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Clouds

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Though small, stronger than the hurricane,
Self ignition no car keys, always she preys,
Called her clouds, she my boss,
Left me a will, I should be boss,
Her words such of thunderstorm, made my vision walk, Kigamboni we ate pork, with our deadly hands no fork, One for the road perhaps coke, through the sky clouds fade,
Lagoon broke her cups and plates of life, she kicked the bucket.

Gonsalves Mpili

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The Fixer

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A sip of white wine,
Made her nights endless,
Her heart replied, three letter words YES,
The moon gave her shades,
For her lips to collide,
And caused an overwhelming accident.

Her eyes are always sober,
As if she was a drunkard,
Her eyes resemble a beggar’s request,
I can’t resist I’m tempted,
Over her I’ll change ants to elephants,
Over her I’ll turn her bed a singing choir,
Through that her sleep on my chest,
Wouldn’t reach to an end.

Her nose exhales fragrance,
That turns me ignorant,
Her name is stamped all over me
Like an envelope heading overseas
My hair erects when her hands climb over my head,
The next I’ll love is our daughter,
And there she goes the fixer.

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Biography

Gonsalves Mpili started writing poems at the age of 16 during his secondary education. He is now a graduate from the Institute of Finance Management, and still continues to write. He is the organiser of Woman Scream, a worldwide movement to fight violence against women through art and poetry.

Gonsalves Mpili

Biography

Gonsalves Mpili started writing poems at the age of 16 during his secondary education. He is now a graduate from the Institute of Finance Management, and still continues to write. He is the organiser of Woman Scream, a worldwide movement to fight violence against women through art and poetry.

Clouds

Enlarge poem

Though small, stronger than the hurricane,
Self ignition no car keys, always she preys,
Called her clouds, she my boss,
Left me a will, I should be boss,
Her words such of thunderstorm, made my vision walk, Kigamboni we ate pork, with our deadly hands no fork, One for the road perhaps coke, through the sky clouds fade,
Lagoon broke her cups and plates of life, she kicked the bucket.

Featured Poem:

The Fixer

Enlarge poem

A sip of white wine,
Made her nights endless,
Her heart replied, three letter words YES,
The moon gave her shades,
For her lips to collide,
And caused an overwhelming accident.

Her eyes are always sober,
As if she was a drunkard,
Her eyes resemble a beggar’s request,
I can’t resist I’m tempted,
Over her I’ll change ants to elephants,
Over her I’ll turn her bed a singing choir,
Through that her sleep on my chest,
Wouldn’t reach to an end.

Her nose exhales fragrance,
That turns me ignorant,
Her name is stamped all over me
Like an envelope heading overseas
My hair erects when her hands climb over my head,
The next I’ll love is our daughter,
And there she goes the fixer.

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (4)
  • Pride (0)
  • Optimism (1)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (0)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (0)
  • Captivation (2)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (1)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

Clouds

Enlarge poem

Though small, stronger than the hurricane,
Self ignition no car keys, always she preys,
Called her clouds, she my boss,
Left me a will, I should be boss,
Her words such of thunderstorm, made my vision walk, Kigamboni we ate pork, with our deadly hands no fork, One for the road perhaps coke, through the sky clouds fade,
Lagoon broke her cups and plates of life, she kicked the bucket.

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