A Rose And A Blade Of Grass
When rain falls to the ground
from the skies,
Its the Heavens kissing the
Earth,
When they make love-
Flowers, fruits, green grasses
are the offspring,
Dont lets kill these plants,
Cutting them down, classing
them as weeds-
Taking them away from their
mothers breath
After being vivified by tears of
love from their father,
Tears of men are sacred.
The Sun does not choose where
to shine,
Must we choose what plants are
of
More value than others?
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Why Hearts Break
When two people are in love
They share everything they
have,
Everything changes,
Everything unhinges,
There souls are binded by God's
very hair,
Sewn together with the purest
of care,
He then cuts his wrists and lets
his blood
Run through them so they are
clad
Together becoming one entity,
Grasping immortality,
They become one with God,
A feeling greater than any
amount of gold
Haven't you heard, 'God is
love? '
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Lorreta
Where I come from everyone is told a story
Of love that is pure and flowing towards eternity,
A love of happiness and all that is good,
Love that sees light at the core of empty dreams,
One heart to live, one love to give.
I walk from lands of near and faraway,
On my quest to find in whom my loves reflection resides,
With God's breath under my wings- I fly
Over seas, mountains and knock at heavens gates
Oh Lorreta, if I had known you were always
Within me, I wouldn't have made moved an inch,
And miss all those years I did not tell you,
'I love you.'
Beyond death to your grasp-
I collapsed into your soul.
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A Sonnet For Thine
Sonnet I
Broken and fading, I cry from my heart,
Look at our loves reflection in my tears,
My death, as in half eternity is cut,
Your pleasure as my pain screams in your ears.
Take away with you your shadow of darkness,
My heart; break it- the tormoil in my breath,
Leave me! Leave me to nurse my loneliness-
Your betrayal fervent like an angry heath,
I lied not when I said, 'You are all I have,
Everything I am, core of my very being.'
Good riddance of the nothingness of your love,
Of love like a sin that washes me clean,
A battle I fight even though I can't win,
In a place where you end but there I begin.
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My Surrender, My Suicide
Broken Heartedness feeds the absent love I miss-
My tangible breath,
I fail to attain wholeness because tourniquets bind
My fractured destiny,
My reality a texture of an illusion,
A Breath of the dead,
Tears as tall as the rain steal away my purpose,
They try to wash me anew so my eyes may see
Atleast one thing to call beautiful,
Crystal balls never lie, stars never miss,
In my future I see that memory of yesterday,
That last kiss, last embrass-
A blend of happiness and sadness,
Perhaps I will forget you if I bleed you out,
I opened my heart for you and you left it open- Incomplete,
My surrender, my suicide.
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I Shall Not Be Moved
You will take my breath away,
Gild my heart with your love-
I shall not be moved.
My eyes will gloat at your sashay,
My lips will droll at your pulchritude-
I shall not be moved.
You will come with religions of faiths,
A heap of mountains you have moved-
Still I shall not be moved.
You will give me strongest of philtres,
Your touch will erect my one weakness-
But I shall not be moved.
You will light my darkest paths,
Move me here to there-
Yet I shall not be moved.
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The Way I Love You
My love for you is fathomless,
My body can never possibly
hold
All of it I have for you,
It is wrong to even say that I
'have' it because
That is to imply it is finite-
Let me rephrase it, ' My body
can never possibly
hold all it I am having for
you.'
My body is too small to contain
it,
Some of it within me;
Escapes into the air of
This universe and that
is why other men also have the
ability to love.
When my soul is standing next
to my spirit,
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The face of God
He carved my face in his effigy,
But so did he yours, and everybody else',
Probably seen him a thousand times,
I know he is looking at me now,
I feel his presence yet his face I neither see nor touch,
I seen his shadow though- only a torso,
Haunts me every time I look at mirrors, still waters,
I hear his voice, his face it describes, I still want to see him...
I gather polaroids of every being on earth and beyond,
Erect a decoupage of his supposedly image,
Does it look like me? Like you? Like every human? I cannot tell,
I cannot see it for my vision suddenly blurry,
Though not as radiant as I thought It be- atleast it smiles,
A man without a face, the face of God.
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Poetry
Brewing a good poem takes time,
Doesn't matured whiskey taste better
On the rocks or with cordial lime?
Also a love matured is sweeter
Poetry is not about using fancy
words,
Though one might employ one or two
For it leads to many roads:
Emotions, memories-
experiences too
Most mistake poetry for the canvas
But is not, It is the journey,
The clay being mould into a vase,
The process of making the honey
It isn't alone the protagonist,
It's every one behind the scenes,
The chemical reaction not the catalyst
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Natasha Mukonde Mungo (Acrostic)
News of your death to me still a shock,
And sounds like a sick joke,
To die at the acme of your life,
After battling it with so much strife
Sorrow cannot describe how I feel,
How you've left wounds that can't heal-
And I didn't get to say farewell
Maybe now you are well,
Unknown to pain where you lie,
Known to dirges I listen to as I cry
Oh, dear friend you left too young,
Now more than before I hate his sting-
Death, claimer of all lives,
Earth's realm, no one survives.
Missing you does me more bad than good,
Unfortunately, I would't stop even if I would,
Nearer you are in my memory,
Gone but never to me history,
On not attending your burial, I am sorry.
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