Moses Ocharo

She came to my bed last night;
so gracefully, with halos bright.
I saw an aura of loneliness about her
for the sky was dull, not even a single star
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Where art thou fair-child of my yester years?
Do rush forth and this mine sorrows depart
To eclipse my hurts and lick up my fears
To warm this my numb and frostbeaten heart
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Many ups and downs have watch'd our eyes my love
Our hearts have felt the heats of all desire
And hurts too seen unjustly so cool our fires
To deepest gorges from the stars above.
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If all my life was meant to be a day
My spring would be my veriest time of birth
Then I’d me wean ere tasting breast-milk. Mirth
Of bohyhood though not wasted, known to play
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Had I but heart to love at lower rate,
Had I but will to all these follies sire;
I'd wish then that we never thus been mate,
And if 'twere wrong let curses be my 'tire.
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Now I doth rise, but drowsily off some drunkards ditch,
After a coldsome shower I'd be good to go.
My heart's hango'er's have been withdrawn now from my reach;
And I wont e'er my girds again thus lower. No!
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How long then, can I hurt, inside my heart? ;
For love hath flown by, left me thus to mope.
That now I must with sackcloth sew my shirt;
With ash's paint my face of downward slope.
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For I was lost but lovely Im redeem'd
Thy saving blood hast sparkling me so washt
How sins had mine unholy self so teemed
But Lord with Mercy You all have off it brusht
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Since I have kissed her lips of rose's red
And thence my dry soul thus with love wet
Since i have engaged her and her heart wed
So let not jelousy dear give you a sweat
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Today your cool auras have come tumbling forth
And swashed hard at my small sandy-white heart
By telepathy i feel your warm waking froth
And thy teasing droplets in play taking part
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What is the worth of man? That he has pass'd
This world, unknown, unsung and 'so unwept.
Than to receive what his father enpurs'd
For him. What of the joy begot. Be swept
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Alone, so trapped underneath this rub'le,
My heart didst hear the footsteps of Thy Soul;
I felt Thee ease my pain; my thirst's withdraw'l
And still I curse myself for wanting trou'le.
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So let this heart of mine, unknown to dance,
Now burst its Virgin Valves at thy love
O teach, my bloods to ex'cute, rightly prance
To nature's Waltz; like stars alight to groove.
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Four walls and a door
That can locked be
So escape we don't see
Up above won't soar.
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Its not that I don’t love you
When sometimes I don’t call you
Its due to your lovely voice
It weakens me, can’t even speak.
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What are diamonds, what is gold,
What are pearls, chests full of silver;
If I can't give you love to hold,
Rest in thy wings not to shiver? .
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These nests were ours
Whence we shared our love
These waterfalls, these showers
Blesséd from up above
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So let it be on rooftops
That I have climbed above
Let my heart and soul be props
Of mine as I hail my love.
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How I was loved, yet my heart unknown to love
Too cold, a mirror hued so darkly to ray it back
In praise so mute. My soul did from Thee ever tuck
And turn'd my eyes away, for pride had steep'd above
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When I look into your eyes
I see no love, only gold
Silver you long to have, to hold
So you feed me with lies.
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