Moses Ocharo Poems

Where art thou fair-child of my yester years?
Do rush forth and this mine sorrows depart
To eclipse my hurts and lick up my fears
To warm this my numb and frostbeaten heart
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Many ups and downs have watch'd our eyes my love
Our hearts have felt the heats of all desire
And hurts too seen unjustly so cool our fires
To deepest gorges from the stars above.
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What are diamonds, what is gold,
What are pearls, chests full of silver;
If I can't give you love to hold,
Rest in thy wings not to shiver? .
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She came to my bed last night;
so gracefully, with halos bright.
I saw an aura of loneliness about her
for the sky was dull, not even a single star
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When you're down and feel like giving up;
when you're tempest-tost in the seas of misfortune,
when it seems that the world's on top of you,
and all your days have turned to night;
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Trapped in idiological abysms
Flooded by metaphors and synonyms
Literally speaking you've sinked
But you know, you blood's inked.
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I see her charming smile
Her beautiful doe-like eyes
The dimples in her cheeks
Things I can only see.
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These nests were ours
Whence we shared our love
These waterfalls, these showers
Blesséd from up above
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So let it be on rooftops
That I have climbed above
Let my heart and soul be props
Of mine as I hail my love.
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How I was loved, yet my heart unknown to love
Too cold, a mirror hued so darkly to ray it back
In praise so mute. My soul did from Thee ever tuck
And turn'd my eyes away, for pride had steep'd above
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