Best Comrade Poems

To touch a fallen comrade and find his life line strong
Will form a lasting bond that lingers on and on
You’ll find your heart is beating as if it’s lost in song
To touch a fallen comrade and find his life line strong
But
To touch a fallen comrade...

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A Comrade like Ben

A statesman like Mandela diplomatically
suspended the necessary struggle of opposites,
gummed his fragmented land together with reconciliation….
exploiters to exploited , murderers to martyrs
imperialist to invisibled indigenes  
lives in Sandton and councils Bill Clinton
and Naomi Campbell on plush carpets

a sinewy activist, hard as...

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Procrastination
resembles for  Death,
said comrade Lenin
as soon as emerges the  chance  for overplot
and killed  the nascent democracy in Russia
when the country to move
for constitutional monarchy
doing first step in the verge
of art of consensus and agreements, 
expelling all others parties
from parliament,
murdered Russian ...

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Winter freezes the heat of the year,
That shivers within our hearts, oh dear!
A season where Christmas celebrates
A time everyone liberates.

Friends of all rejoice and play on snow.
Forever friends none bothers even time is on go.
Tears on faces of every memorable moment,
Like snowflakes that pour heavily...

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I am sitting down with my pen,
in a faraway land
For many days, I recalled my memories,
That faded with poor calories
I want to share the aesthetic childhood
spent in the lap of a maternal knighthood.

They are my sisters sent from heaven,
with so many magical possessions 
They stood...

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For Comrade Chris Hani
(1942 – 1993)

mowed down
by hot lead
your blood flowed
into our African soil
murdered you, yes, they did
silence you, they never will
for your voice
your spirit
speaks to us still...

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The kind have been waiting for,
praying and hoping just to have,
anxious waiting at the door,
hoping you will find your way here.

Little did i know,
you were actually helter skelter,
looking for a way to destine here,
a place to settle and live peacefully.

A curious knock came accidentaly,
only finds...

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The Trojan of our heroic struggle
The heroic struggle against chains
Which beckons with pains
That tends to make us insane
For we are already stained 
As they offer us disdain
Nowhere but in the scorchy rain

From the cradle lipping  with light . . . of wisdom
Grew to be...

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Love is necessary for survival;
 it’s a basic need all over the universal,
Without it we lose the will to live,
Our mental and physical vitality lessens, resistance lowers,

When we experience love, 
we glow with a radiance force,
Many commit suicide due to lack of love,
When love fails,...

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COMRADE LOVE NEEDED

Sorrow of Love is hard to bear
stretches my bones and 
I cannot go on

A need for comrades 
to speak about Love
lost their ability to love
can only love for moments 

When these moments come
they devour them like
rare chocolate
not enjoying them

My comrades have physical 
beauty,...

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My lifelong dream comes true as the words pour out onto the lifeless sheet. Stories of disengaged minds, hate, love, and freedom from above are created. A humble life is much better with the pen and the words are less deflated. This is never time...

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You're wounded yet you stand 
oblivious of the blood gushing forth 
taking every ounce of your strength 
but still you fight. 
They wonder my friend, 
why you chose to live with 
red flags rather than white. 

Show them your hands 
that cracked from tilling 
the...

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I said comrade to all my colleagues and friends and all of my herds
I thought and said and behaved all equally and fairly 
We ate together the same food, we slept together in the same bed
And we read together the same books
And of course we...

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Comrade

Some say, in youth,
Youth can not win for losing.
And then there is the truth of a comrade
Righted by his own will and a use of him,
And he is his best back-slapping memory of you.
A projected backtalk slap across the face
Of some unknown authority that missed...

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If I said I love you would you be mad?
       I do recall our fight and I am sad.
It does not erase the good times we had.
 What we share is real and not some fad.
I have loved you...

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