Saturday 29 April 2017

New day

Behold,
It is a brand new day
I am part of.
Thanks be to God.
I see the sun shining
Everyone planning
I feel part of something big.
No fuss,
No rush,
I am resigned.
So I tweet
Like a bird
And breath like air.
I am glad
It is a new day

Sunday 23 April 2017

The Woman Who Loves Me

I want to be held by the woman who loves me.
She makes me feel young,
I want to rest in her arms forever.
I'm tired from the day's job
And can't wait to get home to her,
The woman who loves me.

When I'm down and lonely,
I only want to speak to the woman who loves me.
When sick,
I don't need  a prescription,
Her tender touch and care will do the trick.
She is my night nurse,
She is a diva.
She is phenomenal,
She is the woman who loves me.

When I am love troubled
And don't know what do,
You would see me write poems, about the woman who loves me.
She drives me crazy,
She is my queen
And I'm totally conquered.
She is a battle I lost when I won her.

When I am lazy,
I wanna be with the woman who loves me,
She beats the crap out of me,
Tough love she has for me.
She puts me on toes,
She is my life-force.
She is my coach,
She is my torch.
She is the one ensures that I don't run out of flame.

When I am having a tough time.
I wanna be hugged by the woman who loves me,
She can do it all night,
She never gives a crap.
She is my antidote,
She is my honey pot.
She is all I have,
The woman who loves me.

I wanna live forever with this woman.
She is so beautiful.
Every moment with her is a dream.
When I  am around her,
All my darkness dims.
Thank you God for this woman
She is indeed my rib.
She is my darling.
She is the woman who loves me.

Titto Mutny


Wednesday 12 April 2017

Campus Girl

I pray that he finds me early enough,
While I am young  and yummy,
Ripe and dripping with honey.
While I am a lone attractive fruit on a tree,
Such that I will be the apple of his eye.
I pray for him.
That he finds me before I drop ruthlessly,
Before I am roughly plucked by a stranger,
Who will  give me an ugly bite,
Then throw me away
Claiming I am not his taste.
I pray that  he finds me before I'm taken,
Before the feast of fruit flies,
Before I am unavailable to his eyes.
Before everything.
I want him to find me.
I pray that he grows tall enough,
So as to get to me when I become out of reach,
I relish myself on his lips.
I  yearn for him.
I want to be plucked only by him,
I want to be eaten by him.
It is him I want.
Only him.
So I pray.

Titto Mutny


Monday 10 April 2017

My heart awaits you

My heart awaits you
Like a pendulum ready to let go,
From a string
Or a stone from a sling,
Ready to swing.
My heartbeat counts down,
Waiting for that moment in time,
Still unknown,
When time will stop,
And my heart take deep,
In a pool of love.
For then,
I won't mind falling over.
My heartbeat counts down
Waiting for a moment in time,
Though one,
I am not alone.



Monday 3 April 2017

Don't put a hand on a woman

Papa,don't put a hand on that woman,
She is my mother.
She carried me in her womb for months,
Took good care of me for years.
She means everything to me.
If you want to pull her ears.
Or force her eyes to flow tears.
Find a man,not her.
She is my mother.

Hey brother,don't put a hand on that woman.
She is my sister.
It will ache me when I hear her wail in pain.
It will break my heart when I see her swollen bruised face.
And with that I might never forgive or forget.
My sister's pain is mine boy!

Hey dude,don't put a hand on that woman.
Can't u see she is a woman?
A woman needs not to be kicked.
A woman needs not to be abused.
A woman needs to be respected
She is a mother and a sister.

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Saturday 1 April 2017

Do not share your dream with the wind

I beg you candle,
Do not share your dream with the wind.
It could blow east,
Or blow west,
But will definitely blow you out
Leaving you in the dark.
You could dream to light the world like the sun,
Or light the night like the moon
Only let the fire of your dream
burn from the inside.
Keep it close to your heart,
Only keep the wax
And all that works for you in the loop.
I beg you candle,
Dont share your dream with the wind,
Because besides blowing  south,
It will definitely blow you out.



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