Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe
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Poem "If you turn the pages...":
- written April 2009
- published April 15, 2009
- viewed 29 times
Other poems by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe:
»A Prayer for Transformation«
»A Question of Beauty«
»A Sketch of Democracy«
»Amidst the Boring Brown«
»At The Golf Course ' 97«
»Crime and grime«
»Doomed Destiny«
»Dreaming In Limbo«
»Easy Crossing the Balustrade«
»Emerging Images«
»End of Time«
»Fading Hope«
»Friendship«
»From The Inside Looking In«
»Hopelessness«
»In The Name Of Freedom«
»Legend Brother«
»Let it not be said then (an English sonnet)«
»Life's Order«
»Listen«
»Loneliness«
»Love, My Friends (an English sonnet)«
»More Blessings«
»Mother Africa«
»Mothers, Women, Wives«
»No more«
»Of misery and Anguish«
»Old Man«
»On Saying Goodbye«
»Once Upon A time«
»Our Golden Girl«
»Political Condoms«
»Relationships«
»Sing Our Song«
»Street Child«
»Sweet Bondage«
»Take The Bull By The Horns«
»The 'Human Garbage'«
»The 'X' of Exile«
»The Brown Messiah«
»The Cold Day Unveils«
»The Knocking Woodpecker«
»The meaning of loneliness«
»The Poets Have Spoken«
»The Prison I'm Not In«
»The Way«
»Things I Miss In Exile«
»This Life - An Oxymoron«
»True Love«
»When in your eyes It looks«
»When the end beckons«
»Zany«
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Poem "If you turn the pages...":
- written April 2009
- published April 15, 2009
- viewed 29 times
Other poems by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe:
»If you turn the pages...«
by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe
Take a glance at my draft book
And you'll see the lazy spider
who does not finish web poems
whose lines hang out loose
collecting the proverbial dust
that many a writer complain of.
You'll see tired tantrums, here,
of lines lining the lonely pages
And, there, a standing stanza
waiting to be finally finished,
if you glance at my draft book.
Broken pieces of phrases, you'll see
stretching their alliterated limbs
to their assonated aunts yearning
for a lost meaning and rhyme
if you look at my draft book.
Half baked images emerge
from in between lines screaming
sarcasims of inexact exaggerations
and hopeless hypnotic hyperboles
if you just turn the pages of that book.
And you'll see the lazy spider
who does not finish web poems
whose lines hang out loose
collecting the proverbial dust
that many a writer complain of.
You'll see tired tantrums, here,
of lines lining the lonely pages
And, there, a standing stanza
waiting to be finally finished,
if you glance at my draft book.
Broken pieces of phrases, you'll see
stretching their alliterated limbs
to their assonated aunts yearning
for a lost meaning and rhyme
if you look at my draft book.
Half baked images emerge
from in between lines screaming
sarcasims of inexact exaggerations
and hopeless hypnotic hyperboles
if you just turn the pages of that book.
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Tiema Muindi: "your poem reminds me of the likes of Taban Lo Liyong, Ngugi wa Thiongo and the late Okot bTek.GREAT"