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Terry Komanyane Poem
In the ultimate I ponder and resonates
Sporadic melancholy treading thoughts
Void pneumatic aspirations that perspire in nothingness
The peripheral space spurts erratic waves
Spewed fantasy and ejaculates conglomeration
Palpitation of erroneous premature baby
That which is not flushed down is a street arching
Vivid escapades flowed sluggish and sticky
Unwinding terrestrial route it’s a dead end
Never to end but in illusion
Ruminates and castigated spits vomits
Miasma inhalation that draws petrified lunatics
Kindled joyful cleave less than platonic
Lost in haziness of pleasurable moments causing love anguish
Thrusting Warm Velvet labial interior
Sensuousness mesmerized at anatomical fission and fusion
Malodorous soaked sweat-draped dripping bodies
Enclosed, staffed and steam simmering moisture
Equivocal musty air radiated from euphoric entanglement
Perplexed awe mouth agape
Copyright © Terry Komanyane | Year Posted 2012
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Terry Komanyane Poem
It’s hazy… opaque… clamour… and frizzy
My mind froze and clamours
It’s intense, grumpy, and rampant
Yet an image skewed, freckled and afar
Ding...Ding...ding…
Musical but torrent my head is screwed
Knocked up and nuts became loose
Thunderous and thumping bolt in my mind
A lament! A hymn... fading in the distance
Reverberated like a long lost song
A synagogue marching in a single line
Face concealing garments swaying from side to side
From the morgue murmuring and mumbling
Oh! What a poor restful soul
Wrapped and helpless in a black loin
Suffering inside but without tears
Held in procession to the yard
Graves that consumes sumptuously
Anguish and agony antagonised the atmosphere
With occasional litany now and then
Young and old looked up and wiped off their tears
Blamelessly they tell but only tale stories
Stories bringing burden and sorrow
Copyright © Terry Komanyane | Year Posted 2012
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