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Best Poems Written by Karabo Legodi

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Trapped In the Sahara Dessert

Trapped in the Sahara dessert

Overlook at the horizon,
Waves of the heat from the boiling sun,
Dessert sand covering my feet,
Sweat dripping down my back,
Thanks to the north western breeze.

The sand dunes stare at me,
As the sun slowly goes to sleep.
Darkness takes over,
And the owls decide to show up.
Freeing my imagination.

I walk with difficulty,
Towards an island thorn tree.
I place my eyes up in the sky,
Wishing I could see a shooting star,
That could grant my wish,
My wish of freedom.

I suddenly see broken pieces of a mirror,
And when I look at them I can see my broken face,
I feel like a killer.
My heart suddenly changes its pace,
But no its just my mind playing its games.

I walk slow,
With much pain,
My eyes still filled with hope,
Of seeing my home again.
I pray.....

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Africa's Melody

Africa

Melody...is Africa's signature.
From north, east, west and south,
You hear the trembling sound of big creatures.
Mixed with drum beats from ancient tribes. 
You can feel the sensation, the civilisation. and the communication.
Feet stamping and hands clapping.
Nourished with laughter,
From the son together with his father's father and brother.
As the howling sound,
From the wind deep down in the Sahara dessert,
Weeps through your heart,
And leaves you inspired.
The sun sets,
And now you can experience,
The  wonderful African horizon,
Detailed with shadows of the great wild clan,
As they jump to catch their prey.
Night comes.
The stars in open sky,
Show you the way home,
But the beauty of the nature keeps you so close.

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A Dark Room

A dark room

I stand in a room,a dark room.
I try to see the light, but I can't.
I try to shout,
But I can't.

I sit on a chair,
I stand, I sit,
I stand.
Just like a light switch.

My heart bleeds,
Like a river,
I have a fever,
But not a dreamer.

My name appears on the wall,
As I wait for a call.
My heart fills with darkness,
And sadness becomes my middle name.

What have I done to feel such pain?
I don't get the answer what do I gain?
Tears dripping down my face,
I just need some space.

As each drop reaches the ground,
I can just feel my heart pound,
One, Two, Three...
I want to be free.

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Ahem

I remember the first day I saw you.
You were out of reach,
But I knew I would get to you soon.
When you uttered the first word,
The day we finally crossed paths,
The words on that paper I was reading,
Juggled up and left me off track.
Took my time watching your every move,
From what food you liked,
To who you called your Achuz.
I remember when you said you would wait for me,
And I bravely looked through the windows to your soul,
Searching for a tangible lie to feed,
My habitual anticipation. (I found none)
Thank you...
For making me feel human.
Keeping up with someone like me,
Is an item on the list of a few.
And for that I salute
...Amour eternel