Continuously Poems

Sprezzatura

Bleeding feet beneath the graceful dance. 
Years of practice. 

Knife blade through onion skin by Chef, 
scarred knuckles for twenty years.

Swan's neck curves like a question. 
Beneath churning continuously under water.

Brush moves across white paper in creating a marvel painting.
Decades in each stroke.

Earth spins 927,000 miles daily in creating golden light. 
No applause.

Crumpled drafts seventeen times by writer.
The final line breathes.

The Life I’ll Change

I walk through the world everyday,
Continuously wondering if my purpose is to change a life.
But what life might I be sent to change?
Will I altar the eyes of my husband when I become a wife?

Maybe if I show my mother there’s good in the world, 
She won’t be so afraid of letting me go.
Or if I tell my friend her hair looks beautiful naturally curled,
Then her own loveliness she will come to know.

I could tell a stranger “God bless” on the street-
He may go to work and change his quick-living perspective.
Maybe if I walk fast enough, I’ll have a New York minute beat,
Or maybe if I walk slower, I will make the streets less aggressive.

However, not in one existence have I seen a difference, 
For maybe the life I’m meant to change is not that of another’s.
But the life I dreaded to live with no confidence
Came to be one that, in the name of the Lord, I serve my sisters and brothers.

A Fearless Okay

An empty room filled 
with silence, 
I want to remain, 
I want to dream more. 
The wind pushes 
the window wide 
open filling the room,
no longer empty; 
yet, nobody’s there,
 
dark, cold, empty,
middle of nowhere on top 
of a hill. I can't fly 
like the flower petals over 
there. I step outside, 
and lay on grass under
a sky filled with stars. 
Maybe I can't 
reach the sky, but 
I want to stretch 
my hand out 
and still try. 
 
The stars remain eternal. 
As I walk north,
I continuously walk
among this darkness.

My happy memories haunt
me and question my
choices. I too wonder
what will become 
of me, yet

I still want to struggle,
not knowing 
which path to take, 
I now consider this
my fate,
times of sink or swim,
life surrounded
by hardships, but 
I cannot give up,
this is my fight.

Maybe I can never fly
to the sky of stars far
out of my reach, but
I still want to try.
Its only night,
the morning always 
comes,

a long journey awaits me.

Every Girl's Dream

That girl splatters her faiths in colors of adoration,
Adoration of spineless whispers carried by heavens beyond,
Beyond the biosphere where her sentiments goad to creek,
Creek tender desires into every reverie.

Reverie curtains her realm in silk and gold,
Gold resembling the narratives my girl’s yet to articulate,
Articulate by an expression that is so tender and genuine,
Genuine as the assurance of waiting so proximate.

Proximate to her emotions, a reality takes voyage,
Voyage through the stars in the velvet darkness,
Darkness bends in amity with a radiance my girl has perceived.
Perceived in the lifecycle, she’s continuously baptized her fantasy.

Poem by N. Mugisho

Inner struggle

I accepted being the third wheel
But now the fifth?
It's like I'm made out of steel
I became a myth
Still can't believe it's real
I can feel everything in my pith

I wake up everyday
Hoping it won't ever be the same
I want to stay
At the same time, I want to erase my name
Feel like I have to pay
Cuz' I am to blame
That îs the way
To slowly burn in the flame

I can no longer speak
I talk with my yes
I feel weak
Oh, what inside lies
Thought I was unique
But someone who continuously dies
Îs just a freak
That would never reach the skies
A total wreak
Even thought it tries

Numb as we can be

Numb.... Lonely
Staring at the same gloomy rain
dripping down 2 different 
window panes
over 300 miles away
Feeling alone & ashamed,
 full of regret because of how
we hehaved
but not giving up
bc this Actual, Magical,
One of a kind love
is just too unfathomable
 to not crave
its right there out of our reach,
our plans, wants & goals
 so easy to speak
but walls of fear deadlock life's gears,
 and we rolled backwards
without even realizing we were
so far gone, 
my dear
we did this together 
but you gotta honestly tell me
if climbing back up w. me by your side
is going to be too heavy
I can only love you if you let me
I need you just as much,
 You're the only one that gets me
and accepts me,
 and my damaged beyond repair, crazy drug addicted brain
we drive eachother insane
but it could be so much different 
we can be happier than ever
its an uncontrollable animal instinct 
I wish that whenever you got mad
you'd just shut up &  kiss me
before the bullet filled words
rip through my heart
& every single one hits me
like im marked with a bulls eye
all we need is stability,
but the chaos continuously emerges instantly

Never Be Over You

I knew after the longest moment we made love,
That you could be better than someone sent from above,
But soon enough you told me we weren't meant to be,
I know you had only meant to see me free:

But I sadly and sentimentally told you,
I would always love you no matter what you'll do.
I descended into a sorrow stretching beyond tomorrow,
As I continuously remember there will be no one like you.

I'll forever fondly remember your lovemaking,
The way you left my legs up in the air quivering.
I'll always be patiently longing for much more,
Even after all attempts I made to make your heart as sore.

To this day even after our time spent long apart,
I will still calculate my aim while holding this dart.
Forever praying someday you may return to me
With the intention to love me forever more eternally.

To Mama

This is for the sleepless nights you spent
thinking 'bout life's ups and downs and in betweens
For the efforts you continuously exert, though unseen
For the hungry stomach you choose to ignore
Just so on our plate you could put more

This is for the silent tears you have cried
For days when no one seems to be on your side
For the words you want to shout but chose to keep in your heart
For trying to keep things together, though it tears you apart 

For being soft but yet sturdy and strong
For making me feel, I always belong
For setting aside your youth so I could enjoy mine 
For your sweet smile even during the toughest of times

This is for your courage amidst your fears
For choosing joy despite the tears
This is for the battle you've won over the years
This is for you mom. Cheers!

Stalker

My stalker sits across inside my neighbors home he has a rekey machine to burglarise homes cars boats golf cart awaiting disabled seniors to venture out for prescription medication groceries doctors appointments he’s a mechanic she’s been stalking me for over 23 years she craves my energy my smile my joy watching my husband and I gardening we laugh continuously she hates that the most sometimes she throws dirt on our stairs the mechanic a professor burglars no sign of breaking and enter just the key hole slides out with you key rekeyed entry after 3500 in lock smiths pop a lock security cams she sits there obsessed with my energy my smile my joy

Silence Listens

Throughout all the unyielding, cacophonous clamour,
Within the intricacies of intersecting timelines,
Overwhelmingly gnawing inside even the most remote labyrinths of your mind,
Silence listens to every rapid thrash of a trepidatious heart,
Adheres to the wheezing forced from infolding lungs,
Travels from one neuron to another,
Always looking for a pathway to calm your inner demons.
But in spite of all its longings to fix the trauma-laced flames licking your soul,
Its dreams are continuously unsuccessful,
As it paradoxically gets drowned by all the nightmarish noise.

I Live Zealously Breathless

"Being alone with Spirit lifts souls with gifts of joy for hearts and light for eyes." Poet

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Whether I am embracing joy or buried in strife,
Your presence has been clear to me all of my life.
Through all years, I have sought to feel You even more
so truth continuously cements firmer within my core.
Your closeness - my awareness ~ I live zealously breathless

Whenever I need and seek precious time alone with You,
I close my eyes so all of the world leaves my view.
Focusing on a tiny white spot grows an ethereal light.
I see and feel vibrations pulsed exquisitely bright.
Your closeness - my awareness ~ I live zealously breathless

Within my chest palpitates a genuine, stupendous high
unlike any intoxication to be felt on earth's side of sky.
It is no longer air that I breathe, but Your glory I inhale.
You lovingly wrap me serene in glimpses of divine detail.
Your closeness - my awareness ~ I live zealously breathless

Flow Of Tears

     Shocked and shattered on betrayal.
     Sank in nasty dreadful dismal.
      Environ became surreal,
     as my love was true and loyal.
     Continuously tears to flow
     Didn’t know, how tears-flow to slow.

    Darkness in life to embower.
    Dropped and dried all abloom flowers 
    Curses from my fate to shower
    Each second seemed to be an hour.
    No glimpse of light even to glow.
    Confused what to do, where to go ?

   On my mind lost any control.
   Tried my best at least to console 
    my grief stricken serene soul.
    At last willpower took vital role
   Also Time acted being best healer.
   " The darkened sky stole my tears."

The Restlessness

I often lay down with restlessness wrapped around my chest,
Wild thoughts running continuously when the world sleeps,
I keep wondering where are they and what are they doing,
Why this stillness is stabbing harder than words.

Are they with someone who made them forget about me?
Do they find joy in places we used to visit?
Are they happy without me?
Are they at peace while I am stuck in the limbo of the past?

Is forgetting so easy for them,
Like brushing dust off their shoulder,
Like I was a chapter that they are so desperate to forget?
Did I mean nothing that they feel unburdened?

Then the cruel guilt rolls in,
But now I wonder if I am being selfish feeling this way.
For wanting to matter enough to be missed,
For wanting the proof that I am not the only one lost.

Poets are the ones who began the conversation, their word paving the way for philosophy

Poets are the ones who began the conversation, their word paving the way for philosophy,
Parmenides, with his poetry, laid the foundation of thought, bringing philosophy into the light of consciousness,
But then the paths diverged, poets continuing to reveal truth through metaphors and rhythms,
Memory and nostalgia woven into verses, in enjambments that flow continuously,
While philosophy created metaphysical narratives, unraveling with each deep introspection.
Plato banned poets from his Republic, creating a chasm between word and thought,
But it was a short-lived rift, for people prefer the simplicity of poetry,
Over the philosopher's monologue, which stretches like an endless shadow,
Even philosophers saw through the veil of complex jargon,
A language game so esoteric that no one could fully decipher it.
But not the poets, they continued to forge ahead, showing us the liminality of truth,
And we continue to do so, for poetry is breathed and felt,
Like an eagle sensing the weight of the air it never sees,
Only through the delicate dance between clouds and leaves, where truth reveals itself in silence.

Transferred Energy

Swimmers don't sink
until they lose ATP -
transferred energy,
warming the waters
that will soon encase them.
You are no different -
sucking in the energy 
I continuously emit.
Someday, I admit,  
you will be the warm 
waters I drown in

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