Valerian Mwenda Poems

It's been utterly impossible,
For my youthful heart to find peace,
This sprouts from
My conspicuous inability,
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What comes out of grief dissected, I ask
When it’s mutualised for its pain to mask
Does it settle down like blown dust?
Or disappear like sun rays at dusk
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Why don’t you make up your mind?
To allow somebody to fall in love with you
You’ve fenced your heart with a wall of stone
Stout than that of China
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Contrary to the code of popular moral etiquette
Self love is neither egocentrism nor selfishness
It’s rather just self love
For love is ultimately universal
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Love is no religion
It’s not founded on antique annals
And stipulations of regulations
Its formulas are not inscribed
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So, when does two hearts
Thaw, merge and become one?
Is it when the chimes of the aisle ring?
Or when the damsel is garnished
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