Towards my appearance you have lived more than thousands of years
You are the source of everything .
The animal, the gold, or silver...
You are capable of doing the miracles over the silent foot steps.
Through actions or deeds the miracles are being done by you.
But today you have astonished me by showing the thing I could never imagine.
How wonderful you are for showing us with such an unbelievable beautifulness
The spirit comes to you
Hear are the two roses which were rooted to you.
They are both having adequately green leaves.
One of these flowers is red and looking soft and so glittering.
It is looking so guttering as if there is somebody who always seals it with oil.
I am looking at this flower very closely through the rays of sunrays
I do not care even with the prevailing eye complaint
Looking very close to this flower I discovered that this flower is even the most extraordinary one:
Eventually I concluded that this flower has got a certain undiscovered chemical:
Because this redness has a certain pattern of a contrast through the color of a flower itself .
This rose has got the furs arranged in the veins.
The main vein is more conspicuous in redness
The sub veins are less conspicuous in redness.
How wonderful you are soil for showing me such an emotional stimulating beautifulness
I do see the same thing in pink flower too.
If I extol this poem there is a giggling across the river as a waterfall fountain in summer.
They do not know why am I holding –YOU up under the aid of glasses.
They do not realize secrete of the earth, yes, of the soil.
As they are busy chopping the woods, loading the Lorries and earning –the money
But there is no one who will come back and thank you POORED SOIL.
But I myself will thank you today
I thank you with one rand and a fifty cent, hear is two shillings.
I encourage you arable soil
To sing this song of the beauty and intelligence
The beauty that you have shown through the flowers rooted to you yet you are so taken for granted.
They say world has an enormous appetite:
Because you have buried their relatives:
But I say that is excellent job to hide person’s corps before it is exposed to the flies
They use to say world is thorny :
Because it has some stones and troubles
But I say that is their previous misuse of you which because you to be like so
They use to say the world does not listen
But I say you are an excellent listener:
Because no one did ever plant the maize and earn the harvest of a different seed
No! That did never happened
That happened in the past and ended there
As Khan killed Abel
Even there you were respecting the instructions of god
Even these flowers can bare the serious witness yet they do not speak:
The seeds of the red flower belong to the red tree and the seeds of the pink flower belong to the pink tree
I do not know, but when I look at this flower
I can tell you that it arouse the circumspection with it beautifulness
I am going inside with it stem and think about its parenchyma tissues in those roots
Those roots which sucks those waters of this SOIL
Maybe this is there way people have no cure about the HIV and AIDS :
We have tend to ignore to give the sacrifices to God:
To thank the God with this love of this soil The love of these soil where all sources of cures comes from
Do you remember on January 22 to January 23 impi yasesandlwane
There has been skirmish battles through this soil Soil you are the most richest among the richest
You are responsible for globalization
You were responsible for the Nelson Mandela’s Arrest
Soil you are the roots of all humorous and conspicuity
My message to you is:
Please trick your nation from being terminated by HIV and AIDS
Because today you have revealed your secret
I have seen your secrete because of this roses
I will sacrifice thy gifts each and every year
This is the only way to praise your eccentric mystery
In return you will tell me while I am studying about the cure for the HIV and AIDS
There is too much more the world missed through not loving THE SOIL
Please keep on loving this soil because everything begins and with it
You are the source of everything .
The animal, the gold, or silver...
You are capable of doing the miracles over the silent foot steps.
Through actions or deeds the miracles are being done by you.
But today you have astonished me by showing the thing I could never imagine.
How wonderful you are for showing us with such an unbelievable beautifulness
The spirit comes to you
Hear are the two roses which were rooted to you.
They are both having adequately green leaves.
One of these flowers is red and looking soft and so glittering.
It is looking so guttering as if there is somebody who always seals it with oil.
I am looking at this flower very closely through the rays of sunrays
I do not care even with the prevailing eye complaint
Looking very close to this flower I discovered that this flower is even the most extraordinary one:
Eventually I concluded that this flower has got a certain undiscovered chemical:
Because this redness has a certain pattern of a contrast through the color of a flower itself .
This rose has got the furs arranged in the veins.
The main vein is more conspicuous in redness
The sub veins are less conspicuous in redness.
How wonderful you are soil for showing me such an emotional stimulating beautifulness
I do see the same thing in pink flower too.
If I extol this poem there is a giggling across the river as a waterfall fountain in summer.
They do not know why am I holding –YOU up under the aid of glasses.
They do not realize secrete of the earth, yes, of the soil.
As they are busy chopping the woods, loading the Lorries and earning –the money
But there is no one who will come back and thank you POORED SOIL.
But I myself will thank you today
I thank you with one rand and a fifty cent, hear is two shillings.
I encourage you arable soil
To sing this song of the beauty and intelligence
The beauty that you have shown through the flowers rooted to you yet you are so taken for granted.
They say world has an enormous appetite:
Because you have buried their relatives:
But I say that is excellent job to hide person’s corps before it is exposed to the flies
They use to say world is thorny :
Because it has some stones and troubles
But I say that is their previous misuse of you which because you to be like so
They use to say the world does not listen
But I say you are an excellent listener:
Because no one did ever plant the maize and earn the harvest of a different seed
No! That did never happened
That happened in the past and ended there
As Khan killed Abel
Even there you were respecting the instructions of god
Even these flowers can bare the serious witness yet they do not speak:
The seeds of the red flower belong to the red tree and the seeds of the pink flower belong to the pink tree
I do not know, but when I look at this flower
I can tell you that it arouse the circumspection with it beautifulness
I am going inside with it stem and think about its parenchyma tissues in those roots
Those roots which sucks those waters of this SOIL
Maybe this is there way people have no cure about the HIV and AIDS :
We have tend to ignore to give the sacrifices to God:
To thank the God with this love of this soil The love of these soil where all sources of cures comes from
Do you remember on January 22 to January 23 impi yasesandlwane
There has been skirmish battles through this soil Soil you are the most richest among the richest
You are responsible for globalization
You were responsible for the Nelson Mandela’s Arrest
Soil you are the roots of all humorous and conspicuity
My message to you is:
Please trick your nation from being terminated by HIV and AIDS
Because today you have revealed your secret
I have seen your secrete because of this roses
I will sacrifice thy gifts each and every year
This is the only way to praise your eccentric mystery
In return you will tell me while I am studying about the cure for the HIV and AIDS
There is too much more the world missed through not loving THE SOIL
Please keep on loving this soil because everything begins and with it
1 comment:
This Poem was sent to me By one of the student who are deeply in love with poetry
MAPHUMULO M .N
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