A love Letter.

By: Aloyce Mkwizu.

Good Morning my love,                                                                                                                        

Oh, sorry, it’s afternoon,

Today I woke up late,

Because the whole night,

I was thinking about you.

 

This letter to you,

I miss you, it’s true,

And yes am sick,

So sudden, it’s flu,

But this shall pass too.

 

It’s three years your gone,

For studies you said,

But now I wonder,

When will you graduate,

And come back to stay.

 

If not tell me,

I must know for sure,

So that I shouldn’t wait,

Maybe i should move on,

There is so much to do.

 

A quick reply will do,

See you by then,

And prove me wrong,

Tchao, be good.

It’s me your pumpkin.

The only truth.

By: Aloyce Mkwizu.

 

When you say why always me,
I tell you why not me.
Happiness isn’t bought,
But the poor don’t have it.

My dreams are too long,
Than the hour I sleep.
And when I wake plans,
Of making them a reality,
I realize it is already dark,
So I have to dream again.

I don’t know where to start.
But when I start,
Believe me,
I won’t stop till I finish.

If am not afraid to die,
Why be afraid to live.

In words they say,
Work smarter not harder.
But in real life it is.
Work harder then smarter.

And know am dying,
Just a piece of advice,
To you my brothers and sisters,
If you let nature decide,
You will never get a conclusion,
Then you will be,
The only one to blame.

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SONNET: MY HEARTBREAK.

 

My life mate, once I thought,

My heartbeat, once I called,

My heartbreak, now she is.

 

In my life, I invited,

The invitation, she accepted,

Yet she never attended,

Is the mistake I made.

 

I flashback our moments,

Her face, attitude and affection,

The sweet words, she always said,

Was fake, now I think.

 

Without notice, She left,

Only she I will never forget,

My heartbreak, now she is.

 

By: Aloyce Mkwizu. Poet and Entrepreneur.

Quote of the day.

50% of people in this world are heartbroken. The remaining 50% are the heart breakers. By: Aloyce Mkwizu.

 

 

To all mothers in the world.

Words can’t describe how important mothers are in this world, but from the definition of a poem, “a small piece of writing in which expression of feelings is given intensity” i hope this piece will.

Dear Mama.

Dear Mama,

I hope you are fine and robust.

 

I’m writing this piece saying thanks,

For the 275 days in your stomach,

And the 700 days in your arms,

Your back being my bed of preference.

 

All the times I have been foolish,

And the times they were against me,

You always stood by my side.

 

You are my best teacher,

Cause the life you taught me,

Is the best lesson I’ve ever learned.

 

How can I forget the three rules back then,

That toilet is for pee and pupu,

Evening was for prayer,

And night was for sleeping.

 

 

When I cried, you got headache,

And I used to cry a lot,

Still you valued each tear drop.

 

You forgave me before I realized am wrong,

And taught me not to repeat mistakes,

No being can take you place.

 

Dear Mama,

What you did is called sacrifice,

My life and success belong to you.

 

You were, are and will be,

My one and only favorite,

And I will love you till infinity.

 

By: Aloyce Mkwizu. Poet and Writer.

Dedicated to all mothers in the world especially my lovely mother.

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