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Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe

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Poem "Relationships":
- written June 2008
- published November 21, 2008
- viewed 256 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«

»If you turn the pages...«

»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«

»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«

»Relationships«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe

Were those pearly lips brooms
and those rotund cheeks bellows
and my love specks of dust,
I would ask you to blow it away
into the dust bin of your heart.

Were those brown eyes chocolate eggs
and those cute ears love bars
and my love joules of heat,
I would ask you to melt them
into my resisting heart.

Were those hands soft wool
and those fingers ear-buds
and my love very premature,
I would ask you to embalm it always
until it matures to adulthood.

Therefore, my love, take me
just as you have always found me
and let our love grow
so that between us it will flow
watering our relationship forever.

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