Paul Mwenelupembe


Ngara Fishing Ground - Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

From Ngara fishing ground emits the fish of sweets
Bliss of peace embodied in the best God's eyes
Seated curvedly coats, the fish blossoming swifts kisses
A mother of swift's variety shows imposed by the author's ices
Mud of hospitable wells, well vested in the giggling land
On top of the tree sighs ADMARC and air circles the monster
Propeller of funs and only poet fully embraced in her hand
While down the roots, rests the colorful coves of bay's roaster
Gruesome birds swimming in the fresh seashes
And assembles lodges, pots of green, supper natural Ngara's love
The fishing ground of blue breeze mesmerizing fishing cells
Eminent emerald of Ngara Empire, in the mother nature's dove
The hottest ceramic, humid welcome, plays its role like english
Stifling springs of warmer mists and coolness a smile lay
The key of Karongan coasts, the rich mother Ngara with fish
The poly star coastal basis with mother nature's clay


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Whenever I see this poem I remember my beatiful Ngara, my home which in Karonga district. My home is close to the lake; each and every day I used to go to the Lake Malwi just for fun. Ther I happened to see fishermen paddling their boats amazingly, our African beauty, going for their catch of each day. Especially when the lake is calm, the whole beauty of Ngara is seen. Just login to google map and you will automatically this amazing smell of all kinds of fish I eat when am home. I hope I shall have another vacation soon, for the surveyor to map his coastal land of beauty.08/11/2012

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 8, 2012



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