Tag: poetry
group name: mojalefa
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October 04, 2008 09:17 PM EDT --
She carried enough baggage
to fill it with every man
who had ever lied to her,
cheated on her,
or loved her so much
she couldn't take it anymore;
She would lock them away,
but always . . . more
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October 18, 2006 05:50 AM EDT --
Falling in love
By: Ruth Nyama
I close my eyes and I think
Love @ first sight?
Is it last or do we really
Fall in love?
I think
We see
We like
And we last
We think
"He's qute . . . more
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May 03, 2007 10:08 PM EDT --
Today I went walking
through a garden of roses
the beauty surrounded me
but all I could think of
was the beauty of you
and what your love means to me
like the roses, you stand tall
facing what this . . . more
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September 22, 2006 06:17 AM EDT --
My pride
By: Ruth Nyama
Just how far will my pride take me if I hate and anger at every one?
Or is it that I don't want to be hurt anymore than I have cried?
Will anyone understand that . . . more
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October 05, 2008 05:34 PM EDT --
Her nights were filled with visions
And sleep was hard to find;
Shadows all around her;
The night . . . more
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September 22, 2006 05:43 AM EDT --
THE BEAUTY WITH ME
The beauty that walks with me
It sees every tear I drop,
The passion I have,
The love and joy that feels my heart in good time.
It comforts me when I smile . . . more
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October 03, 2008 11:54 PM EDT --
Summer's last tomato has been picked,
and the leaves are yellowed on the vine;
I draw my sweater tightly around,
breathing deeply the crisp fall air,
remembering days long ago
when . . . more
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October 18, 2006 05:54 AM EDT --
A STORY TELLER
BY RUTH NYAMA
The muddy girl
Dressed in white she fell in the mud on a rainy day
People laughed at her instead of supporting her
She went home and wash herself and
All the . . . more
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June 30, 2008 05:34 PM EDT --
F
A
L
L
I . . . more
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October 18, 2006 06:01 AM EDT --
TIME
A machine
A flying machine
A high-speed flying machine.
A bird
An eagle bird
A strong highflying eagle bird
Time is like a machine
A flying machine
It needs to be . . . more
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January 10, 2007 05:36 PM EST --
I tell you to close your eyes
and I lay my book down on your tummy;
I trace around it gently with
my fingertips, and my hair
falls across you like silk.
You suck your breath in
as I smile . . . more
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February 09, 2008 11:56 AM EST --
You turned your head,
closed your eyes
while your little girl
. . . more
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October 16, 2006 09:14 AM EDT --
THE ART OF LOVE
Who among us can master the art of love?
To love yourself first,
Then your neighbor as yourself.
To love your spouse as though they were the only persono existing,
Love them . . . more
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November 03, 2006 06:14 AM EST --
Love
Love seems like a very simple word that people can easily memorize
But do we really know what it means?
Or do we just say it?
Do we know what it means to love some one as though yourself? . . . more
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May 03, 2007 06:00 AM EDT --
I woke up this morning with memories of moarning death
The menace, manipulation and mendacious morale
Majwe pelong, moya metsi alefatsce mpate
mme kesebone mathata masisapelo dintwa meokgo
These tears . . . more
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September 22, 2006 06:12 AM EDT --
LET THERE BE LIGHT
BY: RUTH NYAMA
Light be-light my eyes and let me see
Be-hope my thoughts let me believe
Be-faith my heart and let it be
I am blind
I cannot see
I am darkened
I have no . . . more
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December 21, 2007 09:03 AM EST --
It doesn't matter who you are
Rocketman or superstar
When you've been hit by cupid's aim
Your soul's ablaze with passion's flame
Of love, desire, in swirling gyres
Of taste . . . more
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November 03, 2006 05:41 AM EST --
Love
Love seems like a very simple word that people can easily memorize
But do we really know what it means?
Or do we just say it?
Do we know what it means to love some one as though yourself? . . . more
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April 11, 2008 11:59 AM EDT --
Deep inside shattered dreams,
tucked behind
ripped out seams
of disrepair... . . . more
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January 19, 2007 11:11 AM EST --
Please come back to bed for awhile;
I'm not ready to face the day;
I'd much rather nestle deep in your arms,
and that is where I'd love to stay;
Please come here and love me
as . . . more
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