Tuesday 21 October 2014

Sphelele Khumalo ~ Two Poems

Dying

Dying we think happens
to the old and grey
but you will die anyway
so why not today?

To the nurses in the hospital
it's a daily thing
but we feel it in our hearts
like our world is caving in.

We watch people dying
their pulse slows then gone
it then hits us dying!
Gone, with the wind.

© Sphelele Khumalo


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Goodbyes

Goodbyes are not forever
Goodbyes are not the end
It simply means I miss you
Until we meet again.

You were a tough contender
Only easy on the eye
But very hard on the heart
But either way
You will be dearly missed.

© Sphelele Khumalo


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GRADE 8
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