Paul Mwenelupembe


Rhythm Of The Day - Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

The moon is bright, so high, so cool
The sun, fumbles, gazes in the grass
The lake sparkles, smiles, in the grey
Smiling at each day

The verse, comes from the east
The west dangles, dances within
a bawl inside
Rivers cropping, like spokes
And is agrand pa Mulanje mountain
And, to the south, Viphya
with birds, smiling

Order of the day is shaking
Vigorous heads retakes brittle words
Words of wisdom from all walks of life
Smiling at the ridged land

Before is a reclaim of the garden
So, beautiful and the lake washes,
washes, washes, washes
While the doleful king points out,
points out, points out so high

So high, is the song, and birds
Slander and go
In the rhythm of the day


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Each day has its story, it begins and end in adifferent way,.... the day! It is sorrowful, happiest and....mmmh. This poems is created to explore all events that happen in each day.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 13, 2012


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