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My heart’s portal is forever ajar to genially receive Your Highness,
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Ziinyibib' ezivumba limyol' ezikhul' emigxobhozweni
Mbejembej' ubuhle bazo naxa zikhul' ezingxondorheni
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Oozing with confidence, fightin' impediments
and elements of pure evil,
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From the day
I did fall in love with you
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Ever since you came
into my life
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I miss you like the night
misses the heart warming
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Lend me your ear
an hearken my
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You were always there to
paint a smile across my face.
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Mvelingqangi gqagqanisa!! Qalisa
ngokuqokobhisa la maqaqasholo
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Umthathi uyawuzala ke umlotha
Tyhini bantakwethu yhini na kodwa?
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Ingaba niluvile na oludaba?
Ingaba niyakubona na
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Behind those beautiful jubilant smiles
that dearly deceive the beholder's eye,
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Yintyatyamb' eqaqambiley' emil' emgxobhozweni,
Ncakasana nelity' elinqabiley' ezingxondorheni.
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Seeds o' dire scrimmage
scattered across our faces,
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Eyes soaked in tears
My heart tells my mind,
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In a state of dire scrimmage
To free my heart from this sorrow bondage,
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Oh how can I forget the day
I spoke and spent time with a dame
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Would you,
Rule my heart with your tender lovin' care and wisdom,
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Eyes widely closed, I drifted away in a world o' magic,
Where no rainbow could be perceived by I to heal me
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Your,
Beautiful, bold brown eyes ignited a fire within me,
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Girl...
You are like a pretty rose
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She is Black!!!
Blessed with a beautiful pigmentation,
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Her skin as soft as fresh rose petals
She uncoiled from her beauty sleep,
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She gazed into the picth black African sky,
her heart heavy, sad, her lean body loosely hugged
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We stand taller and stronger than the pillars
That Samson pushed and destroyed
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Yesteryear. Yesteryear.
I witnessed, frustration, anger, courage!
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She, sat patiently on the reed mat
Her face grim, her heart heavy
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I'm me, I'm mean
I shine like the morning star
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At the shores of sandy beaches
With tall palm trees and flowery shrubs;
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Eyes bright as skillfully cut and polished diamonds
Reciting poetry so close to my heart,
by Makaskill
21 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 6 7:43 AM 2007
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The blackest thorn bears the whitest blossom / Love can be found where least expected, and touch bossoms / O' those who strongly believe in this Godly gift / From the King o' the Land o' Leal. / No speeches
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Breath in the light / Of knowledge, and let it / Forever shine bright / In your minds and souls, / Let those who fellin the / Battle with t
by Makaskill
33 lines, 1 comment,
on May 29 5:39 AM 2007
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Poem written on 19 May 2007 / / Yesteryears filled with void bosoms and dire wrath, / From the blood-thirsty, trigger-happy, cut-throats
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