Masereka Amos

Rookie - 95 Points [Amos]

Masereka Amos Poems

1. Road To Gray Hair 1/13/2013
2. The Formless Struggle 1/14/2013
3. Behind The Blind Mind 1/29/2013
4. The Bride On The Wait List 3/28/2013
5. May You Show Me Symbols If I Am Loved Back? 4/3/2013
6. After The War 5/30/2013
7. A Child Is Born 6/4/2013
8. I Refuse To Be Comforted 6/26/2013
9. Rain 7/1/2013
10. Neighbor’s Hair (And Revenge Availed) 7/3/2013
11. I Am Confused 7/7/2013
12. A Quarrel Of Friends 7/10/2013
13. A Dry Riverside 7/25/2013
14. This Harvest 7/31/2013
15. Love’s Lost In A Devil’s Heart 8/6/2013
16. Everybody Needs It 8/8/2013
17. In Such A Happiness 8/15/2013
18. Nature Of History 8/19/2013
19. Genni, Love Of My Heart 9/7/2013
20. Thoughts 10/1/2013
21. Silence Is Traitorous 10/13/2013
22. Free At Last 10/22/2013
23. He Might Begin The Nonsense 11/5/2013
24. Lion Country Tess 11/7/2013
25. The Hidden Part Of Me 11/12/2013
26. I Am The Toilet Cleaner 11/13/2013
27. Life Without Eyes 2/4/2013
28. I Want To Die When I Have No More Value 2/25/2013
29. Dreams Of Wars 11/14/2013
30. All Your Tears Have Formed An Ocean 11/21/2013
31. The Unknown Casualty 12/8/2013
32. Anger And Love 12/24/2013
33. Nasikika Nikisema 12/27/2013
34. City Born 2/3/2014
35. 1996 4/23/2014
36. The Woman I Would Also Marry 7/19/2014
37. The Direction 7/19/2014
38. The Man Never Came 7/21/2014
39. Whoever Came She Showed Letters 7/21/2014
40. Burying His Own 7/30/2014
Best Poem of Masereka Amos

Mum's Little Baby Boy

While her pains lasted all the eight and one month
She drowned in deep shire until my birth

And whetted her strength with fury so bright
She headed straight down right

And felt she was swiftly moved endlessly
She forgotten all in all the rocky Clichy intensely

Sweated for once on an edge of something and calmed
Fought with struggle and behold

They chanted mum's little baby boy is born
And so is today between joy and happiness torn

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New Clothes New Habits

New clothes new habits
That leaves the receptacle no deficits

And they gone to school with guts
Ask them megabytes, gigabytes

Why drain sooner until the last mourner
Find them in junctions, saloons in any corner

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