Darling
She slips through the gate
Polished in aroma from the Getto
A world tends to be the sun shinning
The eyesore by abated breath
Bi-mouth clears,
Its throat
And voice, craves one's eye
calling aside
Eyes sythesise aviable story
Like a sustainable devep't tread
A trend so far as she passes
Over the love land
Telepathically she comes
And turns her gorgeous face
Awide rim of impulses
Push asurge across that bossom
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From Lifeless To Crisp
Life is a journey of lifeless to crisp
When it gets cracked and lost its grip
It dangles and hisses which is a sign of blood
It then travels to reach its node and degenerates
On the road of lifeless to crisp and scarlet triumph
Life is a real journey of eternity to lifeless
When it gets smoothed and attains its touch
It sways and resists its carelessness
It attains its outer space of torch
On the electronic transfer and loss
So being a journey of lifeless to crisp
It breathes out and accelerates by
It then gets stuck and catch up by algae crip
The master dye producer gives out multicolor dye
Upon which it sped before
and changed the gravity
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Sonnet Of Green Nchalo
So hot it says, swallowing strangers' strain
In the far green memento field it comes
In the ever greed ground with sprinklers stain
So scattered but green sweets amid fluids' canes
It awakens dews on underline and rolls flight
Anext is Savanna brown glue sleeps lives
It heads away spites and reborn of fight
Its people giggle, percolates huge fruits along a lives
As hospitable as lake Malawi the mine belong
That's likeable atmosphere Majete aside sparkles grey
Lifting on and off the mirror all day long
In the birds song of mileage below shire valley jail
The frozen Nchalo of green land in visitors eye
But it creates books so long to their humanoid bye
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Rhythm Of The Day
The moon is bright, so high, so cool
The sun, fumbles, gazes in the grass
The lake sparkles, smiles, in the grey
Smiling at each day
The verse, comes from the east
The west dangles, dances within
a bawl inside
Rivers cropping, like spokes
And is agrand pa Mulanje mountain
And, to the south, Viphya
with birds, smiling
Order of the day is shaking
Vigorous heads retakes brittle words
Words of wisdom from all walks of life
Smiling at the ridged land
Before is a reclaim of the garden
So, beautiful and the lake washes,
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Anxiety
What makes me worring?
This takes me, my joy, away from me
It has alot to say
It says you worry
I worry indeed when I add
So anxious, distruptive, so bad
And I become angry
And angry like a hungry lion
I worry indeed when I subtract
So desperate, so blink, so submerged
And doubt, doubting about myself
And this is the point of losing faith
Completely I leave the sea of life
I worry indeed when I muiltiply
So holding fears, so imaginative,
so quantified
And up the heaven of hell
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And I Sing This
And I sing this alone
Asong of unforgettable tune
Then I raise up the voice
In a standing out hoarse
Such a cold blooded animal Iam
And swim now alone
Down there, with hot music
I come back in runic make up
And I sing this beside awide tone
And I sing this alone
I was never meant to do this
I was never supposed to bury
my earlier self and wriggle
out of the strong fish tail
what a foolish thing to believe
I'm back down there
and swim in murky
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I Need My Stuff Back
On the preacher's day holy preaching
Under and below clay was sent em
On the forceful whips of lowly meeting
The soul taker will never accept em
On the bulge of mercies, and the crowd
The know it all grabber took to heels em
On the side of lowly souls went loud
The friend of fire proclaimed a fail em
And the lord most high, comes, comes and drive them
The heaven lifter won't cath asingle ship em
And the straw remains blessed for ever beam
While he is commanded, I need my stuff back!
And I receive it! I receive it! I receive it!
And the liar, blantant big liar, I receive it!
And he never swindles and swindles em
The lord most high assembles wholly, holy fire on them
The real shepherd, the messiah's love em
While he is commanded, I need my stuff back!
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Invest In Eternal Account
An account of now and forever
Is set by being washed forgone
And live your sins behind curveture
And be called the new born creature
Immersed in a deep golden name
The account amount of eternal peace
That glows innermost and benearth his name
He is the son of man, in him he loves
The king of wonders in between he stands
The account of eternal love overflows
In him is the cool well of dove
Come it says, drink its waters of life
And be dressed in his grace
That falls like hailstorm rain
From the convenant keeping God
Invest in the eternal account
And nothing shall siege the heart
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Mulanje Mountain
The flavour of mount Mulanje grins
In the thick of low clouds it grips
The palace of peace wrapped in sighing love
While species of birds, fly in amazing gaze
And up the thickest sleeps the king of the game park
As the spirits welcome new comers at such traditional table
That table of flavoured soup
That sinks in the touring level
The mother's love that hisses
The great ancestral home
There, Sapitwa wears on a frozen dome
and comes out like a cursed torso
that leads height of the time
above nobody's reach
Here mysteries of the land
hide and settle
As it provides unit scorees of running noses
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Ode of Mother Mphizi
Oh, sons of Mphizi and daughters
Close to your mother you are
Mopping and cleaning your land
O' great ancenstral bath tab
Vomiting your basin of steam
Just a couple of miles from the tarmac
Going down the rocky strip of marks
Bear, ontop of the tree around
Only the journey smiles
O'great mother of summerland
You come from the spring head
so hot, slipping down the cold sea
Swash, swash and back swash
Malawi lake receives your hand
Oh, mother of the blessed land
Agentle warm bath from your nature
Underground is your root
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