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Zambia Poems - Poems about Zambia

Sounds of Birth
Today, this of ours, arrived. Fragile, nameless and, yet deeply adored. Nine months of anticipation and care, Culminate in this precious moment shared. The first warm rays of a mellow sunrise, Illuminate the face so pure and divine. The sweet scent of daffodils fills the air, As joyful tears and laughter echo off the pink plastered walls. In this vivid, scent-filled room of...

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Categories: zambia, anxiety, baby, birth, birthday,
Form: Free verse
The Funeral Home
My footsteps changed and there upon stood this wide ostensibly simple wooden door which laid open such that I could see the comparatively dim candle lights on the alter. With my every heart beating sound, I approached cautiously with a rather uncertain foot step towards that alter. I could not but hold back the feeling...

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Categories: zambia, courage, death, death of
Form: Free verse



A Silent Goodbye
THIS is to remember my dear old friend Memories I have, fading away I walk on this road that has no end In search of my friend, in a hopeless way. I listen to bird songs in distant lands To which my silent applause, brings me a tear On this dreary dark night, I wish you could hold my hands, And...

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Categories: zambia, best friend, farewell, friend,
Form: Rhyme
Deception
Through the cold night I think of the homeless bird seeking shelter under my roof There's room for the twittering avian A warm space by the ceilings Not an imposition if the night is as calm as the silver moon that sneak past a dark cloud And so this, a companion to accompany me through the gaping holes of my endless...

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Categories: zambia, cheer up, dark, depression,
Form: Free verse
The Cost of Zambia's Pettifoggery
We are quarreling over a graveyard of great ideas Wandering under skies filled with flying political spears Ideas are rotting under the soils dug by the unscrupulous We buried our true identity and our mourning is pretentious The commoners with good intentions are called riffraffs The undereducated with concerns are labeled bellyachers The elite have a sense of entitlement that exceeds...

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Categories: zambia, abuse, africa, anger, political,
Form: Rhyme



Kill the Corrupt Rats
Cookery is slavery if you don’t partake of the meal It becomes foolery if you keep settling the bill It is misery if you repeat the drill Familiarity leads to rats chilling in the grill Employment is exploitation if you can’t get a fair deal It becomes poverty if you keep taking the pill It is deprivation with tax deductions on...

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Categories: zambia, absence, africa, change, corruption,
Form: Rhyme
The Famous Expedition
A garden beneath the soaring sunrise- Somewhere in nowhere Lingers on~ in no-mans' land A Majestic and glamorous scene- A master piece with a picture green- Landmarked with meadows within that nowhere- Watered with blue waters perfumed in streams of gold. Inconspicuous on a mystical terrain- Lying hidden from the curious men That explorers, wouldn't rather refrain....

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Categories: zambia, 12th grade, adventure, art,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
My Family Tree
If I could have one tree in the garden It'd be a sculpted tree with white roses The women, Beautiful and elegant in their stature, would be the white roses that blossom earnestly. Like branches frolicking in the twisting wind, the men would solemnly standout And I would be like a humble branch that has yet to bear fruit. My ancestors,...

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Categories: zambia, africa, children, community, dad,
Form: Narrative
Nightfall
As the night falls from interstices of burning clouds, lumbering through the broad sky like grazing herds of sheep There comes a great forlornness through the deep forests of Zambia. Land marked by Withered Tallowwood branches, that once covered the fiery red sun. The bayou, with dry river beds sleeping all the more calmly than hibernating Owls~ Looking...

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Categories: zambia, 1st grade, animal, extended
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
In Dispraise of Poetry
Guilty as charged they passed on the verdict As the prisoner who had been accused of an atrocity, stood before the jury. It comprised of not more than three panel of judges. The eldest judge with white curly hair that rested upon his shoulders. The prisoner, Innocent as the first born sons of Egypt on a merciless night; He...

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Categories: zambia, corruption, cry, freedom, judgement,
Form: Political Verse
Wall of Silence
My courtesy name passed down through generations, I bear the marker of an outstanding exultation. Though sometimes I wonder if they were tall as I am. Board as a leader, Fierce and humble in person. Sometimes me thinks, the curiosity gives an innocuous valour. This is so, I perceive Praising and imaging them heroes in their own accord. Does my...

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Categories: zambia, africa, birthday, character, childhood,
Form: Personification
Silent As the Tomb
In silence in dreams' Projections, Returning, Resuming, I thread my way through my dreams; The hurt and wounded, I pacify with a soothing hand, I sit by the restless all the dark night, Some so young, some suffer so much, I recall the experience sad. Sad because a few had lived to tell the tale, Sweet because I had to...

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Categories: zambia, africa, birth, childhood, growing
Form: Narrative
The Blind Poet
I was able to walk a mile at the age of 4 A gravel road in the night, cold with a breath of silence. Holding tight to that familiar cloth, the only trust that I wore from birth. I have it still. It keeps me warm and guides my dreams along other paths, only that this time, I walk...

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Categories: zambia, boy, childhood, endurance, extended
Form: Bio
The Saddest Portrait
SEEING through the window, are clouds which move slow or maybe the dozing fellow has decided to recall of the vibrant days as he digs deep into his bag of memories Alas! He's all left alone now Everything has gone; tears have gone too... All his left with is a rocking chair and an old radio from...

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Categories: zambia, africa, anniversary, dad, depression,
Form: Imagism
The Stray
IT WAS a dreary February day That melancholy walk by the park with a blue morning And a cloudless sky. Alas! I met a stray puppy, effulgent with disproportionately large blue eyes. It was fair, furry, dainty and round I thought--- It looked helpless to a lesser extent than I was that day, Nay; --- curious and shy (In-need of...

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Categories: zambia, africa, care, dog, emotions,
Form: Imagism

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