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.

HOI POLLOI, Happy Women’s Day.

When we celebrate women’s day, I hereby present this wonderful poem “HOI POLLOI” written by my fellow poet Lucas Kweka. And here it goes:

HOI POLLOI.

She has always been a music note in between,

A rare sound, that is always forgotten,

They don’t realize how she did it so keen,

Yet observable their shame unspoken,

Shielding her potentials in her heart within,

So unafraid shall she rise long hidden,

When will they hoist you, my sweet hoi polloi.

 

 

She has it kept that hidden tsarina,

Domestic is her middle name,

The dishes, the laundry and the cooking lasgana,

She does it with no shame,

Her mentor by heart her princess Diana,

She has tried but happy all the same,

When will they hoist you, my sweet hoi polloi.

 

 

It kept on coming last, her education,

Trying to take her down, male chauvism,

She is able she is strong, so why the segregation,

It is time we let it go, our utter sceptism,

A woman’s heart, love, kindness, and compassion,

A lioness, a leader, a queen and a colorful prism,

You are a warrior to be hoisted too. My sweet hoi polloi.

 

POEM BY: LUCAS KWEKA. POET AND LAWYER.

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Poet and soldier Lucas Kweka

 

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.

 

 

SONNET: THE SHORTER THE BETTER.

On second thought,
Worth knowing,
The shorter the better.

Short people, smart people,
Short people, wise people,
Short people, rich people,
The shorter the better.

Short life, more fun,
Short life, less pain,
Short life, less stress,
The shorter the better.

More short things to come,
Even life itself is short,
No wonder me also.

By: Aloyce Mkwizu.

Quote of the day.

Life is too short to be anything but happy. By Unknown.

 

A SONNET: BAD IS SOMETIMES GOOD.

BAD.

A bad life is better than no life,

A bad plan is better than no plan,

A bad school is better than no school,

A bad experience is better than no experience,

A bad food is better than no food,

A bad service is better than no service,

A bad parent is better than no parent,

A bad progress is better than no progress,

A bad job is better than no job,

Bad is bad, nothing is worse,

Tough times never last,

I don’t need to prove,

What am utterly sure is,

Bad is sometimes good.

 

By: Aloyce Mkwizu. Poet and Entrepreneur.

Quote of the day.

Tough times never last but tough people do. By: Robert Schuller.

Just when the caterpillar thought that the world is over it became a butterfly. Proverb.

 

 

What were you born for?

The best question you can ask yourself is “why was I born?” What is your purpose in this world? This poem explains it very ironically, mentioning the most important part of your life, “death”. Read careful this poem, get time to interpret it, find a purpose to your life in this world then start your journey because it all ends the same. Please don’t quote me wrong.

Born to die.

Some say,
Born to lead,
Born to study.

Others say,
Born to eat,
Born to fight,
Born to travel,
Born to hustle.

Few say,
Born to sing,
Born to serve,
Born to learn,
Born to earn.

Some conclude,
Born to love,
Born to suffer,
But all were born to die.

 

By: Aloyce Mkwizu. Poet and Writer.

Warning: This poem should not be used in any means do demotivate someone.

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Quote of the day.

I think success is to be exactly what God called us to be and fighting to your death to live that out. By Unknown.

 

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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What is education?

EDUCATION.

Education,

Door to new innovation.

 

Education,

Source of information.

 

Education,

Gives me motivation,

Together with determination,

Making my life mission,

Possible without contamination.

 

Education,

With skills of communication,

Helps in propagation,

Of many people’s vision,

Of bringing resolution,

To the world’s most difficult questions.

 

Education,

Is not a limitation,

But the ability to meet life’s situation.

 

By: Aloyce Mkwizu. Poet and Writer.