Mwenyeji Spikes


Mwenyeji Spikes Poems

1. Constant Consonance 2/2/2016
2. Once So Often 2/8/2016
3. Broken Bonds 2/8/2016
4. Caught Up In The Middle 2/8/2016
5. Quarter Ounce Of Comfort 2/15/2016
6. Closer To The Truth 2/16/2016
7. Ostiega, . 2/16/2016
8. Good Vibes 2/16/2016
9. Nights In Her 2/22/2016
10. Nothing Personal 2/22/2016
11. Born In Africa 2/22/2016
12. A Good Photograph 2/22/2016
13. The Mission Warden 2/26/2016
14. Afromental Contagion 2/26/2016
15. Lamile Itale 2/26/2016
16. The Spoken Word 2/26/2016
17. Here We Go Again 2/29/2016
18. Proprietary Feelings / Lust 3/3/2016
19. Never Let Go 3/3/2016
20. One Direction 3/3/2016
21. When We Write 3/10/2016
22. At The Taxi Bay 5/10/2016
23. When Did You Stop Being Enough? 5/20/2016
24. Wrapped In The Light 5/21/2016
25. No Place Called Home 6/6/2016
26. A Little More Conversation 7/8/2016
27. He Say, She Say 7/15/2016
28. When Was It? 9/26/2016
29. Love Is, .. 10/4/2016
30. Tell Me 3/24/2017
31. Numb 3/24/2017
32. Sober 3/24/2017
33. Seeing My Life 4/30/2017
34. What's Next From Here? 5/29/2017
35. By The Roadside 5/29/2017
36. Be The One 5/29/2017
37. Viral And Vicious 5/29/2017
38. Smile Carrie Smile! 5/29/2017
39. Whom Are We Kidding After All? 6/13/2017
40. Worth The World 6/13/2017
Best Poem of Mwenyeji Spikes

Body And Spirit

Body & Spirit

Without a body and soul
All that man treasures would I not wish to have
Power, love and riches that invoke greed and lust
Within the depth of my spirit still lays a desolate plea
over the agonizing flesh are turbulent desires
The possibilities are limitless, and that is Awesome.
& I am filled with Awe that the body is just an instrument that I've been given to express my spirit

Body and spirit to harbor my thoughts and innocent desires
spirit to discern times and tides
body to make steps and leave a mark on the fine sands of these ...

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Mental Patience

I had conspired to conceive,
But instead I got inspired to deliver,
My relatives were sick and tired of waiting
So when I delivered, I gave them something sick,

Thoughts would flow like a river,
As I inked harsh words ready to deliver,
Morning pains would come even in the evening,
But that wasn't to stop me

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