Poetry Series
Tendekai Mugonda
- poems -
fading colours
Its like dying of a deadly, plague sorrow have, become a companion.
A kiss from a chameleon it, wont touch your lips, without fading your, colours.
Time as a killer watching,
belief turning into myth.
It is like an old man white, hair showing proof of, wiseness yet still in the, web of
foolishness he, speak.
A palace made for kings,
yet inherited by servants.
Mind filled with rainbow, when the eyes are colour, blind.
Its all about fading colours that are more colourful in, everyone's fantasy
Tendekai Mugonda
3
God's love
God's love is like a stream, it softens the hardest, rocks.
It gives life to different, species of fish.
It gives frogs a new song, to sing.
And maintains growth of, shrubs on the bank.
Such is God's love
Tendekai Mugonda
4
It mean what it just means
They say you are mean, but did not i mean what i mean. Do you
understand what i mean. It is supposed to mean what it means
You may say it is mean, but it just mean what it means. I hope you understand the
meaning of what it means. Maybe its meaningless but it just mean what it means.
Does it mean what it really means. The meaning of it, is meaninful
if we just really know what it means. If i know what it means does not mean
iam mean. Lets say iam mean but iam the only one who know what it means.
Hence it mean what it just means or it means what it just mean.
Tendekai Mugonda
5
Mildred
She is everything iam not.
She is a secret a fantasy, that lives in my heart.
I would cherish more if, she only remains my secret.
She my everything and, yet she knows nothing of it.
Oh Mildred you are like a rose that grows on, concrete.
You are the definition of, word perfect.
Your tender beauty is, enriched by a warm,
welcoming smile.
Its hard to lose you when, i dont even have you.
You are so calm yet iam, not at peace.
Iam so thirsty of your, thirsty desire of your, warm kiss touching the, tip of my lips
Tendekai Mugonda
6
My cause my beauty
In all my life i have never, felt so weak.
Iam left tongue tied with, no words to speak.
Some say it is love but to, me it is beyond.
No gift can explain what, iam feeling in my bone.
God created me for only, your satisfaction.
It burns inside my heart, like a fire of desperation.
She is not a goddess but, a fairtale that live in my, fantasy.
Yet iam the story teller of, her ancient story her beauty
Maybe its curses of your, beauty that haunts me of, loving you foreever.
My cause you make a child, turn into a warrior and a blind man to go to war to die for
honour
Tendekai Mugonda
7
No men's land
It is a place where words, cannot explain feelings.
A place where life is equal, for the poor and rich.
Where love is strange and, hate does not exist
.
There is no difference, between nine and six.
Where fantasy lies in the, heart and passion comes, from the heart.
A place out of reach, beyond a very word too, smart
Where ending a story is, the only way to start.
Tendekai Mugonda
8
Such as life
Have you ever come across the time the effect of life become effectless. The
last moment you need hope you become hopeless. In your heart you could feel the
emptyness. When yesterday was the only day you could had felt the happiness.
Tendekai Mugonda
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