Gaylord Munemo

Rookie - 135 Points (20 May 1991 / Masvingo)

Many And Plenty - Poem by Gaylord Munemo

The things not done are many,
The words never said are still plenty,
The walls not painted are many,
The paths not walked are plenty,
Many and plenty are things we never did

We faded without doing plenty,
We drained without doing many,
The things to do are still plenty,
The places to go are still many,
Many and plenty are things we never did

These are things we wont become,
Yet things we always wished to be,
These are things we will never say,
Yet things we always wished to say,
These places we will never be,
Yet places we always hoped to be,
Out of the multitude of our hopes,
Futility became the frightful fate,
Many and plenty, futile and frightful

Plenty are the things I still want to say,
Plenty are things I still want to do,
Many are walls I still want to paint,
Many are places I still want to go lost lover,

Yet 'I miss you' is not what I want to say,
Yet garden of roses is not where I want to be,
Yet a picture of us is not what I want to paint
Yet loving you is not what I ever want to do


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 1, 2013


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