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Anton Mamboanesu Poem
Time tried to wait for you
She spoke to her seconds
Persuaded them to move slowly
But nature knows best
So you smiled and embraced time
As time sat heavily on your shoulders
Your face grow weary
And as much as you tried
To rub the lines off your face
Time grow ever so persistent
She tracked across your face
And drew her precious contours
Through your struggles, time remained true
She was faithful and never left your side
She was precise and vigilant
She stole no second from you
Or awarded you extra
She taught you how to manage yourself
She taught you patience
Persistence through all those long hours
She taught you habit through repetition
And crafted you, moulded and made you strong
So, you are not to blame time
You are not to waste time
You are not to take time for granted
Thinking you stealing or saving it
Your allocation is just right
And within this life time
You should make the best use of your time
Every moment, every foot step that you take
Because you can never get time back
Copyright © Anton Mamboanesu | Year Posted 2015
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Anton Mamboanesu Poem
We were young, we were young
Forgiving and forgetting
Through all the worst circumstances
The purity of our hearts
Sparked the union of beings
But we were young
We watched ignited flumes die
A flume a mother and father tried to hold on to
We watched as they dwindled
So we tried to reignite cold hearts
But all we got were frostbites
We were young, we did not know
So we turned a blind eye to it all
We tried to forget
And for awhile we forgot
We played, we laughed, we seesawed
We watched the clouds drift
Through clear skies and gentle breezes
And for a while we saw
A tiny spark and a gentle union
Happiness engulfed adult hearts
And for many nights we dinned
At a table full of the best soul food
And a mother and father
Playing at being soul mates again
We were young, we were happy
If we had known that that wouldn't last
Well, we still would have been happy
Happy in the moment
Because nothing lasts forever
Copyright © Anton Mamboanesu | Year Posted 2015
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Anton Mamboanesu Poem
Don’t switch off the lights
Because I’m afraid of the boogieman
I said please don’t switch off the lights
I fear a dark monster with long tentacles
With fiery big eyes
I see him in my dreams
A black mass disturbing my peace
He chokes my dreams into nightmares
Making my heart leap out of place
Twisted images of lifeless forms
Stretch out their skeletal arms
They grab me at my waist
And seal my lips with goo
I’m trapped in a place between his world
And my world of serenity
Rigid I lie on a cold surface
Like a corpse I’m pale white
They drink my blood
Like vampires in a thirst frenzy
Who switched off the lights?
Who came into my world and made it theirs?
The blackness is all around me
And hollow eyes penetrate my being
I’m asphyxiated as his grim hands cover my nose
And as my eyes roll back
I ask
Is this the end?
Is this how I die?
And not out of fear
I smile and giggle
I will accept my fate
I’m just a simple being
Trying to make the best of my journey
Between birth and dead
So I accept him as he tiptoes around the corner
Hideous and inconspicuous
Eyes glowing through the darkness
Fingers like tiny serpents
Hissing as they caress my body
Into a lifeless state
Copyright © Anton Mamboanesu | Year Posted 2015
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