Tembo John

  • MusingsPhoto of The Last Song

    The Last Song

    I wish is the title I compose it in salt I’m singing it on needles I sing it in bed. In loss of hope My breath turns into a beat…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Let’s Talk

    Let’s Talk

    Write this for me, In fear my pen cries, We can turn this brown grass green. In rotten hands life may sleep, In a dying heart’s existence can turn meaningless,…

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  • PoetryPhoto of The Virus

    The Virus

    If a part of the world become sick, We all become sick. The sky must be blue. Let’s pray In truthfulness, For the greediness of man that has brought coldness,…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Abortive Land

    Abortive Land

    Your narrative starts in tears You bath in kisses of death You have an affable breast You breastfeed the heads in chains Your children are called premature It hurts On…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of In You

    In You

    You strengthen my loose blocks My wall grows with your beauty Your voice is my favorite song I’m singing along when you speak during the day and at night Like…

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  • PoetryPhoto of I’m Hearing

    I’m Hearing

    Her voice is a vacuum, Her tears dry in sickness. She is saying to me, “My feelings are dry bones A wind of life can’t raise My heart is a…

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  • MusingsPhoto of It’s Hot

    It’s Hot

    Clear sky, Sun and hot, Wind but hot. The sweet of your air is gone, You cry salt. Our bodies sweat salt, We are in pain. Diseases and hunger chat…

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  • MusingsPhoto of No African is Black

    No African is Black

    kwyeouls That turn into diamonds and gold Don’t sell us It’s no longer a dark age My children shall never test The sweet of the cursed Let them hear this…

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  • MusingsPhoto of These And This

    These And This

    These are simple words These are effects These can be called economical instabilities This is for big bellies Those covered in short skirts This is for big legs drinking in…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Broken Heart

    Broken Heart

    In trash I was lost I called her my love Twice Thrice in my sleep In painting love I lost life. I lost it In manners of wolves My voice…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Full Stop

    Full Stop

    Your smile bombs hatred, It’s like hungrily intestines anxious to test a delicious meal, Your eyes are bright, In the dark they act as light, You cry honey, You make…

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  • MusingsPhoto of It’s About

    It’s About

    It’s no long about a slap on a cheeks, It’s about hitting and beating like humans are stones, It’s about the black jackets filling their stomachs with coins and notes,…

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  • MusingsPhoto of I Refuse To Grow

    I Refuse To Grow

    Finding joy in the drops of rain, Seeing beauty in mud, Laughing in the middle of sadness, Forgiving and forgetting, Why should I leave this beautiful life? Playing with grasshoppers,…

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  • PoetryPhoto of The Regret is Late

    The Regret is Late

    Dying is not an option To the policy that is a police Arresting the poor into merciless poverty Those without ink Are dying in pain The ‘how?’ and ‘why?’ are…

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