Jacinta Nabakooza Poems

Whose graves these are I think I know.
Their bodies are rotten 6 feet deep. though;
They will not see me stopping here
To envy their graves furnished up with turf and moss.
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Wings I flight in heavens blue
And clouds I hug to sleep
And sky of high was but empty
That yielded with the cry_
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The truest woman that ever eyes
beheld at their deepest joy,
Made each hand, in busiest a day
The dearness of being capable.
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Dear Age,
How are you friend?
So vast is the space between us.
Look! I am now a minute old.
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The sun's down yet night falls in so elegantly
Long, the clock will crawl
For sometimes on nights like this
the stars suspend above
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The day we shall part ways
Will come like a rainbow
which no weather forecast can foretell.
That day swift like lightening
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And if love was ever real
It'd have chiseled us blissfully
In the fantasies of our young dawn
And bondly sealed us as soulmates.
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If I was a boy,
I would pluck flowers
every dawn,
gift them to my sweet mama
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