Philip Mutuku Poems

Victim of despondency,
I run to desolation
I cannot bare the transparency
and shame of the situation.
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So silent,
I could hear your hearts tear drops
as they fell; you were in pain.
In vain, you forced a bright face.
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When I look at you,
I get a heart ache.
Bad memories of that night,
give me a headache.
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Trying to think, I hit a dead end,
an emptiness I'm yet to comprehend,
I lack morale and mood,
I'm sure not feeling good.
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How I soiled my repute,
how my heart was thorned,
with confused mood dispute,
my joy down toned.
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He lived a book,
and always wore the same look,
of worry and mourn,
from dusk to dawn.
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I shed a tear,
from what sight shows.
you are no more dear,
soul away flows,
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Heaven is ours all.

God listens, hears, loves
and minds us all
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