Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

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

Kill Me Not, O' Love - Poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

The sky is full of dirty
Twisted scraps of clouds beyond the heart,
Tinted with the sun by the horizon red
And lowering its arms over fallen hearts,
Painted with emotions of reject and fear
Of love, like a misty dream,
Our path emerges to end
A dream of the color of love, darkened to its destiny,

And its voices faded
Loudly into our ears and said,
Let the way to death be as it might
On the stars beyond emotions of a lover,
Let love kill not a lover
Kill me not in lover o’ lover,
How dare you kill me for love o’ lover?
If it were not love, would you, o’ lover?

Finally, death does follow
The memories get narrow,
Desire becomes hatred
Bizarre without regard but wasted,
Voices of lovers fading to a distance
Like waves of a dying lover,
Still pleaded as distant tears of wandering souls
Desperately manning their wish for a moment of hopelessness,

The reality of the dark days
Unmasked its own other to the matter,
Its voices were the art
of reason to let the way to life be as it might
Where problems will not submit to mere thought,
But lived without despair
Of their lost mother and father,
Or their lost brother and further
The guiltless souls suffer to the weakness of a lover.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013


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