Norman Mukwakwami Poems

5 years from now,
I'll look back at today.
I'l wish I never kept a diary.
For when I'l read today's entry,
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There is a love that does not die
A love that whispers
A small still voice
Easily ignored
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Tis not that what you can change
Rather tis what you cannot,
That matters most.
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Many a dark night,
I have gazed at the stars and thought of you.
Ruminating on memories
On haunting images
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Why? she asks,
Why do you always write about love?
A mischievous smile creases her face.
Arms across her ample chest.
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At least once in life,
You have that lover,
No!
Not the romantic,
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If I could fall into the sky,
Would time pass me by?
As i sat astride angry, grew clouds?
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I never truly understood true love,
Til now.
Looking into your eyes,
Those beautiful eyes,
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If I could paint our love's portrait,
And in water-colour,
Express what joy it brings me,
I would paint last evening's sunset.
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Was it the allure of magic?
Or were my senses simply heightened by sheer boredom,
By the tedious monotony of life?
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