Time Is Time
Time sits
Time stands
Time is time.
Time craws
Time walks
Time is time.
Time runs
Time flies
Time is time.
Time changes
Time stands-still
Time is time.
Time goes forward
Time goes backward
Time is time, it is time
poem by Isaac Maliya
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A Land Of Peace
A land of peace is here
It is also there, everywhere
Quiet and eerie
No wails, no tears
No sound, no footstep noise
Forever slumber, in a line
A land of no fuss
A land of peace
Tenants without a lease
It is known, with overgrown
Open gates without hate
No master, no slave, no colour
A land of no sleaze
A land of peace, total peace
Sunday,7th June,2009
Huyton, Liverpool, UK
poem by Isaac Maliya
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I Don't Like This Poem
This poem unveils me
Dissecting my whole
Cutting assunder my hopes
I don't like this poem
This poem lays me bare
Exposing my true nakedness
Weaknesses, failings, stumbles
I don't like this poem
This poem writes my story
Taking me where I began
Showing my life's mediocre stages
Gazing at all my actions
I don't like this poem!
Wednesday,22nd April,2009
Huyton, Liverpool, UK
poem by Isaac Maliya
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Maputo
The city of hope
Where citadels face away
From the realities of 'povo'
It's our Maputo, Maputo! !
The city of peace
Where the rainbow colours criss-cross
Postponing the time-bomb of blood-letting
It's their Maputo, Maputo! !
The city of tolerance
Where the 'lingua franqua' is a tool
A synonimity to class rooting
It's your Maputo, Maputo of old! ! !
Maputo, Friday,15/10/2004
poem by Isaac Maliya
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The Lone Eye
Be steady
Haul the load
Heavier than the word
Till destiny greets you.
Don’t blink
For the load’s sake
Lest it strays away
Without a lone eye’s light.
Left to haul the load
All energetic eyes closed
Giving you the bitter chance?
Of hauling the blind lot
Till destiny greets you
Don’t blink.
Dedication: To all my kindred
Monday,21st October 1991.
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A Poem For All
I am
Looking around, all the time
Just as before, for a poem
A balanced poem, without sides
A poem without inclination, non-biased
A poem without pigmentation, colourless
A poem without religion, faithless
A poem without a nation, stateless
A poem devoid of immigration officers, borderless
A poem without language, speechless, silent
I am
Looking around all the time
Just as before, for that poem
Everyone’s poem, everyone’s song!
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The Beauty of War
War
You are a beauty
For roundtable evaders
Always the sole option
Polished erstwhile weaponry
The beauty of war
War
You are a beauty
For lovers of environment
Scorching terrain
From vegetation into scarlet
With ripples of blood
The beauty of war
War
You are a beauty
However long it takes
However deep the destruction
By the bulldozers of death
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I Never Thought Of This Poem
I never thought of this poem
It strolled into me, vividly
Forcing and obliging me
It urged me on despite resistance
I never thought of this poem
I never thought of this poem
It possessed and subdued me
It never left me alone, in peace
I could no longer resist its force
I never thought of this poem
I never thought of this poem
I gave in to it, to its wishes
I wrote it, I read it
It came out of me, liberating me
I never thought of this poem!
Huyton, Liverpool, UK
Wednesday,22nd April,2009
poem by Isaac Maliya
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This Poem Is A Mess
This poem is a mess
It claimed shads of paper
Drained in pensil and ink
Finished and unfinished
This poem is a mess
This poem is a mess
It victimised toilet paper
Short and long, of all colours
Scribbled, drafted and erased
Pinned on the wall, anywhichway
This poem is a mess
This poem is a mess
It messed up everywhere
Lying on the floor, sholved
In the pockets, every corner
With incomprehensible words,
Misspelt, miswritten, strange
This poem is a mess.
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A Poem Is A Cluster Bomb
A poem assemble ideas,
Concentrates experience
Await its time, place
For its own release
A Poem is a cluster bomb
A Poem explodes
Particle by particle
Projectile by projectile
Piece by piece,
Varying impact on the way
A poem is a cluster bomb
Out of a poem come wails
Out of a poem come hails
Out of a poem comes repair
Out of a poem comes despair
A Poem is a cluster bomb
It spreads in ripples
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