Best Lief(P) Poems

As the torrid waves crashed into the bay,
the mists start lifting, bright shines a ray
that pin points a rocky reef.
A tree with one leaf
standing there
lief
yet...

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Ek het jou lief
Ek het jou lief , nie net vir wat jy is nie ,
 maar vir wat ek word waneer ek by jou...

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Ek was gevra om ietsie oor Pa te sê
Maar waar begin ek nou
Wanneer daar eintlik net een ding is wat ek nou wil doen
Om steeds...

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Just a poetic (souper) side note courtesy chief
wordsmith brother unaware ye experienced grief
diagnosed as walking pneumonia please bull lief
yours me, he doth care and breathes...

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Anyone can write…
 and drown in their self-delusions; 
 from persons into personifications
 lists of passions, glorify self's illusions; 
 down those lists, 
 most...

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Loving you the way that I do, makes it impossible not miss you,
My heart, my soul, and my mind are connected to you,
Missing you is...

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From the deep recesses of mind
emerges a stimulation
that necessitates a defined
sudden, high-level invention.
Once imagined its stay is brief
and must be dealt with before lost
to distraction....

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A HEART OF GOLD
A
Symbol of a
Seraphic being you are,
For to the hopeless, without a
Behest a chest of hope on a platter
Of silver you offered, and...

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Randy likes all the girls
Curly Sue has lots of curls

Les just could not be much more
Mary's had husbands galore

Lief lives up in a tree
Rick has...

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He grew up in the bay area
Bad to the bone 
Tattooed out
Yeah he something to talk about
I love him to deaf

California baby
California baby

He  is...

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Ek wou nie wees als wat ek kon 
wees,
Ek wou nie meer 0800 gedoen het 
as ander,
Maar ek moes, om 'n beter 
toekoms te he.

Troep...

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A canticle I think I'll be, 
A rimed thought, hoary and ancient, 
Stinking as the dust heaped up empyreal on the hills of 
The Judean...

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Do you want me to leave you without tears?

Can I part, my beloved, without grief?

But separation drives shaft deep that sears

Thus my heart wounded dying...

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YESTERDAY WHEN I WAS DUMB - A Benign Parody

(with sincere enough apologies and more to those who made the original composition an all-time great. T....

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Geskeide Kleuter  

Pappa, my pappa – Het jy my mamma lief?
Hoekom bly jy hierso nou?
Vertel my asseblief?

Hoekom het my mamma nou 
‘n ander man...

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