Ndeipanda Aindongo Poems
|1.||Let Them Dream||1/4/2014|
|2.||Why I Write||1/21/2014|
|3.||Interred A Pessimist Freed An Optimist||1/26/2014|
|4.||Bright Walls In Dark Rooms||2/6/2014|
|5.||When No One Sang||2/12/2014|
|6.||Today I Planted An Apple Tree||5/3/2014|
|7.||This Selfless Self||5/6/2014|
|8.||Sleep Too Deep||8/2/2014|
|9.||Pain Fears You More.||7/9/2015|
|10.||Poverty: Some Homelss Whore||9/25/2012|
|13.||Ballad To The Queen Of My Heart||10/7/2012|
|15.||Dreams Inspired By Lezare Fo Today||2/8/2013|
|18.||I Out Of I||10/3/2015|
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I Out Of I
Find I. Buried in heaps of Gore
beneath once revered allegorical lore.
pull I. out of destitute wells, with pulleys of sinews
the length of which is the price for your serenity.
Discover I. A beautiful rubble,
raped by the passing of time with no hands.
Embrace I. your unknown origin
a forest altar you never gazed upon.
Release I. From this place of internment,
where I have waited for a thousand sunsets.
Celebrate I. To find worth in your hated existence
Find you in I, the point of your resurgence.
I really wish i had an optical backdoor
so my tears would flow up and not down to the floor.
so they wouldn't form on one side a depth-less valley
and on other..strangely
A characteristically similar ridge
and leave in between an island paradoxically defined by the position of my eyes as a bridge.
if only tears where like random access memory
no backup or chance of rediscovery