Favourite poem

Mentor said:

nice pieces of advice..however, i doubt if it qualifies to be called a poem!

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Lizzy said:

That‘s what I thought.....

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Mentor said:

Hivi Lizzy, what hapenned to those days when we used to visit Jukwaa la Lugha!??" i miss those days....

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simplemind said:

Go placidly amid the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible,withought surrender be in good terms with all person,speak your truth quitely and clearly and listen to others,even the dull and ignorant,they to have their story.

Avoid loud and aggresive persons,they are vexation to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,you may become vain and bitter,for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.Keep interested in your own career however humble,it is a real possession in changing fortunes of time.

Exersice caution in your business affairs for the world is full of trickery.But let this not blind you for what virtue there is.Many persons strive for high ideals and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself,especially do not feign affection,neither be cynical about love,for in face of aridity and disenchartment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the council of years ,gracefully surrendering to the things of youth.Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune,but do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline be gently with yourself.
You are the child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars,you have a right to be here.

And whatever your labour and aspirations in noicy and confusing life,keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham,drudgery and broken dreams,it is still a beautyful world.Be cheerful strive to be happy.

Max Ehrnaan 1927.

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Mvua Ya Kiangaz said:

yaani hii poem niliandika baada ya kutoswa na ka sweetie kangu .twende kazi




FORGET NOT THIS!​

Forget not this, for so​

Such heavenly joy I had, gave me pain​

The life I thought could be, is death​

The little love I have now is hate;​

Forget not this!​

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Forget not this; as though​

Such great travail I paid is dead​

A hundred kilometers to the airport​

The phone melodies to the dark, the police at gate;​

Forget not this!​

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Forget not yet, the the true love I had, none can​

The heart with such lively true intent;​

From Kigoma to Mbeya through telephone​

Shinyanga to Dar es Salaam on foot​

Forget not this!​

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Forget not yet when first we met​

The sweet life I had, since then​

The love, the care, never will you find;​

The tenderness I gave, all in vain!​

Forget not this!​

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Forget not yet the first kiss at Mbezi​

The hug, the writing on my palms​

The promises, the New Year wishes​

The whip, the wound below thine eye​

Forget not this!​

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Forget not this, the sweet poems I wrote​

The soft voice, tender whispers, the beautiful eyes​

The painful patience in vain​

What wrong did I done?​

Forget not this!​

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Forget not then when said you love me forever​

How long is it now, and will be?​

To hurt the mind that to you never meant amiss​

Of whoso loved you and you give him pain?​

Forget not yet:​

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28/03/2005​

Dar es salaam, Tanzania.​

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Mentor said:

Pliz tel me afta this alikurudia..she can nt let sucha talent pass her by....
Kweli kila aguswaye na penzi, huwa mtunzi!

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Mvua Ya Kiangaz said:

mentor,alinirudia..............lakini ndo hivyo tena alikuwa amechelewa na maumivu yalikuwa yamekwisha,majibu yake yalikuwa kama unavyoyaona,lakini siko hivyo ni poem tu mkuu......................

BEAUTIFUL NO MORE:
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Beautiful no more, sing is my heart to a maiden​

Whoso loved men, who were smelling money.​

For so beautiful she was; like the daisy of Eden​

And her soft skin, sweet like honey.​

Beautiful no more​

Let my heart sing for you.​

Your hips were molded, drove us insane​

Your eyes so bright, full is the moon shine​

The small breasts on your chest, made us look back​

But your beauty has gone beyond, for the dicks you suck​

Now, no more beautiful you are, but a lumpen spinster​

Beautiful no more​

Let my soul feel pity on you.​

All the qualities we gave you, all the love songs we sang for you​

All the sweet words and the weaknesses we shown you​

You said nothing, but scornful words when you left in your catwalk.​

The motion that whispered back mo, mo, ne, ne, money​

What would we have done either, than going back on our way?​

Beautiful no more​

Let my tongue curse you.​

Poor little maiden, was that your meaning of beauty?​

The beauty of not feeling shame, when riding outdoors?​

The beauty of going with everyone with money?​

The beauty of being seduced twenty times a day without refusing?​

The beauty of walking half naked to attract customers?​

The beauty of spending a day in bed and night in night clubs?​

The beauty of not knowing love, but sex?​

Beautiful no more​

Let my mouth tell you.​

Queen, baby, honey, darling, sweetheart, were your names, but;​

Where is the beauty, we used to praise?​

I can only see a thinly powdered tired face​

And wild lipstick painted mouth, and dry eye lashes​

Dear, an angel; where have you lost your beauty?​

And what should we call you; A prostitute?​

A queen no more you are; but a bitch in heat period.​

Beautiful no more​

Let my being condemn you.​

Cc 2004​

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Mentor said:

Damn...mvua, u insipre me kwa kweli...!!!
DAMN beautiful..u got talent bro...
yani..no words to explain!!!
u jus gud...

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