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Tinashe Chipenyu Poem
I am patently smitten
With utmost contempt ,they treat any mention of its reality
The realm of the illusory is its permanent abode
Its at best transient , an ephemeral indulgence ,
A violet on a morbid pathway
The ill-fated roadside plant whose demise is lurking in the shadows.
A facade ,an imaginary concept birthed out of delusion and denial
Disapproval and detest permiate the dense air
whenever the subject comes up
The thickness ,stifling the atmosphere of any remaining residues of hope
Intense apprehension carved from a litany of painful experiences
But what's the essence of life if not the defiance of history? -
The obliteration of barriers thought impervious?,
The erection of walls long believed
to be figments of overambitious imaginations ?,
The charting of venturesome trails in the perilous jungle?
Don't you just love it when you see tables turn ?
Isn't it a sight to cherish when the applecart gets upset?
I am utterly smitten ,
by that penetrating ,self assured gaze -Impeccable as ever
Cascading through my being like African okra in an enamel plate
Fluid and engrossing
The ravishing smile , aggressively addictive ,
which almost always succeeds in changing the climate in my spine
The lips which drip unfettered mellifluousness,
A song without want of both depth and sweetness
Something that only such a golden soul can exude
The archetype of perfection ..
Like a gazelle in the Savanna plains ,
grace and elegance attends her gait always
This is where even the most intransigent hearts ,
are rendered malleable and ductile
And utter patency becomes the heart's portion
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Tinashe Chipenyu Poem
Look intently into that apple tree
What do you see?
Lo and Behold , a swarm of bees
Something writhes and slithers,
Boomslang!!!!!
Wait ,is it even a snake or just a rope?
Where have you ever seen a writhing rope?
But the winds are coming in quite hard
Well ,the rope could have fallen but never mind
A lot of rotten apples
Are you kidding me ?
And I think I have actually spotted a ripe orange
Oh my insolent head is playing weird games with me
The leaves look luminous
The glowing sheen so extravagant
But it depends on the side you are looking from
Take a couple of steps to the left,
It all becomes gloomy and lugubrious again
But who cares about the other side?
Aren't the riches of the better side enough?
Life is too short
The agile black cat runs up the tree
It must have been attracted by this sweet savour
There is no other reason he could have climbed up that quick
But aren't cats extremely nimble climbers always ?
And wait ,do cats have a similar sense of smell to humans?
Are we even drawn to the same things ?
Oh silly me ,there is a snake in the tree
But wait ,Did i confirm if it is really a snake?
It might just be a rope
A slithering rope my guy?
Must be a very strange rope indeed
Well ,whatever the puzzle continues
Why am I worried about the cat and the snake anyway?
Shouldn't I be focusing on the bigger picture?
Surely I deserve a slap on the wrist at least
But no ,Is it my problem that my curiosity is out of control?
Can I control my mind's rampant wanderings ?
The apple tree , seems unbothered by the extravaganza around it
For a split second ,I could bet my whole fortune
a trickle of rain fell on my head
Am I only saying this because I actually don't have even a single dollar?
No , I don't want to imagine what you think could have happened
It will ruin my drea...
Did I just say dream ?
Yeah ,you should have told me this was too silly to be real
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They called my friend and I over
The atmosphere was mad tense
Peril floated nimbly in the crisp air
Bloody pictures messed with our imagination
"Terrorists wanted list ,give us your names"
Imagine the shock and unfettered terror .
We gave them our names ,and they drove off or is it cycled?
Apparently they had been watching us for a while
In the land 'Terrorist' meant everyone who didn't agree with the
powers that be it appeared
One friend joined us ,inebriated to the gills
Absolute shocker!!! The guy had always been the pinnacle of sobriety
Seeing his name added to the "Terrorist list" had taken it toll on him
Fear gripped us like prey on the hyena's jaws
Unprecedented levels of reign of terror being unleashed .
"Never walk together again ,Ever.They will think you are plotting"
One 'Good Samaritan chipped in
So we separated with my friend ,the air was getting denser by the minute
They had succeeded yet again in instilling fear In us
In making themselves Invincible in our eyes
Why are we always on the shallow end of the pool?
Five steps ahead of us they always seem
But we shall overcome
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Insolent and ebullient ,
The thistles and thorns proliferate
In the wake of the roses' spectacular demise -
ruthlessly cut down in its prime
Eyes misty , yearning for the vivacity of yesteryears
Reminiscence of glory days
Paling into oblivion in the light of hostile reality
Shoulders weary from propping up the universe's punitive weight
Smiles contrived and wry ,
Dismal in their attempts to hide the heart's wistfulness
Like a mother in agony who has to be strong for her children.
Giddy gaits ,tell a story of incessant kicking against the current
Brittle sweat dripping from subjugated brows
Like a War hero disgraced ,
Years of noble sacrifice wilt away in ignominy
Obliterated from all conversations of consequence
Voices raspy from continuous shouting into sealed ears
Knuckles charcoal black from relentless knocking on silent doors
Like a mud hut under the barrage of a tropical cyclone ,
Self esteem threatens to cave in
Forlorn in a world, ferocious and rapacious
Like a juvenile bushbuck ,being preyed upon by a pack of spotted hyenas
Utterly flummoxed by the dense air of perilousness.
Uncertainty ,anxiety ,fear ,
The price for wading into unfamiliar waters
Like an inexperienced sailor in tempestuous seas
Its a battle against insurmountable odds
Adulthood
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