
and mine legs kept me in transit
mine hands touched to pick a way
whence my eyes long seen
besides, talk were amass
done; far less
than which that caught mine
til done, i do and did
done than said
the inner mine person done me
a thought to catch mine power
and grab to proceed a synergy of our
own belief to mine self and stronger
than the sounds behind the lines
of the words i speak
but from the deep lines
of the metaphor, line by talk
with mine hands holding that thought
to keep it moving and done
long before said, as done
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'roots of mine tree' book no.12 of 2012
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I Miss You
i walk into your heart without fear
i talk within your heart without tear
i hold unto your love; it say
told unto your arms, stay
come towards your eyes not in tear
i said as i whisper unto her ear
your heart beat i feel o' my dear
and the memory it brings so soothing my dear
but..
as i looked a little closer to you
to bring your touch closer to mine
and drift my thoughts in yours same time
i realised 'am so far from you
and all alone; i miss you
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'i miss you'
from 'fallen leaves', book no.11 of 2012 (oct.2012)
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Pebbles
pillow of comfort and ease
like pebbles over the waving stream
soothing, authentic and pebbling
my eyes see each pebble
as it glitters beyond the still water(s)
and smiles back at me in awe
each pebble utters a thousand words
with one but different meanings
for one word
a diverse attitude of meaning,
i rise to my body and pebbled
by the waves on the banks of the river
footing towards, to pick a pebble
as i close(d) my eyes to rest
on my pillow...
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Stay With Me (o' Dear Heart Of Mine)
stay with me
o' dear heart
live with me
my soulheart
come with me
sit with me
talk with me
sing with me
dream with me
o' dear heart of mine
kneel with me
feel with me
smile a joy with me
pain a tear with me
frown with me
but come with me
and stay with thee
dance with me
chance with me
cleanse my heart
and stay with me
o' dear heart of mine
plan with me
journey with me
run with me
walk with me
o' dear heart of mine
brand with me
trend with me
trek with me
pray with me
thirst with me
quench with me
o' dear heart of mine
deal with me
seal with me
not steal with me
but steel with me
care with me
tenderly, humbly
o' dear heart of mine
friend with me
blend with me
mend with me
bend with me
nod with me
unto lord with me
come on board with me
o' dear heart of mine
fear not with me
as far as i see
a life to be
with you and me
o' dear heart of mine
corn with me
form with me
shape with me
tape with me
face with me
race with me
sense with me
nurse with me
o' dear heart of mine
nap with me
not a trap with me
this time
o' dear soul of mine
proud is me
rock with me
my heart
o' dear heart
of mine
map with me
wap with me
come with me
alone with me
stare with me
not to sick me
nor seek me
but stay with me
o' dear heart of mine
cross with me
boss with me
sail with me
rail with me
if i cry
cry with me
when i die
die with me
o' dear heart of mine
cold with me
fold with thee
rainbow with me
shine with me
rise with me
fall with me
stay with me
o' dear heart of mine
share
and care
with thee
o' dear heart of thine
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Can I Be With You, O' Love?
dear love, o' love, love
can i be with you, o' love?
can i stay with you, o' dear love?
o' love, love, love
you are the perfect key to every heart
((o' love!))
you are the string to every heart
((dear love!))
you are the peace to my heart
((love, o' love!))
your mood is so emotional
but your love is so natural
you are the wood to my art
to carry me by the walls of my heart
can i be with you?
o' love,
wont you leave and gone?
dear love,
can i talk with you?
pure love,
can i walk with you?
soul love,
you are the need to my wish,
(that is love)
you are the feed to my dish,
(such is love)
you are the strength to the weak,
(o' love)
you are the length to the thick,
(endless love)
can i be with you?
o' love
wondering not but,
is my heart there?
or has it faded?
is it beating?
or has it deflated?
o' how i wish love you were
so close to mine and there
to stone me a love with care
yes, i stare
with eyes of love and share
love with her that dare
to share,
i ask with no one...
can i fall in love
with you, o' dear love?
wont you escape my heart?
wont you run away from love?
wont you fade away from love?
come stay with me, o' dear love
come lay with me, not tear love
some blame with you, but care love
come wave with me, share love
you are the perfect key to every heart
((o' love!))
you are the string to every heart
((dear love!))
you are the peace to my heart
((love, o' love!))
come be with me
((o' dear love))
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december 2012
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Pebble Justice
he picks up a pebble
and throws it into the sea
from a cliff
he asks: this is not a place
for pebbles
so this is not a pebble
i will return it to the sea
and be with the sands
and shells and
waves and winds
and seaweeds
and crabs
does he not wonder at all
if he has the power to decide where a pebble must be?
sometimes people assume so much
behaving like a god
must he think a little deeper and realize
that what is proper for the people is not proper for a pebble
that pebbles too have minds of their own
and who know if the same pebble to thinks
that the cliff is not the place of man
assuming to be its own god?
must he be considerate enough that pebbles too have
their own invisible feet
and well developed brains
and that when the man throws it into the sea
on the ground only of
impropriety
that the pebble may have objected it vehemently and could have
used its own hidden powers
but only that it did not show it
by reason of pity that this man
is so dumb
and so limited
in the flesh of its
own selfish
understanding?
does he not know that a pebble too demands respect
have privacy
and soon shall take its
inevitable revenge?
'bury mankind! they have thrown us away
without our consent' that is their clamor now
in their own
Pebble Court using their Pebble law
to be judged later
by their Pebble Magistrates.
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Finding A New Pebble
Meeting you is like
Finding a new pebble
Out at sea. I don’t
see
Any similarity
with
The rest
i say
you're unique
And
no one
Believes this pebble
in my hand is
Something significant
In fact
Everyone does
Not really mind
At all
Saying it is
Nothing but a
A very ordinary
pebble
But in my heart
It isn’t
It is something
That
Amazes me
with its texture
of solidity
and
metallic color
it has
Changed the way
i look
At all the pebbles
on the
shore
you lied.
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Path Of Roses
path of roses
i took the path full of roses
endured the love of roses
to strain my emotion
and torture my innocence
smiled with me in roses
yet to pain me with roses
left alone by the roses
discovered on the roses
climb me an emotion of roses
and lend me a rose of roses
to torture my innocence
and surely strain my emotion
to endure the love of roses
in this path full of roses
i hope we can cross this
out and cut the roses
and trade to the far east
if you want it…
it is a path of so many roses
in variety and kind, of roses
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contributory poem by: onalethuso petruss ntema
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I Miss(ed) You
o' long lonely days
of miles away
my forehead bathes in sweat
in the bare gardens of loneliness
forgotten in boredom or happiness?
as my unusual face
looks at a distant place
so far in distance
to see (un) clearly who is coming
to my scene
with an unusual laughter
to be a happy man again
for i miss(ed) you so much
my dear love....
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'i miss(ed) you'
'hands of hope' book no.9 of 2012
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Whence You Left (ed.2)
as the sun shine
to shine
on me by day
and set
by the sunset
to set
my foot, get set
to accept whence you left
the pain in my heart
and the thought
on my mind
the joy in my strength
but the weak in my knees
as moon light stole my innocence
to get
a clear thought
of mine
as the winds blow through my mind
taking away
all the memories on my mind
from my heart,
the energy of emotions to find
a way to my own
and live a life alone
as you never did come back home
whence you left...
a marriage of emotions stubbornly
molested and seduced me
threw me in agony
of thought but a stalemate
as now, whence you left
you never did come back
since you gone
i am all alone
not lonely, but alone
and just alone
with myself
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Winds Of Seasons With Hands Of Hope
i hear the wind
by the wind sound
talking to the waves
with a wind sound
mounted upon the leaves
on the ground
to wind through
and around the leaves proudly
as it runs through me so loudly
and mannered towards me so gladly
to sing a song
by the winds of seasons
as they change in seasons
and cheer in different joy
i feel the wind under me
i can see the sun shine over me
i can walk along the path to sober me
and sleep around the hands on me
to hold me with hands of hope
as all hands do matter
to hold each soul
with hope
today and the days ever
to let the hands of hope
touch my heart
and cleanse me for yet a season
in winds of seasons
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One Big Smile In Silence
the silence on my shoulder
fell off as i got closer
and colder
and could not darken my eyes
as my hands told me to rise
from the morning of the night
like an army
to an enemy
by the night
without a might
as my say were so wide
and not in comprehension
but my ears run abroad without tension
to hear my heart beat
to the drum beat
so long i lived without
none to cheat
apart from seeing mine
and wondered so fine
as my shoulder
fell from silence
with one big smile
across my silence
though it were
not my intention to smile
i had no other but to smile
awhile...
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'one big smile in silence'
'hands of hope' book no.9 of 2012
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Pebbles And Marbles
She started a blaze from one tiny spark
I didn't even detect
She loved the light, was dismayed by the dark
The stars, though, she seemed to respect
The faint light that flutters at night to the Earth
Would land in her eyes and collect
Luminous creatures she'd find in the surf
I never thought to inspect
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind
Seem to get lost and harder to find
When I am alone, I am inclined
If I find a pebble in the sand
To think that it fell from my hand
She gave me ideas, planted the seed
But she never stopped to reflect
The course that she's on, wherever it leads
I never would redirect
Pebbles and marbles, like words from a friend
Make us hold tight, but are lost in the end
When we're alone, we all seem to tend
If we find a marble in the dust
To wish someone left it for us
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind
Seem to get lost and harder to find
When I am alone, I am inclined
If I find a pebble in the sand
To wish that it fell from my hand
Pebbles and marbles, like things on my mind...
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Living Without Fade
bare
without care
as i run to my share
wings
without rings
as i fly over without means
i live without fade
for great is my faith
in me, unto him i await
her heart so divine
mine heart no design
mine works so precise
some saith, funny
to be dummy
but sweet to be honey
to a friend
mine without end
i trend
the life i spend
speak
without speech
is my wish
without bleach
lie
i tell not, why?
i see not so high
than the sky
leaves
fall and green the seeds
for us to meet the needs
and palm mine leaves
name i have
each thing a name
to identify that web
... catch and aim
nothing identifies
me than the identity
of life
...the love
and keen for life
i live without fade
if i do fade
i had long said
mine body shall fade
and shade
to rest but paid
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october 2012
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I Am (ed.2)
only when
need
arise
life
empties
to
have a
unique
sense and
occurence
pain has no
end
to
rock
us all
same way but
sensibly serious
been there
under each shade
yawned and done all
inclined and determined
longer than before it
ends: i need them saints
not only does
time critical but
essential in
many walks
afterall, its time.
i am...onalethuso petruss buyile ntema
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Her Name Is Love
i am so pregnant with love
when she's born, call her love
by the winds and treasures of love
i (will) wrap her in comfort of love
and grow her a culture of love
in tears and joy for love
to love and share love
cuddle with her in love
seduce to stand by her with love
stick besides her like love
with pure love
without denial by love
carry me as you dry me,
a tear of love
as i am caught between love
to tease me for love
and brand me a love
to call her love
....let me call her love
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Lead My Hand O' Dear Life
lead my hand
on this land
o' dear life,
until the end
o' dear thought
of comfort
seed my life
feed me not in strife
bleed me joy from nine to five
lead me a journey of phases
a journey of ages
to face this
germinate in me a corn
of survival
a history of possibilities
a record of living to afford
a source to live
for this life
is a choreographer of life
a propeller of existence
an economy of spiritual commodities
a tear dropp of opportunities
yet not so many does see its commonalities
an event of anomalies and regularities
lead me a way o' dear life
carry me a sledge on a journey of life
a terrain of survival and life
a gemstone for many
a pentagon of any
a model of penny
an artwork of joy
a string of life on a journey
a script of many
a stanza of any
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Render Me A Journey Of Blessings
render me a journey of blessings
for survival and existence
as the flowers grow and blossom
and pollinate their seeds
during and in their seasons
of pollination
to guide me to another season of life
with a blessing of personality and growth
as you grow me a strength of green from birth
and strengthen my being on earth
and water me a rain of thought
as you render me a blessed journey,
this day and yesterday,
probably the next.
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A Pebble In My Shoe
a pebble in my shoe
i want it removed
a pebble in my shoe
a disturbance
in my mind
a pebble in my shoe
an enemy
in my feet
yet wait
let me recall
a grain of sand
inside the clam
a pearl
in my hand
once a pebble
in my shoe
let me walk again
let me remember
the pearl
in the clam
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