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I like to take a dip in the poetry well
when my life seems to be dry
I like to take a dip in the poetry well
when I question why
I like to take a dip in the poetry well
when I lost the courage to try something new
I like to take a dip in the poetry well
when I need encouragement then I get it from you
I like to take a dip in the poetry well
to ease some anxiety
I like to take a dip in the poetry well
let my emotions swell
I take to take a dip in the poetry well
while holding paper and a pen
I like to take a dip in the poetry well
where inspiration never ends
I like to take a dip in the poetry well
where I can gather with my friends
This is for All My Hello Poetry Friends!!!!
Thank You so much for your friendship and encouragement!!!
 Jul 2015 Jeremiah Mhlongo
Kelvin
You're my sunshine,
My only sunshine,
You radiate your love into my veins,
It hurts so good, I can't complain,
Your beauty, every so blinding.
But you yourself, you are binding,
Binding yourself, just rotating,
One day we'll get close, hallucinating,
But when we do, i'll be the one evaporating.
my sunshine
 Jul 2015 Jeremiah Mhlongo
XIII
I love you so much
Said you love me as much
But on the way to earth's hell
Because we were persecuted
People said you were with me
But you firmly denied me
This is purely metaphorical and is not intended to offend any religious beliefs.
 Jul 2015 Jeremiah Mhlongo
Jasmin
She wanders,
guided by her lost soul.
She spills arts,
coming from her pure heart;
She writes words no one can understand,
yet she speaks it like it was kept in her mind
for so long, just waiting for someone to find it.
She is a masterpiece of her own,
but she has a heart of stone.
 Jul 2015 Jeremiah Mhlongo
XIII
I'm your secret admirer.
Not because I keep myself hidden,
but because you keep me as a secret.
 Jul 2015 Jeremiah Mhlongo
Lyra
'Attention!' yelled the commander,
as we fell in line one by one,
this is the tragedy we're under,
at least 'til the end of World War One.

I was shoved into the frontline
the minute I turned eighteen,
freedom and peace were never mine,
no, never mine to keep.

My simple life was never real
I was just biding my time,
as a boy my fate was sealed
and to refuse it would be a crime.

Sweetheart, did you remember,
our dreams that were to be?
Now crushed in the cold September,
the result my of signing to army.

Trenches run meters deep
all across northern France,
the home to my battered, crumbling feet,
as I take my battle stance.

In succession soldiers will perish,
across the brutal field,
the pain they will not relish,
but have to keep concealed.

The universal bloodbath,
that'll eventually take it's toll,
all searching for a triumphant path
that runs through rotten coal.

First the Triple Entente,
of Russia, France and Britain,
they had the ships and could confront
to conquer and accomplish their mission.

Then came the Triple Alliance,
yes they weren't very good with names,
it was Germany and Austria, a likely compliance,
I'd say they've got quite fair game.

well,

Victory was widely sought,
but the war was nearly done,
hundreds and thousands of hearts are stopped,
because of the curse that is World War One.
A history assignment. Why can't all assignments be like this?
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