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Every leaf on the tree where she grieved every day fell off, unable to take the torment of her suffering.
 Jul 2021 Maitsholo
Khoisan
My soul feeds off my heart
and my heart needs people
to love only heaven knows
"Doves from Crows"
so even if you hate me
forgive me knowing
I already forgave you.
The most valuable thing he had with him was his attitude.
 Jul 2021 Maitsholo
Notepad
Memory
 Jul 2021 Maitsholo
Notepad
You are on my mind,
With every detail I love,
Beats less in my heart,
Acceptance
 Jul 2021 Maitsholo
Traveler
Resilient
The poets heart
Words we use
Turning pain to art

Chronic stress
A syndrome no less
Our muses behold
The Mother's breast

Fight or flight
Sympathetic states
We resolve upon
Our creative slates

Breaking through
Rising above
Poetry becomes our strongest drug

When the fever flares
Word are but aspirin
And the poem becomes our cure
An observation I made while
living here,

on HP!
 Jul 2021 Maitsholo
Mykenzie
So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough
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