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Thandiswa Nonsasa Thwala Poem
The rain shall wash all sins,
Making smiles from grins.
We wallow in pain,
When we see all in vain
No thunder shall shake your beauty,
Your innocence is nothing more than purity.
Smelling your scent from miles away,
Is more than I need in a summer day
Rain drops drumming on my skin,
After all grey skies bring joy within.
Copyright © Thandiswa Nonsasa Thwala | Year Posted 2025
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Thandiswa Nonsasa Thwala Poem
The rain shall wash all sins,
Making smiles from grins.
We wallow in pain,
When we see all in vain
No thunder shall shake your beauty,
Your innocence is nothing more than purity.
Smelling your scent from miles away,
Is more than I need in a summer day
Rain drops drumming on my skin,
After all grey skies bring joy within.
Copyright © Thandiswa Nonsasa Thwala | Year Posted 2025
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Thandiswa Nonsasa Thwala Poem
The dark clouds pur,
And there's nothing but blur.
While the cool breeze whispers ,
The thunder awaits to strike.
The grass murmurs,
A big storm is coming.
And the lightning has struck,
The thunder awaits to strike.
On a quiet full moon night,
The cricket are chirping.
A cloud bursts into droplets of water,
The thunder awaits to strike
Water is gushing down the gutters,
A long term of silence passes.
Boom! Goes the thunder,
Like a rhythm of an African drum.
Copyright © Thandiswa Nonsasa Thwala | Year Posted 2025
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