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SILENT POEM
Where are those words
That the poets instruct;
to paint appealing lilies in the
Middle of winter,
To mould roundish-warm-shapes
When the sun is absent
Those words seem to be hidden
Behind the layers of my eyes
In the teary-river-nile creeping
In my mind's mine,
For I don't cry
I let lines in poems do the weeping
Written by Sabelo Mgogoshe
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