Roy Mburia

Rookie - 95 Points (1989 / Kenya)

Confused - Poem by Roy Mburia

I know when I have a feeling,
That which moves my heart,
Makes me a slave to loneliness
Moves me in circles,
With affection lifts me up in its weights,
In madness buries me in its dungeons,
Turns me into a zombie.

Of wisdom to me long extended,
Words of love and hatred,
Of happiness and sadness,
Laughter and bitterness,
Picking the tasty,
Leaving that which pulls me to slumber,
Much wiser, not anymore confused.

I know when sober,
Few as they are,
When moods turn somber,
In the seething temper,
The merries of December.
Even more confused.

Come on,
You who turns my world on,
Existing in me is this thumping so peculiar
Locking me in cells,
Binding me in shackles,
Holds captivity all of sweetness
Leaving me more confused

Pains and dreams alike,
Reading the same cast,
Different acts,
Even if my mind was wrong,
The beliefs of my heart are strong.
Wanting to know more,
The confusion firmer

How this time I don't hear scorn?
Or can't I afford the attention?
Is it my ignorance?
Or simply the experience of the puppeteer?
Whatever it is,
I know not,
Understand less,
More confused

Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 20, 2015

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