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Ndidzulafhi Patric Poem
Love is Love.
Love does not eyes.
Love does not look.
Love does not change.
Although someone can say, love is blind.
Love is not blind, love is a love.
Even though can happen whatever along the way,
Love will never look back or give up.
Love will always keep tight.
There is no fake love, love is original.
No like love.
No desire love.
Like is like.
Desire is desire.
No matter what can befall love will always be love.
poem by ndidzulafhi patric munyai
Copyright © Ndidzulafhi Patric | Year Posted 2019
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Ooh am stand at the middle of world.
I see my beautifully bird running.
I tried to run after it.
But that bird fly.
Ooh my beautifully one.
Why you leave me in this cold world.
Why I don't have wings.
Why you left me deep in this cold sea.
Now am asking myself that where I failed.
The voice came from nowhere,
patric ndidzulafhi munyai let it go.
And look forward.
By ndidzulafhi patric munyai
Copyright © Ndidzulafhi Patric | Year Posted 2018
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I was on top of his head.
An answer to a hairy I a dumping space.
I have seen him.
An answer to blind eyes.
I have heard the voice.
An answer to deaf.
Even if we woke up, we can testify.
Words from the dead.
All around the world are watching.
For the ears around to listen.
You are surrounded by degrees.
school can testify about you.
I sweat just to save you.
What does my tears mean to you.
I have written on the stone, for you to remember.
That's my words..me Robert Mugabe.
By munyai ndidzulafhi patric
Copyright © Ndidzulafhi Patric | Year Posted 2017
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My one love.
When I don't see you I see dark.
I cannot walk without you.
As I trusted your legs.
Without you am nothing.
Your eyes are my path.
When you are distance with me cold attack me.
That is why I gave you remote of my body.
I will never ever stop love you.
by Patric ndidzulafhi munyai
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king monada,who can forget that track malwedi.
every ears heard your music.
and everybody happy for it.
and danced for it.
you are a true superstar.
Makhadzi who can forget that joy you brought to the everyone.
Your track haka matorokisi made it.
Your track muya wanga made it.
Your track sugar sugar now is doing it.
You are a queen of africa and a superstar as well.
Master kg how did you do this?
Your music arrived to the world.
Who can do the wedding without jerusalema?
Your track is smelling around the world.
You are a superstar.
South africa you are a rich now.
You are shining light.
You are really like the moon.
Everyone can see you now.
Makhadzi,master kg and king monada we are proud of you.
You made south africa to shine.
We all love you more than the word love.
Limpopo province you definetly made south africa shine.
poem by munyai ndidzulafhi patric
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Trees are created .
Animals are created
People are created.
All created by the creator.
Death of you tree is my death.
Death of you people is my death.
Nothing you came with.
You will reverse with nothing.
You died.
You gone where I don't know.
Seeing that you called by the creator.
You came where I didn't know.
You gone where I don't know.
Poem by ndidzulafhi patric munyai .
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I persevere to work.
I sweat and blister.
But finally it drive me to darkness.
But I felt like this phone will make thing simply.
After I receive a massage, I smile.
After call, nobody saw me.
I didn't know that I go for good.
As I didn't see in front.
If I know I wouldn't bought this phone.
If I know I wouldn't go out home.
If I know I will be say goodbye.
I quiver and crawl for good, on the
tongue of cannibal.
By patric ndidzulafhi munyai
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Let this words touch your heart.
Because is the words of life,
Life for ever and ever.
Words with blood of cross.
Words of man of cross.
You stand and look at world flowers.
Time not wait for you.
Yesterday you will never see.
Although you saw yesterday and today.
Will you see tomorrow?
While is set,
Your legs will lock and you will never walk.
While is set,
Your mouth will close and you will never talk.
You will go blind and you will never see .
Tomorrow,
Your trip will end.
Seeing that will be a day of farewell.
When body and soul go apart,
Where your soul will go?
Your body will return to the soil.
When you goback home,
What will you say?
Time of fix is now.
Before you regret while is set.
Poem by ndidzulafhi patric munyai
Copyright © Ndidzulafhi Patric | Year Posted 2018
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I was crying because I was scared.
On that moment I heard thin voice.
My child, my child, my child.
Am your mother.
Stop crying.
Because am with you.
I wont leave you alone.
Because am your mother and I love you.
My child, here is called world.
There is too many flowers.
But make sure you take them by the right hand.
You put your whole hope to me.
Because other will demonstrate you a dog teeth.
Seeing that they hated you before you come out from my womb.
See how gorgeous you look.
You do not even have guilt and credit.
But other will make you to pay my credit.
My child, here world we are in battel no rest.
But we will rest when we go back to our heavenly father.
That's was my words from my mother.
Endless of my mother voice,
I heard other voice,
It was base voice.
My child, my child, my child.
Am your father.
Do not afraid, afraid, afraid.
Because am here for you.
I brought you here world,
Because am your answer.
Am stomach answer.
Am your exhalation answer.
Am your protection answer.
I prepared all weapons .
Because there is a brutal person here world.
I wont run away I promise.
As is my responsibility to protect my family.
And am read to demonstrate you how much I love you.
I even wont let you endure come near you forever and ever.
poem by Munyai ndidzulafhi patric
Copyright © Ndidzulafhi Patric | Year Posted 2019
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Earthquake was talking with my world.
But my world not respond yet.
Still now the dust still running all over my world.
All grass still admitted due to high wounds they got during fighting.
Oh am tired fighting with my own dream everyday.
Oh am really tired watching my beautiful dream I can not touch.
Oh am tired watching my own heart crying because of fighting between me and my dream.
Oh am asking myself one question.
When this movie am watching will end.
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