Wilson Tinotenda Waison Poems

To have drank from the Savage breasts.
It distended then placid as I sapped lively
Leaking alike an infant Bitter was the taste
I ceased… Though lame was the motive
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The trait of being unduly vain and conceited
Hast took odds in the domains, Vanities, vanity
Mirrors to reframe my posture, a man behind
Veild decency in defence of his faults, faulty
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I wonder, why my fate be a toil, a distress
Brought either by circumstances in prevalence
Or merely that muddling affairs, not to impress
Ever once, yet daily brother pledge his condolence.
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She was a lucrative paste I dared utmost
To spread patiently, enriching my heart
And her gaze did brought, elusive post,
Panoramic portal of misconceptional art.
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Her elongated face swiftly turned
My side to gaze, her maze afflicted
Oh! I felt the blood rush bursting
My pulse, the passion so piercing
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What shalt you become of after adolescence
When time hast cringed past, days hast pass
Oh! , will it be that sentimental righteousness
To claim immunity as most does in wiles and
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Ever not to spit a word or seem to care
My wrath hast flared at once, You lost
All that blazing trust I had induced, Rare
Be thine affectionate passions to trust.
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Childhood, dad left when I was conceived
His gene did mold beauty, the beast now
Struggling for survival in the hamlet awry
Gumbling, hustling conjugal visits for not
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Let not this verse to brag about you
A sudden demise, You to have come in
A surprise without sparing us moments,
To ponder on, even to cheris nor ever
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April's was indeed a flash
With emotional episodes
A rush to brought jovial
Frame and snapped off.
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