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Poem "Pure as white":
- written September 2009
- published October 24, 2009
- viewed 15 times
Other poems by Happy Mhlongo:
»Are you dead, dad?«
»Before I die«
»Comfort of thorn«
»Demise«
»Don't blame the world«
»Don't make the cat cry«
»Don't wanna write anymore«
»FIFA World Cup«
»From the day I met you (New Change)«
»Hell shall set me free«
»How I met your Mom, Part one«
»I grew up/Golden egg«
»I love you«
»I miss you dear«
»Innocent as a lamb«
»It's over«
»Just Like a Tattoo«
»L.I.F.E.«
»Lesson of better life«
»Let love shine«
»Let me die peacefully«
»Let me sing«
»Letter to your mom... Part two«
»Love at a first sight«
»Marring the death«
»Maybe you never existed«
»My mom, a hero«
»Never love her again«
»Never loved you better«
»No future«
»Scenario«
»Serenade«
»Still Growing«
»Summer love«
»That tone of music«
»The bad master«
»The broken-hearted boy«
»The world mourns for you«
»Thinking about you«
»To be tied on her mother's apron strings«
»Unbreakable«
»Who am I?«
»You can shed tears that she is gone«
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Poem "Pure as white":
- written September 2009
- published October 24, 2009
- viewed 15 times
Other poems by Happy Mhlongo:
»Pure as white«
Stab the innocent chicken
Fish off that lovely fish
That dog in that slavery chain night and day
Hardly beat that god's donkey
With divel inside you
"Never went to church"
Pure as white
Like from birth no sins
Never been touched and never touched
People ask left and right... and find nothing
Looking at the face and judge
And hearing what I said and prepare judgement
Seriously: pure as white rose
The mouth that never said "I love you" before
The eyes that never see before
And the dog that never touch the bone.
Same say is the act of "God"
Same say "Gay"
While same say "perfectly not romantic"
And laugh as they see me going pass them.
And mumured "Shy boy".
The soul that never felt anything
The mouth that had never touch
Fish off that lovely fish
That dog in that slavery chain night and day
Hardly beat that god's donkey
With divel inside you
"Never went to church"
Pure as white
Like from birth no sins
Never been touched and never touched
People ask left and right... and find nothing
Looking at the face and judge
And hearing what I said and prepare judgement
Seriously: pure as white rose
The mouth that never said "I love you" before
The eyes that never see before
And the dog that never touch the bone.
Same say is the act of "God"
Same say "Gay"
While same say "perfectly not romantic"
And laugh as they see me going pass them.
And mumured "Shy boy".
The soul that never felt anything
The mouth that had never touch
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