Art Lullaby Poems

Created to love and be loved
Where love in it's purest is sacrificial above all things
Love seeks not its own interest but the interest of the...

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In winter's grasp, the world lies still,
Beneath a hush, so deep and chill.
A tapestry of snowflakes weaves,
A wonderland where magic breathes.

The air is crisp, the...

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Lullaby 

Moonbow cradle songs
Sing through sheer corona mists
In grace notes of acapella hues
While golden lunar lentos
Of twilight lunar rainbows,
Crowning Luna’s full face,
Arch with andante’s touch
Like...

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A life four score and five short years
Of tender hearts and happy tears
Memories of yesteryear he's crafted into song
Each album paved , a stepping stone
The...

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She dresses perfectly with prominent spikes in her hair, 
long and flowing brown violet braids, 
which make her face exotic and relaxed..
she wears several precious...

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If you saw me first, would we have ended up the same? 
Would you have come over to me and asked for my name? 

Sometimes...

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Weapons of mass fury
Locked and loaded 
watching the media Snow 
falling on tombstones

Blinding the world 
fury for the masses 
raise our glasses pour the wine...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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It's unimaginable
How long I've nurtured the wish
To have you sit with me
And share a close connection

To have the feeling that
I'm yours
And you're mine
Even when you've...

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One of a kind
Friend of mine
I don’t mind
If you’re doing fine
One of a kind
Friend of mine
Here’s a lullaby
And I’ll give it a try
One of a...

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Your smile is a light
It brightens my day
It shines on my path
So I won't go astray

Your touch like the breeze
Blows away my fears
And when your...

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LETTER TO MY GUARDIAN ANGEL

 Wast thou once a little lad-
 A child with mild eyes that learnt numbers from counting stars?

 Did thou dance...

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These cascaded tears are black in complexion,
I started arranging them when I was fourteen.
These broken stars are the horizons of fear, 
I started numbering them...

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fat chances



take your fat chances
trim you wick for flight
lantern blown by western winds
turn the guns
of
night
bullets on terrors clouds
smoke comes barreling down
poets are beat from the...

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A DECEMBER TO REMEMBER 
Roy Mokoena

Who will I be without number twelve, 
Time for gatherings and restoration of relations,
A lot of festivities but my birthday...

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