by all the good
you throw at him
he grows at a pace
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outstanding........a poet never dies........ha has got a eternal life in all the verses through his thoughts! by all the bad you throw to him he grows faster than any fantasy faster that any thought faster than any imagination faster that any life because his mind is programed to take the bad and convert them to excellency swear with vulgar to a poet and to him it is the first thing to pen down these lines, which simply read the poet's attitude are more figuratively choosing the situations by which a poet is bound to take birth! all the frustration he splashes to philosophy, all the vulgarity to truth which some things in life we dont wanna see or overlook or never bother. when believing thiis time we live is true, happenings are true, truth is in hand with time and happenings, poet has pen in one hand truth in another hand.......kill him....he never dies
This poem...a joyful journey of the soul.You're doing fantastic well.Qhubeka njalo tata.M'na ndinawe all the way kaloko
i love this poem, its apealling! read my poem a spirit of poetry
Excellent poem! None can kill the poetic entity and the poems can make a poet immortal.
Your work is looking good! let me just say looking forward to your excellence and the future looks bright only if you agree.