S O W E T O
Some place somewhere,in nowhere
Oh! come dearly wind,come to the place and everywhere
Were it not bad of you to bend and bypass us in your haste
Eternal it would be-had love been bethrothe'
To the valley,slummed with valour sparse
Over thy children deliver the sermon of love
Sizzling sobliquity enlarged-in tension so few
Omittingly evasive oncourse for the days turn anew
Wittingly abjectingly obtuse to the loud voices turned low
Every inebriate's sensual motivation uncurled to bow
To a political nuance of diverse implications miscrew
On heave days broadened sparsely raking for a curfew
So many multitudes,savouring squarlourly in seas of bliss
Obliquely out shined,outstripped and outlived in their little many's
Wittingly as nature takes its course,so do the multitudes go amiss
Early motherly dominance converted by maturity state's incongruence fears
Timously the term climbs leading the young to merge with the books
Ominously uncared for but for the hearts wants
Savouring-burrowing in terms high,standards high is the fight
Only the horizon shows bright,wide,no direction
With every days ideas,every nights dreams encouragement tragically ebbing
Embittered in life,by life,for man's unconventional gain
To imbalance the threats,the spiritual cognisance of ones worth
On that tone embellish the shine with angel outstripped
Somebody awaited;dismally affected;spasmically related
Orligarchically broadened;intrigued the enslaved mind encamped
Was't the beginning,was't the end,was't the beginning of the end
Errently concused,overtly biplatituned feverently quailed
Through and toward;by and way gone;lust and dread
Overtly, quistically quizzing the erroneous paradise of damnation redeemed
Sparingly the night time and its wants revulge
Overlapping the void in the opaque stomach's rebuke
Was is,wanton is the crying wail in hunger revulse
Every moment,everyday to shreds is torn-the fate
Today and tomorrow like miles apart they look for change
Orations and orators blow in to disappear again
Some wept,cried,wailed and died in their sorrow
Others are clamouring,shouting and fighting for individualism mankind and rights
We deviate,digrate,convulse and all reciprocate ampitiously
Every met a joyous conflaguration;every divergence a woeful pant
Tediously tensed tentations and lips tied up
On saddened lips at last shall we happiness arouse
So many will dwindle with the turn of the tide
Every days errors the next days enrichment
Of monthly endevours and deeds of valour
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment