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Best Poems Written by Rachel Muranda

Below are the all-time best Rachel Muranda poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Because of You

Because of you
I'm all here
Buried all the pains
Dug a new chapter
Imported new feelings
Seeded hope 
Exported all the grievances
Took hold of the promises
Watered the heart
Cementing the broken pieces together
Laminated the smile
And on the wall I nailed it
Began a tireless journey
Wishing for the best
Trusting the eyes
Enjoying the sweet melody
A lullaby I need for a lifetime

Remember those days?
Acting silly and stupid
The ignorance we entertained
The confusion we embraced
Embroidering the hatred 
In the mist of pain we got lost
Turning our backs on each other 
Anger reddening our eyes
Silence that became a graveyard
Silence that almost murdered our hearts
Intoxicating our feelings
Destroying the taproots of our future
I remember the days
Buried now 

Now I smile
For we hold it 
In our hands we are molding it
Together moistening the clay
That long ago cracked
With no hope of being leather hard again
We have it
We repainted the wall
A new dawn of hope
A beginning of a new chapter
The chills of winter all gone
Summer says hello
With its rain we will puddle
In the mud together
Yes the mud of love we will dirty ourselves
For we buried the past

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I'M Feeling

I'm feeling lazy
Confused and feeling fuzzy
My mind is all groggy
And my surroundings are so hazy
I feel agitated
I jus wanna make a doodle
If I can't be a tinker
I wanna dabble and splash water around
Maybe I should lallylag
Before I dilly-dag

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If Only

The sound of music was too loud
Though he shouted aloud
Nobody heard him
Everyone was absorbed in the music
Some wiggling and others break dancing
Screaming and shrieking with laughter
Not knowing what was happening in the nearby bush
Gasping for air as they slowly suffocated him
Him all tied up by a halter
"God where are you?", he kept crying
A son of the long gone parents
Trying to meet ends of life
Yet life playing a roller coaster with him
Hustling with him as if he is part of the gambling cards
With a few dollars in his pockets
They were trying to put out his eyeballs from his sockets
All he was doing was an act of kindness
He saw them lurking in the bush
Like a lion waiting for its prey
The poor girl walking towards them unknowingly
The scream that she gave,
Forced him to check on the girl
He couldn't withstand them molesting the innocent girl
If only they could turn down the music
And come to rescue him

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My Heart Is Bleeding

Just like blood oozing from a wound
Like water springing out of Chimanimani springs 
My heart is bleeding
I got scared after seeing what they did
My heart is still beating faster
Like the traditional drums 
Pum pum pum !!! 
Just like the millet being pounded
Pounded by a black African woman
The horror still playing in my mind like drama
The whole scenery becoming more and more vivid
Their shining matchets they used 
Cutting his body into little peices
As if they were cutting a chicken for supper
Not even caring their devilish act
What his mother was going to say or feel;
They never cared
Only their glutton they couldn't stop
Wanting more and more as if they were prostitutes
Resulting in a catastrophe
Because of their rapacity
Failing to quench their greediness
Disguising themselves as angels
Whilst hiding the blackness of their hearts
Taking away the innocent soul
Too young to die
Shattering all his future
The bright future that awaited him
It is now like a myth or fairytale
Once upon a time, he was with us
My heart is still bleeding and beating

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Because of You

Because of you
I'm all here
Buried all the pains
Dug a new chapter
Imported new feelings
Seeded hope 
Exported all the grievances
Took hold of the promises
Watered the heart
Cementing the broken pieces together
Laminated the smile
And on the wall I nailed it
Began a tireless journey
Wishing for the best
Trusting the eyes
Enjoying the sweet melody
A lullaby I need for a lifetime

Remember those days?
Acting silly and stupid
The ignorance we entertained
The confusion we embraced
Embroidering the hatred 
In the mist of pain we got lost
Turning our backs on each other 
Anger reddening our eyes
Silence that became a graveyard
Silence that almost murdered our hearts
Intoxicating our feelings
Destroying the taproots of our future
I remember the days
Buried now 

Now I smile
For we hold it 
In our hands we are molding it
Together moistening the clay
That long ago cracked
With no hope of being leather hard again
We have it
We repainted the wall
A new dawn of hope
A beginning of a new chapter
The chills of winter all gone
Summer says hello
With its rain we will puddle
In the mud together
Yes the mud of love we will dirty ourselves
For we buried the past

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Pain

The boborygmous sound I hear
As if a choir has found a habitation in my tummy
My throat so dry, longing for water
The ocean of tears, now like a desert
I can't see, my eyes so edematous
Trying to take a step, the cracks under my feet so painful
Trying to scream, no voice is coming out
All I hear is a whimper if not a whisper
I'm trying to run away, but I'm still on the same spot 
All I'm doing is staggering like a drunkard

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The Dive

The dive

Maybe I dived in too early 
Unaware of the depth of the waters
And I thought I got it all
Now I'm drowning
The tide is overriding my strength
The sharks coming on my way

Maybe I dived in too late
Thinking I got it all
I'm now hurting
I can't feel a thing
I am all numb
As if I'm in a dark room all by myself

Maybe I didnt dive at all
Scared of the things I don't know
Dark figures looming over my head.
The strength to go on failing me
Now wishing I had given it a try
But it seems its too late

The roses slowly faded and wilted
What's left is the thorns on the roses
The scar are now visible
If only I had....
Now I'm burying all my doubts
I will dive in

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I Am Grieving

I'm grieving
Rivers of tears down my cheeks
If I could only turn back time
I was going to rectify my mistakes
Polishing up my perfectness
I wasn't going to compare you with any soul
All my eyes I would put on you alone
Out of my pride and pompousness
The pride I could not swallow
I forced you out of my life
Thinking I was doing a noble deed
Without knowing I was messing up indeed
I could have nurtured our well of love
Sweeping around it
And cementing the cracks with my honesty
But I took a wrong pathway
I turned my back on you
I turned on a deaf ear to your advice
I thought I was too hot for you
Not knowing that my hotness was going to roast me
My heart is all burnt and now black
The smoke is just going upwards
Where everyone can see from a distance
I burnt myself by letting you go
I am all tainted with blisters all over me
I'm now grieving;
For there is no better you
You are irreplaceable
My heart yearns for your kisses of faithfulness
I long for those days,
We used to giggle like kindergarten kids
Now my dreams are all shattered
And only the gloominess of misgivings overshadows me

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I Want It To Be Forgotten

I want it to be forgotten
I just want it to be forgotten
A myth it is
A shadow in the midnight
Invisible to the eyes
Buried deep down the ground
Scary to talk about
Yes a different story it is
Without a beginning or ending
I want to celebrate it whilst hiding from the crowd
Yes I want to be all alone
Away from the people I love
A moment of silence
Shutting down myself from others
I want my birthday to be forgotten

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Voice of Disabled People

If only....
If only I could crawl, but my legs are too weak
If only I could scream, but I have no voice
If only I could see, but I'm blind
If I could hear the chattering of birds, but my ears are dead
If only I could dance, but I don't have legs
If only I could do what you can do
The world was gonna be a Haven
I long to write long love letters but my fingers are crooked
The melodious songs I cud have sung if I had a voice like you
I'm not complaining
I'm greatful
But I just want you to see the other side of the coin
I'm all lying on the bed from childhood
I don't know how it feels to walk
They said they saw fire, how does it look like?
If only I could see, I was gonna be an artist
Painting whatever that I saw
If only I could......