"muhumuza" poems
Time disappears silently like the cryptical fog at dawn!
Reality twisted for a moment without feign;
what seemed to wait for ages is now drawn
closer!
Flanked by an overwhelming urgency
Glossier!
To give and to share this flash of fragility
Were tomorrow...befits a charming after-tale of yesterday;
With summer blossoms kissed by the mild long awaited reign
Of the dusky aureate nobleness of men and women,
spellbinding-like a magnificent gold plated gemstone
Sealing this moment of a sweet clandestine
sparkle grinning in the lonesome orchid garden;
Wooing Romeo and Juliet like the equinox sun........
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:55 AM UTC
Lest!
Passions! Exist,
desist not let
thresholds of passions.
Vikings yet…
Kings regard King Arthur,
snow white snow flakes glisten,
“winter, the snow-cold thaw”
Spring chime of Big Ben!
succinct debonair benevolence.
Pedantic pedagogue
of impudence of More Thomas!
passions of Love, unity, solidarity.
a blend of humane, man, men.
Mortals!
Behold!
Love,
Love,
Love,
Love!
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:48 AM UTC
Summoned at an elevation of a height
The ensuing plodding gloomy twilight,
and sweet sound of the night cricket
denoting yet another moment
of Peace after the bust,
from the twiddling day in haste,
now the full Moon smiles in glee
in a split second above the fig tree
Tally-Ho!!...the startling howl of the fox in the dark at three…
Scintillating tales about Angels of the night…
Dazzling as emerald gemstones
Speaking to awakening sons of men to affirm…
The third unseen soothing divine presence
Basking in the resplendent mysterious
Peace of dusk grandeur…..
Kenneth Muhumuza.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:57 AM UTC
Spells of chieftain splendor
Bespeaking of loyal grandeur
Now the eye clearly sees without fear
At dusk!
The ancient kingdom of Assur?
A flight in time and space from afar?
Was that ingenious creativity of flair?
Still bids indubitable eternal mystery!
Are clothes on man an anecdote of utter hypocrisy?
Is sarcastic humor a precursor of hidden sinister?
The animals hereof show their ******
Undertone tinges of impeccant simplicity
Stirring poignant Achilles' heel character
As an infant suckling the breast of saccharine nature;
Lo! And behold…
Sage mortals envisage a grotesque quest for a promising stage,
Regnant and dignified?
The new-age psyches’ beatify and feebly beg
"Reform, in fact, is, rather softly, on the win”
The lighthouse flashing against the sleet-blurred fig twig
As every sacred notion becomes an unwavering origin certain,
With no remorse that mankind can now ascertain
The bewildering incarnation of science in religion!
Like a single lily among lilies in a dark dungeon
Great spirits now encounter violent opposition
“Un-awakened Children silently screaming with pessimism”
Hiding within the smooth sacred mask of personality
Yet the fear of “the unknown” silently plays a drowsier symphony
Calling back the violent rays to illuminate a peaceable destiny
Were illusionary realities conform to the whims of a veiled deity,
This goddess!
A mystifying inferno doing its own radiance faster
What a fuss!
So light-footed as love yet so heavy-footed as war
As if to justify the whirling gloom of despair
Like the bleakness of the morning cuckooing rooster
Or the dog which barks at his own image in a pond;
“What startling veneration”
Mortals without remorse still aspire to find
The misplaced diamonds and daffs upon the beamish ground.
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:46 AM UTC
(A Poem about HIV/AIDS & how humanity has dealt with it since its mysterious onset-and the future too…)
The mystifying howl is still irksomely faint yet vividly heard,
Akin to orchestrated footsteps of the undetectable command
As the new twilight tries to light-down the “smoldering fire” beyond the horizon…
It’s just so violent and it has been destroying everyone
Generations “screaming too loud” and many fallen
It has been “too thunderous”-“too rowdy”: it has stolen
From humanity-the Joy to enlighten-a Truth to reign-
A divine right of our existence here-but this pain…
Through our deepest thoughts-and dreams gone
Because of the “Teardrops and caskets”-loosing our own
To this “brutal-fierce beast” who “eats” without remorse and direction-
Evading all “the hunter’s Traps” to pursue an exuberate mission….
Life gets risky sometimes!
Are we now left with “frozen wrists”?
Or do we continue laying “stronger bricks”?
To lay a universal foundation with hooks
That will keep us together like strong rocks-
Even though we’ve suffered from “shell-shocks”-
…Which has only answered mother-nature’s call to catch
Humanity twice as much-and wish thrice as such
For a better day-a bunch
Of signs to watch….
Even though the “streams of tears” continue to drive
Mortals to an “invisible-penitentiary” without Love;
Perhaps one day-The “Light” will save
Us out of this awkward predicament-similar to a bee-hive
Through all this “fire and smoke”-when everyday is a test-
We can only control our mental-states: settle down and just set it straight,
Else this classical tale of “Loss-Vs-Triumph” will be a total waste-
Though some souls have learnt to take a second to “pump the brakes and wait”;
Will it be too late when they wake up-to let their “dreams-of triumph”….escalate-
Amidst so many trials and failures-making it hard to tolerate
An “Enemy” who attacks without warning-to even hate
On the most innocent “creation of nature”-an infant!
Though everybody dies-The “Dream of Triumph” is still straight…
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:53 AM UTC
Non-plagiarized
success, Catholic
is! ecumenical
unity writhe:
eternal rock
beneath, my
Love is
“LOVE”
Wuthering heights,
Jane Eyre,
Charlotte Bronte,
Connotation, religion
Connotation?
motions of humane spirit guile not, vile not. Agile is
Catholic acumen unity acumen? Salvation of human
hearts heights
and hearth.
“Love one
another” An
angel begat
the scepter
of Lords.
Heavens Love!
Love…behold
acumen! Catholics,
the Holy Lord
is our shepherd.
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra (Inspired by Stephern Tweheyo)
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:44 AM UTC
Talk about an adventure__
This is “Dragon Land”…
Here, “dragons” are not imagination…
They really exist…
If you don’t tame “the dragon in your adventure”
It will “eat” you…
And if you don’t “tame the dragon”
You get to fly on “its back” wherever you want to go….
There are many “swords”
But there’s 1 sword with such “Unbelievable powers”___
“The Sword of Clarity”
We all have it but are “afraid” of it…
Some are not afraid of “the dragon”…
But they should be__
Because “the dragon” has only 1 mission in mind: “Food”
If you are not careful—some of your “most treasured”
Things will be “taken away” from you
You are the “Protector, The Knight” in Shinning armor of this “battle”
You have the “Sword of Clarity” that can make everything right—
So why are you afraid of pulling it out?.....
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:50 AM UTC
If any one should wish to get “The Divine Kingdom” for “self”
And to effect this by what “self” does for the expected “wreath”-
***** will not succeed at both.
The “Divine Kingdom” is a “Spirit like Thing” or path
And can’t be got by “active doing” in sooth!
***** who would so win it-destroys it;
***** who would hold it in his/her grasp-loses it
Who knows his “manhood’s strength”
Yet still his “female feebleness” maintains;
As to one “channel” flow the “many drains”
All come to him/her-yeah! All beneath the sky
Yet still many continue to ask of “The Void”-Why?
Thus the constant excellence retains
The simple “Indigo Child” again-free from all “stains”
Behold…..
The course & nature of things is such that-
What was “in front” is now “behind”
What was warmed anon-we freezing find,
Strength is of weakness on the toil;
The store in ruins mocks our toil
The soft overcomes the hard-
The weak surmounts the strong
And the “magnificent castles” are revealed from the “morning fog”….
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:51 AM UTC
Why muffle nature’s cause
For a second chance?
To heal a soul returning to light plus
Bespeaking an impending course
Predetermined in time and space
That this voguish emotion may win benevolence
Explaining such a remarkable science!
“The Science of Love”
That protects humanity twice
As much…
And warms the rousing soul thrice
As such…
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:39 AM UTC
Often times, abominations misled;
memories beyond travels abound,
with a mint of souls falsifying the "wind"
"flossing" our inner guide they intend...
maintaining a "dirty-game" like "secret agents"
what’s for the future?
having travelled from afar
is this our place?
to delineate as “aliens” scudding from the surface?
Who are we-but sojourners casting a dice of chance!
hitting the freeway, but for what "price"?
followed by a little "preparing the way,"
What else would we think about, anyway?
In time and space...or anywhere else!
Phew!
We are always here!
We will always be here...
Muhumuza Kenneth. E
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:38 AM UTC
Foretelling the sweet aura of a dream
Signaled by the silent whisper of the southern winds
When all that counts is the smooth sail downstream
And a peaceable expedition upon the Sahara silky sands…
Nowadays a young voyager seeks to understand and affirm
The recourse being presented by this mysterious cosmos
Which stealthily conceals its activity like swimming *****
Pursuing its ambition surreptitiously to win the dummy run;
Searching, leaching and escaping the monotone matrix amid countless
Incidences of mystery that only point to infinite possibilities
Devoid of meaning to the ‘blind’ mainstream masses
Initiated into scripts they did not opt to engrave;
The vexed issue of priorities to save
This amateur spirit innocently postulating for pity,
Searching to find the obliterated Sovereign deity
Whose sacred truth is jam-packed with piety:
Imploring, musing and mulling over yesterday
To sequentially understand today and tomorrow beyond the unvoiced valley,
Ascending the irksome expedition to the mountain top
Were the most wondrous reality awaits this intellectual creep,
That the delightful fortune being sought
Is the world “With-In” and not
The world “With-Out”
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:54 AM UTC
In Light, we see!
With intent, we are free….
Choosing to live a balanced Life,
generous with our Love
Is it just for us?
How about the stray dog looking for its lost master?
Trampled by woe!
searching for a house with Love
With no Choice but to hold on.
Is there a way for us to Change?
To savor the moment now?
Choosing,
To Love unconditionally!
To give incessantly!
To draw closer in Unity!
Is there time for us to grow?
Could the Moment be now?
For whatever we sow…..
It’s not about how,
In time it will show,
However slow,
“Now”
To savor the moment,
To regain the peace lost;
To keep the pride hoist.
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:42 AM UTC
Of fame or life,
Which do you hold dearer?
Of life or wealth,
To which would you adhere?
Keep life and lose those other things;
Keep them and lose your life?
Which brings Sorrow and pain more near?
Men come forth and live; they enter (again) and die!
Thus we may see,
Who cleaves to fame-
Rejects what is more great;
Who loves large stores…
Gives up the richer state.
Who is content
Needs fear no shame.
Who knows to stop
Incurs no blame.
From danger free
Long live shall he….
Who thinks his great achievements poor
Shall find his vigor long endure.
Of greatest fullness, deemed a void,
Exhaustion ne'er shall stem the tide.
Do thou what's straight still crooked deem;
Thy greatest art still stupid seem,
And eloquence-a stammering scream….
Muhumuza Kenneth Ezra.
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 3:45 AM UTC