Michael Tunduli Poems
|2.||You And Me||3/20/2009|
|4.||My Heart And Mind||4/17/2009|
|9.||Naked But Not Ashamed||4/17/2009|
|11.||You Are Beautiful||4/22/2009|
|13.||To Love Again||4/24/2009|
|14.||A Divine Touch||4/24/2009|
|19.||An Expectant Woman||5/30/2009|
|27.||Tell Me, How Do I Gain Entry?||6/8/2009|
|28.||I Don’t Know||6/8/2009|
|31.||Put Me To Sleep||6/19/2009|
|33.||Love Is Pain||6/29/2009|
|37.||Falling By Love||4/17/2009|
|38.||If I Die Today||4/25/2009|
|40.||Let Go Of Me||5/26/2009|
Why Am I Here
Am no extra-ordinary person, am like you
Like many I have often wondered, why am I here?
To live for few years and die?
To amass as much wealth as I can and enjoy?
I looked for answers from the east to the west
But whatever, each only increased my emptiness
Than at the beginning of my quest
West’s dry philosophies couldn’t nor the east’s lies.
Whatever I tried, there was a hole within
That neither pleasure nor work could fill
A relationship couldn’t too, it increased the void
In atheism, the hole almost swallowed me up!
How foolish and blind...
Let’s not say to have sex is to make love
There is a wide chasm between the two
One is a gift to us from above
Another a short time stealing of you
And has consequences
Indeed you reap what you sow
Sex is for the married and in marriage
Though it’s looks so pleasing and desirable