"africanthoughtscollections" poems
Joy fills the dept of our heart
The captain of our foe
now captures with our hands
Just as he stumbled
through the darkness he built
with his hands
fear of light
grips his darkened heart
Weak in strength
bows his head to the dust of the ground
powerless in his loneliness
Authority his mouth desire to command
but falls to command defeat and shame
War cease as our soul
finds endless peace
The corner of our street is filled
with the walk of freedom
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
Aremo my Love
The thought that fills my smile
Fairest of the good bachelors
that exist in the land
Though many young virgins
waited long to see your face
but end up being deceived
Out of lust, the virgins
of the Land had thrown away
The fort you committed to us
Many defiled out of their
Impatience and convetiousness
Make haste my beloved
I look patiently
Looking intently for your coming my Love
Though my heart weakens
And it doesn't look easy
Yet I'll find it easy
Out of my passion for you I'll wait
My lover I'll stay in there
Else I'll be defiled
With my foes vain speeches
Waiting and looking forward to your coming
For I know it's near
Constant mockery rocks my mind
Friends and foes firing at me
Waiting...
Till I see your glorious face
Shine its light into my darkened
and tired eyes
Till your hand touches me
I'll stay till day break
Till the shadows find no expression
Around me
Until I feel the blessedness of
the weight of your presence
Tables beautifully set
The hour to walk
Graciously to the banqueting house
with my lover draws near
For I know the voice of my lover
It is sweet and sounds good to the ear
I will choose to deafen my ear
to the voice of deceit
Many waters cannot quench it
The fire of love burning deep inside of me
They sit at my doorpost
Liars and defilers
Thinking I'll be drunk
Drunk with the wine
which will carelessly pushed me
out of the chambers
I'll rather be drunk
excessively drunk with your love
The Prince of persia and his aides
Stalk me with vain words
but the sound of your coming
Keeps my heart at perfect peace
My beloved, the sacrifices of your love
I'll overcome
Your love for me is enough
to keep me waiting
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 6:40 AM UTC