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Best Poems Written by Nasilele Mubyana

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L.A. Survivor

Sometimes in life
We need a journey
A five year walk 
Of intelligence and maturity

At the age of eleven 
Thrust into the journey
A five year equation
Turned into four
Its stoichiometry persevering

A golden web
Spun glisteningly around
A silver blade
Ready with armour

Sood do you find
Its golden silk
Rots inside
Despite your glory
And quite honour

You suffer bruises
Cuts and blisters
And when your tedious journey is over
You stand precariously
Smiling

A true L.A. survivor

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A Fathers Little Girl

I woke up one morning and my little girl was sliding on lip-gloss.
I woke up one morning and my little girl had hips and breasts.
I woke up one morning and my little girl was beautiful.
I woke up one morning to a boy on my front porch.
I woke up one morning to my little girl crying into her pillow.
I woke up one morning to my little girl’s broken heart.
I woke up one morning to my little girl’s battered face. 
I woke up one morning in a prison cell.
I woke up every morning with a need to protect my daughter, my little girl.

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A Mockery of Love

In my heart, I know I have made a mistake.
Yet the pain of reality does not sicken my mind into the fairest decision.
I am but without envy.
I am a coward, to seek not love but passion.
Truly in hopes of future love that one day true emotion will wither its source straight into my lover’s heart and for once he will look into my eyes and see himself, as he should; as my heart’s truest desire.
I am mistaken for a mistress and he for a companion.
I am lost within the meaning of this love.
Cruel, more so, the devil has had me covet more than I should ever ask for. Grieving, as I am, I am a shadow in his future, my definition blurred beyond a tale; never will I surface in the history of his years to come.
Time has seen me reduced to a past time and silenced to a mistress.
He leaves me without a promise of honor and an empty womb.
I look upon my predicament and wonder, how I made this mistake.
I have granted my heart to a mockery

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I Too Was Once Loved

I too was once loved
As I remember
A time when his name
Caused seizures in my tummy
Oxygen debts to my beating heart
Dreams to my forgotten mind
The north wind to my soul
Life sights that can never be appreciated when not seen by his side


I too was once loved
As I remember
A moment in time when the clock ran
And I bathed in its ticking
A time when never
Did I wonder
Nor did I covet
For he was all that I needed


With him and in him
I found me
My inner beauty
My hidden talents
My flaws
Of greed
Envy
Obsession
Vanity
Egoism


Insensitivity and
Tyranny 
My flaws
All beyond his care
I too was once loved
As I remember
A point during my greatest flaws,
When I was shown
Sincerity


Compassion
Tolerance
Commitment
Forgiveness
Love and
Passion
All taken for granted
And now I too understand 
Why I was once loved
Why his beauty can never love my beast again

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Growing Pains

Strange it is 
To look back 
At your previous younger years 
See the person you have slowly become
Seldom done 
Rare events bring about a compulsion 
To reminisce 
There is no bitter sweet
Merely an acceptance 
There is no regret
Merely mistakes been 
And forgotten 
Harshly learned cliché lessons of life 
Teenage tears, whose causes seem all so trivial 
I wake and wonder 
Who I am growing to be 
Realising that with all this changing we go through 
As we get older 
It is truly possible to be born 
An apple and die an orange

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The Gate Keeper

Shame has closed the way to through the gate
Darkness now has clouded its pristine pavement
Trees: …
Speak not of its existence
Speak not of its doorway
Speak not of its key
	Clouds hide the sun’s rays
Daring it to try one move
Iron bars shield for its defense 
Putrid smell diffuse through its cracks
The wood fails beneath its derelict ness 
Ho! Ho! Does it cry
	Voices cry from within the get
Hence where do they come from
Cries: … 
So morbid
So malcontent 
So sardonic
What confusion is this?
So then where is the gatekeeper?
What say ye?

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Sombre Mines

The mines have taken my strength
	        taken my sight
                and   taken my breathe
Crawl to the light I cannot, thus my
Energy 
Nor will I see the light before I die
			 I am hopeless.

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Am I Losing You?

Each year we grow a year
But the expenses grow more wholesome
Each year the talk grows weary
A duty nonetheless
Now my emotions 
Have less composure
I cannot comprehend
The depth of this problem
If there is one at all
Perhaps you’ve grown tired
Of this tedious intimacy
Or a bore am I?
Your patience worn out
It’s the answer we all dread
It’s like a hangman’s noose intimidating you
Oh Daniel, Daniel
I’ll only ask once – (dear me)
Tell me
Am I losing you?

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Rub-A-Dub Dub, 3 Continents In a Tub

I see North Africa
Through a little girl’s eyes
Continental ignorance
Stagnant in their reflection
Oppression
Like sinuous flames
In the heat of their arid deserts

I see America
With its once prolific economy
One man
It tumbled all
Two elections – “it’s all your fault!”
Teetering precariously, waiting…
For Obama to hold it together

I see Europe
Where art thou now?
Hiding like politicians – fools they are
Come out, come out 
Where ever you are
Bush needs his poodles
Ha Ha Ha!


You’re all in this together
Manipulating each other
Pretending to need the UN more than the other
Who’s ruling the UN Bush or its general secretary
Britain cannot criticize, they ruled the League of Nations
You’ll never step up to the plate
And be manly enough
To take the blame for the world’s disastrous fate.

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Don'T Riddle Me a Mistake

Don’t riddle me a mistake
Every tomorrow brings a new day. 
Every new day is a continuation of the previous day. 
Every previous day’s problems follow on into the next day 
so the past should fail, to be forgotten
So, it is history? 
but how can I explain, the past is the present. 
The past was yesterday
but yesterday begins today.
Yesterday is your life today
Forgetting the past is like flouting the present
if you let it go, you lose yourself. 
I will not let it go. 
I won’t be forgotten. 
I will not fade nor blend with the shadows.
I won’t silence myself, as the wind does in summer. 
I deserve to be more than the present.
I deserve to be remembered today
for what I was yesterday
So don’t riddle me a mistake 
I didn’t not force myself on you. 
I am grateful though 
because of you, 
yesterday I breathed 
today I am alive 
So don’t riddle me a mistake!