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Brian Nyangweso Poem
There's a time to grin,
A time to be sad,
To distort all sin,
And sneer to all i had.
smiles of a swollen heart,
honey tasting more sour,
you just tore an innocent heart,
that spent years in the shower.
trying to forget,
trying to pull apart,
memories collect,
stress growing fat.
there's a time for everything,
but this aint a good one,
moods swing and swing,
a strong faith will land you a good one.
a shaken future,
with an undying past,
all mirror to nature,
and life panting fast.
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Dine thee my hunger,
ponder upon the little pleasure,
in darkness fearless like a lone ranger,
get hold of strength to any measure,
Life's full of success,
and problems miss not a pose,
feelings could put you in a mess,
n your birth suit ready to disclose.
lick your pepper n match away,
down the truth n know that..,
comprehended nectar will stay,
until worked upon with the thought!
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Time sleeps not,
Ticking second by second,
Coming days wait not,
... Walking like a second and another...
Years come and go,
Decades pass me buy,
And my hair in different shades aboard,
Close to "dust going back to dust" day...
time is running out friends
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point not a finger,
when a dark cloud roves around us,
wild thoughts linger,
evil hearts waiting to throw a bomb on us.
take charge as your own,
for several still smile back at you,
your right as your responsibility,
... and goodness will sail back to you.
a healthy world is me and you,
a green breathe surrounding you,
for long we'll starve in poverty,
unless your care is beyond the possibility.
point not a finger,
when able is your second name,
generations await in the docket,
we fail to act we are to blame.
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confronts in the wee day,
street urchins stole my green paper,
spent the night in the pricky hay,
seeping dew on the near tree-pepper.
broken pieces of a poor heart,
swollen feet tasted enough miles,
and when the day is yet to break apart,
you distort all that make me smile.
a bet, bet for the best,
i gambled, only to gain the grave,
used all the power for all the rest,
and now am left with no coin to save.
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my heart is now a stone,
all the good times are now gone,
in darkness am all alone,
out of my mouth yapping a bitter tone.
i don't know how to put it,
but here is my cake, as well have it,
am a rag before your holly eyes,
cant believe the past ages you've fed me with lies.
seeing a man cry,
leaves the world asking why,
the experienced only sigh,
for they have learnt to let anything live or die.
cross the river and ask me,
for below earth is where i wish I'd be,
where there are no emotions,
but only the truth n all confessions.
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a portion of courage is leading me,
i have written enough letters,
if you hear these solemn words know its me,
the sun has scotched all the nectar.
am surrounded by an outwit debt of promise,
that to the grave my heart will still keep,
and as dew starts to form on my eyes,
... i know you too will keep.
how do i say i miss you,
when each time you call i sink into idle tears,
the sensation in your voice,
and the images of your beauty seem to sever for years.
i wish i'd see the garden of flowers in your eyes,
maybe the rock of truth will sink,
that the new skins on my broken heart is a world of lies,
and is ending in the next blink.
i cant lie that i am ok,
when a deep loneliness has swept me,
come and be by me, my love,
and complete my world....
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sing me my song,
traffic is hell on me,
long day all along,
dozing is what i feel.
sweet lullaby sweet lullaby,
be by me on this snarl up,
your melody my now sweet pie,
after a tiresome long day full of mishaps.
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wash my soul with love,
and i will clean you emotions with sweet fragrance,
let me feed on the abundance of your jolly smile,
for the beauty of your face has swept my mind
your pillowy boobs looking at me,
and my teary eyes shying away,
tickling love dripping off me,
if only she could swing sweetness of it all my way.
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