Paul Mwenelupembe


Anxiety - Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

What makes me worring?
This takes me, my joy, away from me
It has alot to say
It says you worry

I worry indeed when I add
So anxious, distruptive, so bad
And I become angry
And angry like a hungry lion

I worry indeed when I subtract
So desperate, so blink, so submerged
And doubt, doubting about myself
And this is the point of losing faith
Completely I leave the sea of life

I worry indeed when I muiltiply
So holding fears, so imaginative,
so quantified
And up the heaven of hell
And falling, I become afraid,
Afraid of myself

I worry indeed when I devide
My days into days of future dividends
up again I leave, and forgate
And I become forgotten
Indeed God is my observer,
my judge


Poet's Notes about The Poem

We worry in so many ways about our lives. We forgate that God is in control of everything. So this poem explores all ways in which we might involve ourselves in the Anxiety thing. Stop worrying and pray for everything...08/11/2012

Comments about Anxiety by Paul Mwenelupembe

  • Rookie - 26 Points Anita Sehgal (11/11/2012 10:21:00 AM)

    mathematical way of exploring emotions.. great! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 24 Points Yoonoos Peerbocus (11/9/2012 8:15:00 PM)

    a very appealing topic, related to anybody/i find it deep to ponder on (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 8, 2012



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