PRAISE MK NKHOMA

 

 

If I Were You

 

I would have done this and that differently

Perhaps I might have prevented mishaps and swerved off their course

I wouldn't have wondered why people failed me or why I did, obviously

Maybe I wouldn't have dazed myself long enough with ignorance

 

I would have done things my own way featly

Own a sun-drenched beach where echoes would snigger briefly

Following the flowers and saffron of a summer sunset

And live in reality the dream that the sun would never set

 

In the nick of time to act, I'd curb humans of their deep heart

That they don't bargain for the graves they are fated

Make them walk steadily by faith and not by sight

And bring to life the doctrines which fades out in the dusk

 

I'd have turned the passion of a flower rimmed in the dust into a man

The blade of the grasses under my feet into his sword

The warmth of the shells and nests in a cold day into his shield

But all these would have been my own bane

If I were to be you

©️Praise Mk Nkhoma

 

Weave For Us

 

Weave for us the makeup women's makeup

Fittingly a floral carpet at the dry river bed

A fair clarity of a winged mystery flying there by

A soft pouring upon it's fields following an evening

Of quawking equatic ecstasies at the shore

And a piecing light through the gorges at sunset

 

Weave for us the walls long left shoved

For our hearts are battered up for the pages

We toil with the flowing air to take a running jump

Spared for karma which grows perfectly true with age

And remain stagnant in the furtherance of life's tortures

 

Weave for us the fabric of oneness

Gapping wide the curtains shrouding the chambers of our kindness

Densely heaping us in the hollow of your uniqueness

Aggravating our briskly cadencing hospitality

Should humanity be a vague notion, bloom it's dawning away

 

Weave for us a garment of plain love

It's jaw straight, it's eyelids blinking not

It's vastness drowning the segments of grief and hate

Keeping tears away no doubt, weave for us, Lord

Weave for us the heart one love

©️Praise Mk Nkhoma

 

I'm Just A Girl

 

I want to taste the danger of not sinking into this total silence

I want to paint some sort of portraits in maybe a word

Why have i gone from feeling damp to being dripping sad

Perhaps this sense of want shall rewrite my peace

 

Yes, I'm just a girl but I'm more than just a face

I have dreams and aspirations, I have my own pace

My soul is drunk and my verdure is ruined for use

Would you take advantage of a crippled heart to bruise?

 

I'm tired of being held a captive in the jungles of your estimations

I want a welcome reception and a love poem full of affirmations

Should you continue objectifying me than who I truly am?

I want to sing with you all sorts of songs except the sad tunes

 

You only see my curves and promise you love me to pieces

Okay I'm not familiar with music that's why I take your words as gospel

It's fine I have feelings I can't control but I have a beating heart too

Do you ever mind all these before thrusting yourself on me?

 

You nuzzle my neck when I cry, "NO NO, please leave me alone!"

But your voice is a gun, you inch my dress higher and undid my bra

You stoke my engine and thump your tail leaving me a victim

I am a girl and more than just my appearance

I am worthy of all the love and acceptance

©️Praise Mk Nkhoma

 

PRAISE MK NKHOMA

 

PRAISE MK NKHOMA is a multi-award-winning writer and spoken word artist based in Malawi. He is much passionate in pursuing literature as for years it's been a surviving strategy to his daily life. So far, he has published one book of his own and many of his poems has been featured in more than 16 anthologies.