from kampala with love..

THESE POEMS ARE COPYRIGHT PROTECTED AND ARE THE INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY OF B.GIDEON AND K.COSMAS FROM THEIR COLLECTION; BYSAIL, BY CUPID.


ALL THESE HAVE BEEN PUBLISHED WITH PERMISSION FROM THE COPYRIGHT OWNERS.

ENJOY...


OPTIMISTIC:

MAY SEEKER BE FINDERS

MAY WISHERS BE ACHIEVERS

AND FRIENDS BE LOVERS

AND MAY WE END AS ONE

IN A KISS


TENDER NIGHT:

YOU ARE THE PASTE THAT DAZZLES ME WHITE

YOU ARE THE WATER THAT WASHES ME PURE

AND THE BLANKET THAT KEEPS ME WARM

YOU ARE THE SUN THAT SAYS GOOD MORNING

YOU ARE THE MOON THAT KISSES THE GOOD NIGHT

AND YOU ARE THE STARS THAT WISH ME SWEET DREAMS


REASONS:

YOUR PRESENCE IS WHY MY EYES SEE

YOUR VOICE IS WHY MY EARS LISTEN

YOUR BREATH IS WHY MY LUNGS RESPIRE

YOUR BLOOD IS WHY MY HEART BEATS

AND YOUR LOVE IS WHY I LOVE.


AS FOR LOVE:

LET ME BE OF GUILT

IF INNOCENCE IS A FACTOR

MAKE THEE RIPE

SO THY GRAPES MAY DRIP OF VINE

LET I BE PRISONER

IF FREEDOM WILL NOT LET IT BE

STARVE ME OF ALL WATERS

SO I MAY THIRST FOR YOUR LOVE

LET I TO THE BRIM FILL OF IMPURITY

SO IN THEE I MAY FIND PURITY

LET ME BE IT

SO IT MAY BE


HELPLESS:

I AM SMALL AND LITTLE

UNDER HER PALMS OF VIGOR

I AM SLOW AND WEAK

UNDER HER HOT CRUEL WINDS AND I STRUGGLE IN MY

HAUNTED HOUSE

AS IT IS A YELLOW DESERT OF FATE

I AM CRANED OUT OF THY SAND BED OF REST

AND BLINDED IN THE BLUE SEA OF CLOUD

I AM OUT OF HER NET THAT TEARS DO WET

A WISH TO A BLOUSING STORM

IS ALL I CAN MAKE FOR I AM ONLY AN ACHE

IN HER BACK OF HATE

AS I AM NOT A MATE

BUT ONLY A WEEVIL

IN MY WATCHING NEST.

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