Emmanuel Arunee Mwanza

Emmanuel Arunee Mwanza Poems

1. Lonely Wolf In The World Of Love 10/4/2013
2. Watching You Smile 10/4/2013
3. Amnesia 10/4/2013
4. Africa 10/4/2013
5. Seasons 10/4/2013
6. Is This How The World Should Be Like? 10/4/2013
7. In A Friendly Country 10/4/2013
8. Waiting 10/4/2013
9. Look You Close 10/4/2013
10. The Flood 10/7/2013
11. Untitled 10/4/2013
12. You 10/4/2013
13. Aging 10/4/2013
14. My Prayer 10/23/2013
15. Dreams 10/23/2013
16. Malawi 2/21/2014
17. A Letter To My Late Friend 2/21/2014
18. I Don'T Care 2/21/2014
19. Some Stories 2/21/2014
20. Little Tree 6/9/2014
21. I Love Being With You 6/9/2014
22. The Unceasing Feeling 6/9/2014
23. Enough 6/2/2015
24. Lost Dream 4/5/2016
25. That One Night 11/11/2013
26. In Search Of Love 11/11/2013
27. Strangest Thought 11/11/2013
28. The Breeze 11/11/2013
29. He Said She Was Fine 11/24/2013
30. Here I Am 1/1/2014
31. If I Was To Sit Down With You Again 4/5/2016
32. What A Life 4/7/2016
33. I Am That Type 4/7/2016
34. I Am...A Struggle 7/11/2016
35. I Believe 7/11/2016
36. Thinking Of You 7/11/2016
37. My Favourite 1/10/2017
38. The Journey To Your Heart 1/28/2017
39. Not Just A Flower 1/28/2017
40. Sounds Playing In My Head 1/28/2017

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Am Tired Of My Life

Am tired of my life
I want to live your life;

Am tired of living like a pest
Instead of constructing, damaging instead;

I no longer have the energy to live like a parasite
Benefiting from you and never returning the favor;

I don’t want to be like an orchard either,
It is nothing to gain from you but still remain small in my life;

Am done living like a dog
I am eager not going back to my old ways;

Am tired of being wherever there is rotten life or dead life
It feels bad to live like a vulture or a hyena, for that life is enjoyable for a...

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Small I was then when I met you
A toddler was my look, yet had a big heart to love
My eyes, heart fell on you
My little love started to grow within the little me
I began to change because I had met you

Meeting you was not by accident
Nor was it an accident, yet I ended up with amnesia
No matter how much you said no,

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