Peter Daniel Phiri
Biography of Peter Daniel Phiri
Peter Daniel Phiri Poems
If I Find Time, I Will Love You
I'm a hustler, I have to keep moving. Money is my business, yours is loving me. Don't place too much hope on eyeing another eclipse, It may take a lifetime.
A Sacrifice For Love
In plight of loving you, I bleed, And willingly surrender my self to death. For with death,
An Orphan Unto Love
You say you are an orphan unto life, .. But I'm an orphan unto love. You refuse to give me another chance, But soon you will be my past;
Unfortunately, I will not stop, Across Africa, I will travel with this African face, My African pride, And my African story.
He dumped you and left you torpsy-turvy on the ground. But I will pick you up like a diamond soaked in mud. My love shall rain upon your traculant state, My noble heart shall gently touch yours in tatters;
This poem is dedicated to you, My love, For so many things you don't understand, So many nitigrities I have no power to explain.
I believe in the greater calling, I believe I can change the world. I am a voice of hope, A voice of encouragement,
Don't put on that sorry face because you are leaving me, I'm happy for you. For whatever makes you happy, Makes me happy as well.
We Are The Future
I bring new life and hope like a spring season, When your love is dying, my undying love is even, Like a chain, I'm the one who holds families together. My love is eternal, it will cause your storms to weather;
The harder the fight, the nearer the victory. I keep chasing my dream, but like a butterfly, It whimsicals, too bad I can't fly. My beauty stays intact, but the world has turned ugly.
All I Want For Christmas
Tick tick, my heart beats together with my watch, Counting down the time, my spirit can't wait for a new year; for new joys and accomplishments. I heard Santa is coming, So I await here on my window panting and anticipating.
Aids Caught Me By Surprise
Your pain hides somewhere in my heart, How can I pull you up, when I'm falling down? I'm poised to lose this fight,
Without you, my love, I'm just a fading dream, A fallen star, and a mortal angel.
Unfortunately we will not retire, Across Afrika, we continue to inspire, With this African trophy, Our national achievement;
Can We Bury This Love?
After some time, a bird leaves the nest,
And petulantly flies away just like the rest.
So am I suffocating you?
You say you need time and space to breathe;
Yet strangly, you look at me with a drooping face as I leave.
Beyond your eyes glitters wonderland,
Give me a spade, let's bury this love before I go mad.
Whither shall I wander? Eden or Dreamland?