Flying Memories-Collaboration With Miosha Simons, John Fihijin&Gaylord Munemo Poem by donald kuutsi

Was this a blessing or a lesson?
Where did l go wrong l wonder? Time was so ruthless separating us from our destiny and buried our hopes
Happiness sneaked out through the door l didn't know l left it unclosed here l m, alone lying on a cold ground, struggling to nurse my heart as l try to move on but memories are drawing me back and my heart is filled with pain as l have fallen somehow feet off onto the ground from the paradise we used to enjoy as your love was the only hope that kept raining down on my soul quenching the thirsty that was inside my heart as your love was a seasonal fruit at all times within the reach of my hands and heart,
[MIOSHA SIMONS]
It was never easy to let go
Even with only emptiness left to show
And when the passion had finally died
And the flames became hurtingly cold
And our love was degenerated to ashes
And there was nothing left
I still endeavoured to hold on to that nothing left
And kept my poor burning heart..
With my mind playin a melody of all our
Flying memories
[JOHN FIHIJIN]
We walked like strangers today
Yet like lovers yesterday,
In the gardens I found you not,
In history yet you over exist,
We lost our way my lover,
No one is catching my fall
Your existence only in flying memories
[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
Was it desire or respire,
Burying the hatchet yet some spirit resurrecting it completely desolated in the pit of melancholy ‘
A place where realization marries uncertain imagination,
You have gone, l searched for you yet l found my self
Tears rolling down my innocent cheeks,
Yet my heart flooded with guilt,
Me in soliloquies, us flying in memories