Lost Love Poem by Mauta Thuranira Peter

Speck less solitary souls,
Contented with their two some solitude,
Oblivious of surrounding humanity,
One mind, one heart, common doubts,
We trans versed the thorny terrain.
Feigning blinkers for bliss,
Entangled in love and alive,
T'was life while it last.

Misty dark morning s' I disentangled from your embrace,
Me knew it was meant to last-
From the caves we made love,
To love wrapped beaches of affluence-
N smiling death.
For T'was life while you last.

As you kissed my burning cheek,
It was all sweet sensation,
And a puzzle darkly interior.
As you waved eternal bye,
It was all future save for black,
Emblazoned on your baby soft palm.
For my heart a sprinter I got,
It was love while I last.

Bloodshot eyes searches into the
horizon,
For pillar to this hopeless hope,
Of calling it a dream,
And linger with dreamers faith,
It was life while it last.

Ngugi screams all night,
Gazemba wails dawn to dusk,
Standa calls out to loving mama,
Aunt Bessie went to her people,
But we wait with Zest and denial,
For you love of our lives.

Damn the man made monster,
For taking such rose from our midst,
And with it my heart,
It will be eternal love when we meet.