Dreams Poem by Thokozani Zilowereza
Dreams
Dreams! ! ! ! !
Why do l hear drums in my dreams?
like the screaming of a woman
running away from the falling cockroach on her thighs
Whom when the days were young and free
She was called Mai Gulu
All because of the multitude of sons and daughters
That surrounds her like a queen mother
Dreams! ! ! !
Why do l hear drums in my dreams?
that feeds away like the sobbing of a bittern wife that faints
Who is left alone in that thatched house that leaks
Looking out to all directions
Hoping to see that child whom she has ever breast feeds
When all they says is am busy
not even to pick a call from their mothers
when times and seasons have changed
Dreams! ! ! !
Why do l hear drums in my dreams?
Like the sound of drums in her empty stomach
All because day in day out with nothing to eat
when her sons and daughters are busy throwing
bread to the dogs and pigs
enjoying there moments with the lovers of their youth
Forgetting the days when they were young and hopeless
Clinging to the endless love of the mothers
Dreams! ! ! !
Why do l hear drums in my dreams?
like the slapping of the chest of that woman
who couldn't believe her sons and daughters
whom she raised and teach how to wall and talk
Has totally forget the breast they feed on to grow
All because of the pressures of this world
But remember my son
When you cry l cry too
When you were sick l way always there for you
My daughter was l not the one, who taught you how to cook?
was l not the one who teaches you how to handle that man?
l choose not to eat all that you can learn
l choose to sell out my treasures that at list one day
you shall be my helping hand
Dreams! ! ! !
why do l hear drums in my dream?
Like the cry of that son and daughter
whom now have remembered the importance's
of her mother, when she has long gone
to the world of the dead
with there flowers on her grave
with regrets and shame all over there faces
DREAMS! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
beautiful starting poem///welcome always to the kingdom of poems and poetic expression///
True educative poem how we should treat and love our MOTHER. True alliterative and a treasure to read. Congratulations on being chosen as The Member Poem Of The Day, today Monday 3 Feb 2020. God's Blessings in Abundance for you and your beloved family, best wishes Sylvia Frances Chan, Dutch poetess, evangelist and world traveler. A 10++++++for the poem.
Mother, a reality that has no comparison is sometimes left alone by the children in the old house where they are born and beought up. She is remembered for her love and sacrifices only when she is dead. Great poem. Congratulations dear poet
An excellent poem depicting the story of a mother and (ungrateful?) children with unparalleled mastery! Congratulations to the poet!
Thank you PoemHunter for giving Thokozani this opportunity being Poem of the Day. I am sure it will keep her smiling for some time. A heartfelt poem.
I thank you for these beautiful and thought provoking words. I too wonder and wake with questions. Its a fast world and suddenly you have time to think often regret. I wish you well. Keep smiling.
Very effective poem. Pressures of new life have created many new problems. Lonliness and break of family ties are the saddest ills of our social affairs.
Loneliness! ! ! Why do i hear drums in my Dreams? ! Sadness! After a mother taking care of her children; Being grown ups today without helping her. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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superb and heart touching poem on Mother beautiful expression fro mother Mother the crowned gift from Almighty for every child for seeking delusional palace and dreamy place we forget every step of motherly mercy and after all we have to come back to motherly remembrance as failure and broken heart; Mother maybe bless from the unknown world smiling ///