23/02/2022
life
Life is beautiful
like the stars that hung
in the sky .
life is not a race
don't try to chase it.
run at your on pace
always have a peace
found a missing piece
if you're heart is torn .
Tommorow might come
with vast of hope .
never let challenges dim
your future .
A wise man once said there's
a light at the end of the tunnel.
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This poem remind me of my high school friend , his name was bokang a very humble boy.
I was surprised when I saw him yesterday with sharby looks ,
I could tell that he kissed the ground, like fallen leaves departing premature from impeccable tree.
i could see the hidden
I could hear his heart warbling
for help .
I could feel that he lost hope .
I could see his eyes turns
blind whenever he thinks about pain of yesterday.
I see yesterday tears
falling down ....
I could see the fake smile
fading away
here is his story
He was once an infant
holding gold on his hands
but things got out of hand
when he sold his soul to cheap
to drugs
He had a bright future
but life didn't wait to torture.
street became his new home
while dustbin became plate for dinner, "oh how injuries life can be?
I had another friend called Sipho, Sipho was a very shy person,but atleast he is exceeding now in life ,
he is into art and his hard work is paying off.
Sipho turned his
hands to be a tool
to explore the art of drawing.
He makes his pencil
to dance on white carpet.
oh how talented he is .
To be continued
