Katusiime Jeresi

Veteran Poet - 1,852 Points (22 march,1992 / Kampala)

Purple Roses - Poem by Katusiime Jeresi

You ought to be more like her
you told me
think about your granny
so the ghosts of the past
would be appeased
but they have grown a little fleshy
now they roam about unfettered
its like watching
or reliving
your past aches.

Living was for the weary
you told me
and breathing a gift
that cannot be given
you got me wondering..
what would the stars think?

Life was a river full of floating rejects
I wasn't to be named one
if they didn't love me hard enough
i was to love myself
then love myself again on behalf of everyone who was never bold enough too
roses were to be purple
when I had seen enough red.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 15, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 2, 2016


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