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Best Poems Written by Walter Keyombe Muzembi

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Let Me

Let me, let me tell you a story Of my younger brother In the dark seas in diaspora of the broken That only needs the attention of the chosen Let me, let tell you a story He was born a man with sanity He was born a man with serenity He was born a man with humanity. Let me, let me tell you a story He was baptized in the name of thy cross But he rebelled it all To a fearful shrine in the night of the ball Let me, let me tell you a story He was bathed on the bleeding nature Homeless, hopeless and penniless Maybe is a reason he become the ruthless Let me, let me tell you a story He bows for gods under ocean of nobility He was worships on the altar of mortality Through fire of the spirits that hates the trinity Let me, let tell you a story He is a flying cobra on its pinnacle Inducted by the blood of the oracle And a burning venom in unseen world Let me, let me tell you a story He takes the blood and flesh for loyalty To discover, to develop, to deliver the calamity In the Christianity valley that he trips through serpent Let me, let me tell you a story It's a denomination of the magical spell And he strongly believes its radical hell That only needs the blood of the Almighty. Let me, let me tell you a story He explores the shores of the dark land To fish the ambassadors as per command So take care you may not fall in this snare. Let me, let me tell you a story That is all of my younger brother If you meet him anywhere as a father Please tell him God still loves him.

Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011



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Lost

Here we see love once lost in the tumbles,

Coming swiftly from above the skies,

Towards the sea we lodged in rain of just,

To warm cherish our thoughts to sail by lust,

Beneath our souls to the garden of blues.


Here now we find get it from the clouds,

Thy long wounded broken love needs change,

On the sea sailed with oath to hold,

With tireless returns it blossoms for unfold,

Where untamed it stands naturally to glow.

 
Here its some miles we came shipping,

Seeking such love we had in those tender hoods,

Thy loves once threaten and loosened,

Certainly lost and now strangely contained,

To refine and to renew it once it smells olds.

 
Here magically risen to conquer ‘n to sooth,

Every injured feeling within for victory,

Underneath the flowers to tread by candle,

With every hope in the living hearts to handle,

Beneath our souls to the garden of blues.

Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011

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My Sweet Valentine

You are my sweet valentine of my heart,
A valentine to be sang by the violin, 
A valentine to fly beyond the tranquil, 
Till the valleys flowers catches the flow,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon!

I tried my strings to toss you,
But I found its unworthy to let it varnish, 
Cos you are a signet bestowed within the statue,
To resole my heart broken by a thrash,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon!

You are my sweet valentine of my heart,
A valentine of a bird longs to twitter,
A valentine of a starling waits to mimic with charm,
Till the rain of romance quench my hair burned,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon! 

I went to the gardens lawns to search,
But I found none even on the leaf,
Cos you are sublime and sealed unto my veins
To subdue my loneliness into happiness,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon!

Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011

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Call To Peace

Let the trees whistle,
Span its branches and grow in peace
Let memories stay,
Leave seasons of laughter 
To reunite our hearts in peace
Let the stars glow,
Lit its path and shine in peace
Let the dove fly,
Flap its wing, with an olive leaf in peace
Let the Lord decide, 
Squash the devil and live in peace
Let the white pry its ground,
Snooze its nose in dire rebels camp
and call to peace
Let the cock crow,
Awake the sun, so we dwell in peace
Disapprove of these times,
of conflicts, 
wars,
recession,
poverty,
unemployment,
And help
Mend the wounds,
Heal the scars,
Fight the course,
For peace to reign.

Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011


Book: Shattered Sighs