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Joyce Wolayo Poem
Our heroes roar
There they are
Flags held high
Voices raised too high
Eyes raised so high
Heads up in the sky
The spirit of football so much
They are our heroes
To play it all
All mouths are wide open
Throats always yelling out
Our heroes truly roar
Our hearts stir to the rhythm
While we watch the ball
We widen our souls in the stadium
One world on the pitch
We catch the ball in our eyes
We all kick it
‘****in **** we goin to do it’
The cries of victory make us sane
The laughter for the goal
The red card curse
The yellow fuss
It’s in the news ;’what a hurray’
They win or lose
The heroes kick up the wind
And kick up the sun’s rays
Till the sweat reminds us of the power
We want them to get the cup for us
When they do we promise to hail them
Though not all of us can have it
Those who lose want to kill
But we remember more excitedly
It’s better than the world war three
It’s the world cup
Those who put their lips to it
Will play it and play it
Because our heroes roar! And roar!
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2014
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Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
Do you like what you see when
You look at my inquisitive face?
Sometimes I like what I see though
Sometimes it’s a scared face
Worried about my worst fears.
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
I hope you like my clear beautiful eyes
And clear stern face full of life
Because I love your clear picture that
Says it all to me whenever I look at you
Everything that I read that I am looks at me
And in that moment it’s true that
I am what I read because I see an intelligent face
I am what I eat because I see healthy eyes
Sparkling through to my soul
I see the picture so clearly it stuns me.
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
You and I are closer than friends
Closer than sisters or brothers
We are indeed closer than lovers
As a man and his wife are meant to be together, forever
I could not begin the day without your
Careful attention and help.
I could not put one foot in front of the other
Without your clear decision to let me go
Because you are more than a reflection for me
You are a careful friend for me to lean on
Who never lies to my eyes because
My eyes stare through you and see
The truth of who I am.
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
If I could sing you a song its this one I sing
If I could love you more than this I would.
Crashing glass almost looks beautiful
Because it reminds me of you
If I could look at you and see all the thoughts of men
All I would ever need would be you
If only I could because you are so perfect.
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
Do you hear my heart pumping
So softly in my body?
Do you feel the excitement am going
Through as I look at you right now?
Do you feel my self esteem as it goes up and down
Wondering if I am perfect?
Do you? Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall?
Could you for one moment forget you are
An object and talk to me?
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
You who never dies, could live then to see
My great great great great greater grand children
And even see more days than I have seen
Could you have wished to be me for one day?
If you did, I would feel more perfect
Seeing through you,
I see life in its perfection
And truth un altered
Undestroyed or tampered with.
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2015
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Womb starts bulging oh no
Like a balloon you look on
As it bursts into life
Splintering my weak nerves on no
Pressing my nervous muscles oh no
Melting my bones oh no I say
Oh no, just not yet for this
Oh no, just not yet honey
Children are a gift from God!
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2015
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I want to hold it
I want to kiss it
My souvenir of love
I want to press my face on it
To bring me luck
To bring me joy
To bring me love
My silver plate of love
Like a medal and
Like a Grammy statue
Sweet as success
Bright as gold
My silver plate
It’s better than sex
It’s better than wine
It as good as love
To cherish my life as
A dream comes true
Everything on my silver plate
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2015
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Joyce Wolayo Poem
WHY I LOVE YOU
I got a reason to be with you
I got the feeling I want you
And I got the feeling I should be with you
Because wanting you satisfies me
And loving you shows me who you are
Because the reason I need you is
No one loves me the way you do
If woke late at night frightened
I would put my head beneath your chest
I would press my body close to your heart
To feel the warmth of your embrace
It is because you remind me deeply of
The vows that were once said by a priest;
That if two people loved eachother
Then only death do them part.
Your love reminds me of the promise;
When two lovers meet and trust
It is like the galaxy in the sky
That shimmers the night into full bloom.
The beauty of your love grown so soft
Slides smoothly like a kiss
On my breast firmly imprinted
By your loving caress that touches the soul.
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2013
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Having an affair with my ex
Reminds me that he was mine before
Before he loved me so much and even
After I have not ceased to want him
As long as he wants me
Our feelings are like the feelings of
Two disobedient children on a play ground
The steamy feeling of attraction still exists
When we see each other, its an affair
Which is like a baking velvet womb and
A churning wind in the desert
That holds me like a plague
It’s a ready atomic bomb about to
Wipe a whole country out
Its scented with guilty pleasure
That drives one to an emotional jail and
Brings all clear thinking to a stand still
Its inception and subsistence costs a lot
Some shillings in the bank
And can lead to bankruptcy
Bound to end in disaster when we can’t stay
We stay exes and agree to keep the hidden longing
And a bitter secret stirring wildly
In a deep sea of emotions
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2014
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Zebras gallop in the distance reminding me of your love
Always on my mind when I need you
Inside my heart and body like a gallant giraffe
Nothing and no one could love me like you.
Zest doesn’t catch a fly but I would catch you
All around me it is a heaven you created
Impenetrable with no illusions, it’s us, you and me
Never looking back, your smile is a kiss Zain.
Zoom in like a camera, always and I will always say;
Amen with me and let it be forever, always my love
Inseparable as the sky and the moon
No one could change these feelings in a billion years.
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2015
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God speaks to me
I listen with my ear to the ground
It's my heart beat beating fast.
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2015
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Joyce Wolayo Poem
His colours are usually red
Which stands for brotherhood
White which stands for purity and honesty
Blue which stands for love and good luck
However when I saw him recently
His colours had changed
They pierced my eye sight and hurt my pride
His colour had become a terrible nightmare to me
The colours were black
For a darkened hurt inside him
He was grey the colour of a turning
Storm ready to explode in my face
It was also yellow in his face
Like a bomb just exploded and left
In its wake a heap of burning debris
I did not expect to find a mysterious friend
Turned into a real monkey
Into an enemy
Into a fool
He was no more.
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2015
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A feast of the intelligent on simple minds
The gathering sends alarms to my ears
I wonder what the world is soon coming to
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2015
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