Saddest Smiles Poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

Saddest Smiles



Saddest Smiles

Saddest smiles of silent hearts,
Have cyclones of scariest thoughts,
With merest triangles, caught
In their nearest facets of the commons,
Saddened smiles know whereof the sign of their times,
When natives run tore to their toes in silent sighs,
Where life knows no end, the wise
Have rarest miles of furthest times,
Fastened on naked truths of hardened kinds,
My heart beats faster than a while ago like burdened lines,
Of life in its modest laughter of innocent cries,
Over shoulders of ailing tries,
Encountered strangest minds,
Of reckless murderers of innocent souls,
It was nearly noon when the moon defied their odds,
I sadly knew there was sorrow between us,
I hardly knew there was narrow within us,
I steadily knew there was a matter before us,
But straddling voices of saddest news had all that,
I barely could hear their voices; the moving aces have all gone,
Like silent slaves of modern slavery at dawn,
I was thrown in all sadness and despair,
My eyes fell in their tears without care,
I couldn't cure the pain and loneliness at once,
As though my prudence were pure at once,
The saddest smile of roaring voices has begun as is,
Its longest pieces have long walked their mile to face these,
Chained and detained souls in deepest sadness afore,
And the least I can do; cry to my littlest shoulder alone,
But raise my eyes to the sun of tomorrow,
When the night comes to fall on my shadow,
My shoes broadened their feet in coldest sudden,
I lived in entities of grief and peace, where burdens,
Of the inner-being, to my shoulder, my faith I clutched in pardons,
To weary sighs of this life, my shield knew the day like phantoms,
Knew their color in darkest realms of endless ransoms,
As I sadly, laid my head to rest, bewilderedly,
And bury my arms dead in quest, for this lovely,
But ugly moments of the saddest truth in sudden rest, unconditionally

Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
28102013
“SOUL SEEDS”

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Maun, Botswana, Africa.

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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the pain we are (often) detained to has the essence to lead us through and over to the sense of hope, patience, trust, acceptance and regard of all situations we find our-beings trapped between.
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