TAPIWA
ASHLEY
MAWERE
AWAITING ECHOES
(WHSIPERS FROM THE GATE)
At midnight when my dreams go
silent
momma taught me to say a prayer,
Should hope fade shuffling off in
chains
at the altar I learnt to rattle
heaven's gate.
In the day we lost faith
love would pluck a star by night
So at the mountain top
on knees whispers would be echoes
Yesterday I whispered a prayer
my stomach churns patience awaiting
echoes
should a cloud steal the sun for
gray hour
A rattle would hold tears yet to
plummet like rain
In the day silence screams so loud
I fear when heartbeat fails to make
the music
I fear pleasant dreams as dawn
encroaches
So on the mountain top
knee deep I scream for echoes
I said a prayer
my echo never whispered back
I rattled heaven's gates
still the shackles woke not the
guardian
One knee down
my back awaited the figment of an
echo
Should I lose faith
the stars would remain secure
Insecure to my dreams
i'm losing grasp on hope
Halfway down the mountain I stopped
on two feet with whispers cursing echoes
READY TO BREATHE
Below the meniscus
I don't wanna drown
At the edge of a
Shadow
I fear the light
Before a new dawn
I'm ready to exhale
I care dream
I dare to breathe
I wish one day
I'll hope again
If the sky should
Fall
At least let me fly
If the world should
Stop in orbit
Allow me to Dance
one last circle
Allow me a motion
With pure emotion
I care to smile
I dare to believe
One day I might
Rekindle my faith
Before you touch
Promise to hold
me tight
Vow not to squeeze
But a breeze you'll be
Day and night
At dawn I'll care
If by dusk you're
There
If the sky should
Fall
A star I'll hold and
Be your music for life
I'll care to trust
I'll dare to feel
And with time
I'll love again
BLESSED WITH A DOSE YOU
My heart wants to count the hours
My soul wants to count the minutes
But my mind cares not for either
Why number the hugs, why list the
smiles
Why name splendid memories with a
figment of an ancient man's numericals
Why dwell on the past when a new
experience awaits
When trials grade a friendship
Dictionary Pages try define the
word friend
Hence they feel misquoted when i say they speak nonsense
I hope you don't mind when both are
delineated by experiences with you
Coz friendship makes sense when
defined as knowing you
As my mind anticipates the
laughter to come.
Let my heart reserve this day just to cherish,
Cherish a friend so true, a friend
called you
So as my lips dry out let my
breath carry my gratitude to the heavens
My gratitude to God for blessing me
with you
TAPIWA ASHLEY MAWERE
TAPIWA ASHLEY MAWERE is a young Zimbabwean who speaks
Shona as his mother tongue and English as a second language. He originates from
Zimbabwe but current works in South Africa .
There is power and deep emotion in your poetry, Tapiwa..
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