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Bittersweet Poetry- Poems of the week by Androphene Mulali & Mwape Mumba

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Poetry is an art form that needs to be developed and brought to the spotlight .  To start off this series we have two poems

Dear husband by Androphene Mulali

” Dear husband

You were my Mr. Right

In my eyes you could do no wrong

I was so young and head over heels, blinded by my love

I couldn’t see that all it was, was the fast tracking wheels

To a place men feverishly call hell

Well…I call home

All I wanted was for us to marry

I couldn’t wait to be your wife

Cook clean, look after you and your children to carry

How naïve and juvenile my love for you was

I did not realise the veracity if the matter

Which is that the gravity if this natural disaster you call a marriage

Quickly lost its sanctity

I did not grasp the true essence of your stupidity

Before I came to realise my own stupidity, after saying I do to a man who obviously didn’t

A man who won’t, or is it that you can???…STOP HITTING ME!??

The signs were there, but ignorance is bliss, so I ignored them

Instead I blamed myself and made excuses for you,coz you said “baby am sorry,il never do it again it’s a one time folly”

I couldn’t bear the thought of walking away from what we had spent years building

Wait or is it what I spent years building??

Cause now that everything is clearer, I know for a fact you didn’t put in jack

You are such a jack… STOP HITTING ME!!

They say appetite comes with eating, but your appetite for my tears, my disgrace, and my pain is insatiable

And now my face is not sociable, because it looks like it was run over by a train, what do you gain??

My mother once told me that it was a good horse that never stumbled and like a good wife I never grumbled

But you doubled your punches

Was loving me like a real man loves his wife so difficult??

For the only love between us was that between your fist and my face

Your foot in my stomach, my womb became a tomb in which my child was destined never to leave alive

STOP HITTING ME!!

Is it my fate to die at the hands of a rake?

A Scorned bitter woman, full of hate

Am gathering my last shred of self respect

My love beaten, dying and am leaving you

So watch me walk away, my head held high

My hips swaying to the sound of my heels, no jezebel

But am sure as the sun that you are going to hell

I guess this is my valediction to end this addiction

So cry me a river or until your eyes pop out, I won’t stay

So please stop hitting yourself, coz now you realise that your folly was not a folly in itself until you lost the only woman you ever truly loved

Wife… “

 

DARE TO BELIEVE By Mwape Mumba



” Remove the veil of deception from your eyes
as they come to you differently disguised

As they secretly and differently have improvised

their malicious deceptions that cover your eyes.

Get up and rise

its your choice to be knowledgeable and to be wise

With belief their is no surprise

So learn…

So that u devise a master plan that will better our lives

I echo the words

“get up stand up,stand up for your right,yes get up stand up and don’t give up he fight”

Once u are given this chance and once is the plight

To stand up and be strong in the fight for what is right,

As obvious as comes day so there comes night.

So don’t stop…

u understand me right?

Its a process to be monitored in total closeness that if u are not in line with your choices you end up giving in to total foolishness

So ask for grace

The veil of deception something that is there from the inception of life… taking you into a certain direction… Filled with joy and strife But its up to u, u hold it in your hands

So  make that decision…

Remove the veil and see the truth

So get up stand up, Stand up for what is right yea get up stand up and don’t give up the fight…

don’t give up the fight…”


By Kapa187

19 COMMENTS

  1. These are not poems! Do you call this poetry? This is a bunch of stuff arranged in the format of poems. Give us a break!

  2. Very nice to read and flow with the poets` minds.I thirst for more.To the publishers, will you please continue with this segment.Gokigo Milazhe,dont you think it would be more constructive to encourage the unexposed art than condemn those who at least try to empty their thoughts through creative writing?Do you have better suggestions?I am sure like all arts,the more the practice the better the results.Peharps given space to express themselves we will read better poems from Mulali,Mumba and many more poets out there.

  3. Very good start indeed! I enjoyed reading the poems for a change.

    Forget the nay sayers like @Gokigo, gloomy people thrive on negativity!!!

  4. #6 Yambayamba there’s some truth to Gokigo’s comment. If you’re used to reading stuff from Shakespeare, Goethe, Soyinka & others, these poems actually sound more like stories. Not that they are lacking in creativity, but some verses are rather too long and the language too simple. The best poems I have read were all quite short but carried so much word power and narrative force in them that they simply demanded to be heard!

    • @7, Nine Chale:

      Very true sir, but the authors you have mentioned are world class poets who have been/were at it their entire lives. These two are still young and just starting off in their craft! This fact should be appreciated and not just cut them to pieces for the fun of it. There is nothing encouraging or supportive about @Gokigo Milazhe post. Are we Zambians really lack the capacity to encourage one another when we are trying?!!

      Let us support these young people/generation when they attempt something positive. With enough encouragement and guidance, they might some day reach the levels of the poets and authors you have mentioned. I bet Shakespeare or Soyinka didn’t get to be great authors/poets in a single day, year, even a generation—-that is my point!!!!

  5. I hate poems, its like senseless talk. As big as you chaps are still reading childish things, if you are bored get novels.

  6. @7, Nine Chale:

    Very true sir, but the authors you have mentioned are world class poets who have been/were at it their entire lives. These two are still young and just starting off in their craft! This fact should be appreciated and not just cut them to pieces for the fun of it. There is nothing encouraging or supportive about @Gokigo Milazhe post. Are we Zambians really lack the capacity to encourage one another when we are trying?!!

    Let us support these young people/generation when they attempt something positive. With enough encouragement and guidance, they might some day reach the levels of the poets and authors you have mentioned. I bet Shakespeare or Soyinka didn’t get to be great authors/poets in a single day, year, even a generation—-that is my point!

  7. Sorry,
    Meant to say @10…”Do we Zambians really lack the capacity….” and not “Are we Zambians….”

    thanks!

  8. Every one has a way they see and understand life and so we are all entitled to our own opinions. If we all thought alike life would be boring. Why should we have another Shakespeare, or a Micheal Jackson?? That’s were we go wrong us Zambian’s always trying to be like that other guy. If one tries to be like the other guy the closest you’ll ever be is number two. And just so you know Poetry has genres and types and like art everyone has their own style

    However constructive criticism is appreciated and many thanx to your valid opinions, Bittersweet Poetry is here to provide a platform for poets, to enhance and expose the Art and better our very own poets, helping preserve our culture

  9. @13,bank a moon
    juvenile… you probably think a date is putting Vaseline on your hand before masturbating. Grow up, and for the love of all things Holy, please try not to end up like the guy she is writing about.(The misogynistic signs are showing, son). sigh… Juvenile…

    As for you Androphine… your material is alright, if a little worn. However, your delivery.. I would suggest it needs a little work. It is important to read your work out loud as poetry has a cadence, a rhythm, a beat. Be it staccato or something that slides languorously, your work should be a harmonious whole, the pace should match the message and the emotions you are trying to invoke/evoke in you, and thus the reader.

    Read more poetry, write more poetry. Good luck.

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