Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

Rookie - 56 Points (27/02/1985 / Maun, Botswana)

Onalethuso Petruss Ntema Poems

1. Weep Not Child 9/5/2011
2. Exquisite Sun-Day 9/5/2011
3. Love's A Token (Not Be Broken) 9/5/2011
4. The Journey 9/6/2011
5. Survivor 9/6/2011
6. My Words 9/6/2011
7. Of Ants And Life 9/5/2011
8. If And When I Die 11/2/2011
9. Pieces Of Pieces (Ed 2) 3/10/2012
10. Why? 3/10/2012
11. Walked... 3/10/2012
12. It Shall... 3/10/2012
13. Patterns Of Time 3/10/2012
14. I Am 3/10/2012
15. Of Your Own 3/10/2012
16. Strangely 3/10/2012
17. No Joy In Doing Wrong 3/10/2012
18. Whence You Left (Ed.2) 3/10/2012
19. Render Me A Journey Of Blessings 3/29/2012
20. Body And Soul 6/18/2012
21. Walk With Me (In Nata) 6/19/2012
22. I Am (Ed.2) 7/22/2012
23. Her Name Is Love 8/17/2012
24. I Miss(Ed) You 8/23/2012
25. One Big Smile In Silence 8/23/2012
26. I Laugh So Greenly 8/23/2012
27. Not Of Empty Men (With Plenty Yen) 8/23/2012
28. Winds Of Seasons With Hands Of Hope 8/23/2012
29. Run My Hand 8/23/2012
30. Butterflies Look So Colorful 8/23/2012
31. Way So Far 8/23/2012
32. Hope 8/23/2012
33. Pebbles 9/6/2012
34. O' Dear Pebble 9/13/2012
35. Stay With Me (O' Dear Heart Of Mine) 3/10/2012
36. Have You Ever? 3/10/2012
37. Emotional Beauty 3/10/2012
38. I Call Unto Ye O' Lord 3/10/2012
39. Had I Not Stayed With You 3/10/2012
40. I Miss You 10/14/2012
Best Poem of Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

My Goal, My Future

My Goal, My Future

The art is the future,
The future is the art,
The youth must stand up for the future
Is tomorrow,
The mind, the life, the purpose to live,
The meaning of life is to stand up and do it,
The thought, the mind, the art of reason,
From the mental of my brain
To the river of my rain,
I’m the seed,
That grows in the wilderness
I’m the need,
I give thanks to the wilderness,
Take my hand with you to the future,
Lead my foot to the walks of righteousness,
Heal my broken heart and stolen mind,
To the pieces of my ...

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Survivor

survivor
there is no mountain i can climb
nor a river i can cross
a survivor, i am

true feeling of a heart broken
a soul to reckon with but a token
true words of a survivor but unspoken

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