Poem: Gratitude

Thankful for the sun that brings warmth to the hearts of the living.
Thankful for the moon that keeps the secrets that we share with her in times of need.
Thankful for the wind that blows off steam when our minds are filled with negative thoughts,

for the love we share,
for the tears that pour down when we hurt,
for the lessons we learn when we make mistakes,
for yesterday, today and tomorrow
And for the air we breathe.

Poem: Autumn Love

The crave for endless love,
to love,
to live in love,
to be in love,
to love to be loved.

Unconditional,
to hug and not let go,
to lean on and Trust,
But that’s not the world we live in.
In this world, we love and they don’t
love us back.

We care, but it ends in dispair.
Just like autumn,
their love comes and goes.

I Feel trapped in my own mind

Day by day,
I stand idle behind the door,
looking at the locks mounting on each other,
trapped inside and I don’t know what to do
anymore.

I am a prisoner in my own dreams, in my own world.
I have been comfortable far too long in my so called
comfort zone’, I am weak.
Afraid to admit and too afraid to face my fears,
hard to express, but the words are written on my tears.

It never crossed my mind,
if I could or if I should break the silence.
Maybe I can’t do it or maybe I need guidance.

A question always comes into my mind and has become
a nuisance.
What If?!

What If,
the reason I am trapped in my own mind,
is because I am afraid to face the world, to feel real pain,
to fall and never get back up?
What If,
the reason I am trapped in my own mind,
is because I am far too damaged to heal?

After all, only a man of courage sees a door where the cowards think there’s no way.
Well, I guess I will never know until I try.

HOPE NEVER DIES: A poem by Saleem Mbwambwa

He woke up one day,
seeing the firmament so pellucid and hear the birds
do nothing, but sing.

A smile grew on his face and from that moment,
he knew he was going to win.
From a distance, his happiness started to blossom as he
heard the school bell ring.

Despite all his past failures and all the pain, he suffered,
as the story reads,
his mother sacrificed all she had,
giving him, her son, all he could possibly need.

Temptations, difficulties, so called trials and tribulations
surrounded him, and he kept his chin up.
So ambitious, so driven, he did what needed to be done,
the temptations the enemy and his mind the gun.

He persevered, he endured, He prayed, and He smiled.
He smiled, even in times that were considered the worst and yet he
still looked up to the heavens, raised his hands and prayed for the best
and he had to leave everything to his maker, to take care of the rest.

At the end of the day, he knew that this was all a test,
for not only did the heavens bless him with success,
but also, a story worth telling for generations to come,
as the title of the story reads, ‘Hope never dies’.

POEM: The day we first met



The striking moment when our eyes first met,
silent words, eyes gazing before the first words of hello
were uttered.
The unforgettable scent of lotus flowers and lavender,
that day became my favorite date on the calendar.

POEM: A POEM FOR MY FATHER


A poem for my father

What’s left of you is but a memory.
The words of wisdom you fed us when we were young,
the laughs we shared, but now,
all your footsteps have been washed away by
the rain of yesterday.
Funny how I try to trace those footsteps, trying to be
like you, adding my own of course and yet the song is still the same.
A song I still sing every day.

You were my super-dad
and I still wear your emblem on my chest
to show those who never knew,
that you were the best.
The man who put his family first
before the rest,
and some say we were blessed.

‘Tomorrow is another day’, your favorite quote
Sharp words from a man that was full of hope,
as bold as a dragon,
you can imagine.
A man full of flaws, but who let us see perfection.

When the sun sets to the east, that’s when we will meet.
I will tell you about all the stories you would have missed.
Tears of joy as they roll down my cheeks,
a man I am but such emotions I can’t resist
I can say I am proud,
proud of the man I have become,
so good how it feels to say it out loud.
I am proud to be your son.

Cheers to the memories created and to the love we shared
Cheers to the life we had,
Cheers to you dad.

POEM: PERFECT YOU

Your kiss was perfect,
the way you closed your eyes every time I kissed you,
the way you kept hold of me every time I said goodbye going to work,
the way you looked at me each time you woke up next to me.
Your eyes were perfect,
those blue eyes,
the way they changed color from blue to gray and sometimes hazel when you
looked at the sunset,
the way they became watery every time I mentioned how much I loved you.
Only a painful reminder of how they closed with tears rolling down your cheeks when
we parted ways, is a memory I am now left with.

LOST LOVER

A message i wrote to you
and you never saw,
A song I tried to sing but you never heard
Tears poured, but you thought they were of joy, sadly not.
The waves of the blue ocean and immediately i think of you, named after you.
05.43am I write a poem for i can’t reach out to you,i am just a relic to you, for we are now but a memory.
Pen and paper, notepad on my phone,
diary on my table, the closest things I hold dearly for those are the only things and places I write your name, to remember, to remember…
Poem by your lost lover @pellucidimagination

POEM: Crying Heart

Sometimes I hear my heart crying for you,
and i cry with her.
Sometimes this loneliness doesn’t even make sense,
how could I loose you with a blink of an eye,
how foolish am I not see how perfect
you were for me.
Too blind not to see.

POEM: I want you to imagine this