Bittersweet Poetry : Poems of the week by Yvonne Sishua , Peter W. Nawa and Pamela Sinkamba

As we continue to promote Poetry in Zambia ; here are this weeks poems ,enjoy

DOES HE KNOW?

By Yvonne Sishua

Does he know that she knew him even before they met?

She knew the feeling he would evoke

They met and she knew she would adore him just as much

He did too.

Does he know that her thoughts are constant?

Constantly his, his full time to time indefinite,

Like the endless world.

Does he know that this feeling is so strong?

 Only Shakespeare defined it to the very complication of its core,

 Only the words of King Solomon described its effect on ones soul

And only in the book of Corinthians was it explained as to how it ought to be executed.

A feeling so free, both kings and peasants have shared it

Both the rich and poor!

A feeling that can never be owned, bought or sold,

It guarantees neither pleasure nor pain,

And when she loved, she decided to take both pleasure and pain for he is worth it.

Now he is love personified,

If anyone has ever perfected the art of love, she knows it is only he.

At times she thinks she is the reincarnation of Juliet and he is that of Romeo,

For this feeling feels so right yet so wrong.

At times she thinks he is heaven and she is earth,

 Two places of immense beauty but heavens’ is a tad bit more magnificent,

Unseen to the ordinary eye and unmatched by that of earths’.

She knows of earths’ beauty but heaven surpasses it beyond measure.

She knows not much of heaven but the obvious,

Heaven and earth have never been in union,

This Madness that men call earth has forever been a place of confusion, misunderstanding, fear and impatience

Heaven forever a place of peace, understanding and patience,

How then can they exist as one?

Earth relates well to pain for a part of its existence it has been from time immemorial,

Why then is it so hard for heaven to understand that for earth love is foreign,

 A source of fear for its origin lay unknown!

Heaven must be selfish…

Keeping its beauty unseen to the ordinary eye

Hence his failure to understand earth’s weaknesses.

Earth holds secrets yet it is the most open of all secrets,

 To learn anew, an appealing idea

Why then won’t heaven share his understanding and patience to teach earth a new way?

A better way to live, Earths senselessness it seems cannot walk alongside a sense full heaven.

My wonder remains,

 How can two people with a voice to speak out,

Two people endowed with the ability to communicate,

 Not know how to understand each other,

 Yet spend half their time not voicing out what they feel

 And the other half voice out what they do not really mean…

Humans in love

Champions of Life

Peter W. Nawa

This is a dedication to that child who never got the chance

Even though your conception was perceived to be a mistake

A misconception that you did not have life

But if only they could STOP

Listen to your heart beat, it would scream, “I am Alive!”

Your face we did not see

Killed while in the womb

Rest in Peace

This is for that little boy

Always wanting to make his father proud

The look in his father’s eyes

Tell him he has fallen short

Teachers called him a failure and day dreamer

His imagination was too great for mere mortals to comprehend

His dreams too big for small minds to contain

Despite the dream killers and being misunderstood

He refused to let his dreams die and fade away

This is the anthem for every guy who was broken hearted

The girl said you had no potential

She could not see a car, house or J. O. B in your future

Far too shortsighted to ever see your future

Your destiny was far greater than you now

Life was unfair at times and threw you a bus on several occasions

You refused to play the part of victim

You moved on, pressed on, carried on and dreamed on

Today when people ask who is that?

Everybody replies, “That is not just anybody that is somebody”

These are our inspirations

Fathers who refuse to be part of the wrong statistic

Men who do not have kids simply because they can

But are men enough to stick around and watch them grow

They show their daughters how their men should love them

By the tender loving care he shows his wife

He teaches his sons that manhood is not defined

By the number of women you can have

Or the money in your pocket

It is about making the right choices

Loving you family

And a man after God’s heart

To these wise champions of life we salute

When you are long gone and your stories are told

They will say on this ground that we walk

There once tread greatness

Even though life threw its trials and tribulations

They refused to buckle in

Yes they cried, yes they felt pain, yes they failed

But each time they wiped the tears, took a painkiller and rose

When all was said and done

They stood on the summit as giants of life

MOTHER TO DAUGHTER: FROM MULIEBRITY-CELEBRATING WOMANHOOD

                                                                                   Pamela Sinkamba

The news is good; you are on the way,

My belly swells, I can’t wait to play,

Stay put infant, am not faraway.

I hear you cry, the joy is mine,

Your little fingers, just seem so fine,

Welcome to this world, I love your smile.

Years seem to fly; you’re all so grown,

All you now desire, I have known,

My life has been but a big groan.

The world is wide, and never seems to end.

Pleasure of pleasure is never a friend.

Deep inside you joy always reigns.

Come, come child hear what’s been.

And what has been, I have already seen.

Patience, patience, give your life esteem.

Down in the chapel, wedding bells sound,

Celebrating life, as the happy go round,

Oh mother’s joy, a daughter’s life profound.

Oh crying little babe, fill my hands with joy,

One old life ends, a new one joins

Here begins another mother’s employ.

The world is wide, and never seems to end.

Pleasure of pleasure is never a friend.

Deep inside you joy always reigns.

By Kapa187