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Brian Mwangi Poem
I was used to chasing the sun
Gone with each new turn
Like the wind wild and free
Living untamed I was the sea
The world at my feet not a single care
In a world full of worries, I was rare
The emptiness inside a mere blight
For I had no equal I was like light
Gone faster than a whisper
Now you got me in a twister
I’d rather be bound to you
Than gone with sunrise like dew.
Life is like a hurricane, fed on joy
Without it we wither and grow coy
Consumed from within yet strong without
Love is like a temporary madness
It erupts like an earthquake
When it does, you have to make a decision
To decide if your roots are so entwined
That you can’t live apart.
Or like a rose in winter
Fade away and wither, leaving questions
Memories and possibilities
And nothingness, emptiness.
Copyright © Brian Mwangi | Year Posted 2016
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Brian Mwangi Poem
They thought us kings, demi-gods
We were unique, wild and free
Daring to go where no others have
Reaching for the farthest stars, dreaming
Of life and its endless possibilities
Living for now, tomorrow is but a sweet dream.
It’s been too long since those days
The long cold nights, star-struck
When we were young and dumb
Now we are all grown up
Or are we less of who we wanted
And more like the world we live?
I can’t put a finger on it
Yet I can’t help but wonder
Did we give up the best of us?
For something that doesn’t satisfy
Still we yearn to be free and wild
For how long though?
Growing up and growing old
Are the two linked? Are they the same?
Can the child you were recognize the adult?
We have no fate but what we make
Look not back, for then you are lost
Life like time waits for no one
So too does the world
But it’s okay to be different
It’s the essence of humanity.
Copyright © Brian Mwangi | Year Posted 2016
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Brian Mwangi Poem
How I wish I could make you see
The thought in my head, endless as the sea
How I wish I could make you understand
Without you I cannot stand
How I wish I could make it easy
To care for this wretch, silly.
I could spend a thousand years
Shed my very last tears
Yet this I cannot change nor end
For this is the unseen bend
That last corner before home
The stone that crushed Rome.
You are the straw that broke
Crushed an empire in a single stroke
The one I cannot forget
For that I have no regret
We are the sea and the moon
Bonded, together the only path to boon.
Copyright © Brian Mwangi | Year Posted 2016
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