Saturday, 30 April 2016


I was the novel she would read in the night,
Licked her fingers just to flip my pages right,
Laid me on her chest, when she went to sleep,
Turned, on her sides, and down, I would slip.

She read my last chapter, and ended my story,
Tattered my cover, tore pages, she wasn't sorry,
Set the mess on a whirlwind, Oh merciless glory,
I'll find new pages and words to rewrite my story!

Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Friday, 29 April 2016

"IF I..."

If I used my lips as brushes,
will your skin be my canvas?
If shadows led me on your body,
will I come to find my treasure?
If I flipped your pages just right,
will you read out loud the verse?
If I breathed hard on your skin,
will it come to life, wrap me in?
When the sun undresses, mornin',
will you smile whilst kissing me?

"If I"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Thursday, 28 April 2016


Her heart,
Tender and soft,
I fell into it.
Sunk, so deep in,
Got deep absorbed.
Her walls were,
A grip was,
Engulfed, deeper,
Deeply cutting.
Bled with love,
Flooded heart.
I drowned, died,
Burried me,
In her heart.
Placed a rose,
My soul rose,
She kissed it.
My soul, in Her,
Will forever,

"Died In Her Heart"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


It's sweeter when it turns red,
Mould grows better on bread,
In the dark, clean filth is bred,
Serve the wine, and the bread.

I'll just close my eyes, lie here,
You won't close yours, oh, fear,
It's safe in here, worry not dear,
Cobwebs won't strangle for a tear.

Well, explorers need not maps,
And after sleep I still need naps,
Life, it's full of spaces and gaps,
Filled by drinks from heart cups.

"Heart Cups"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Tuesday, 26 April 2016


"Worst times in history to ever live in,
Well, roll your eyes, fold your lips, but,
It remains the truth our eyes fail to see.
The lies that our hearts are quick to take,
And the war our souls have ever lost to.

My train of thought derails, everytime,
that I think of this, good thing on board,
comes along no one I heart, those I love.
They aren't in my mind, but in my heart,
That way, I will keep them from the hurt."

"Worst Times"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Monday, 25 April 2016


I woke up in the morning, betrayed by mankind,
I could hear the screams, the voices in my mind,
"Wake up little boy!", She would yell my Mama,
I had no strength left in me, all I did was murmur.

Charged, down the stairs, a little talk with Papa,
Got scared at the stares, gonna have some drama,
"Run away boy!", His eyes spoke out the trauma,
"Am sorry...Am sorry father! Forgive me Papa!"

"In The Wrong"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Saturday, 23 April 2016


When I was a boy,
Mama would hold firm my shoulders,
stare in to my eyes, and with a smile say,
"Son, some day you'll grow into a man,
she will steal your heart, in her, you'll find,
Love, new life, a new world and a treasure!"

Then I grew into a man,
I held her firm by her shoulders,
stared into her eyes, and with a smile said,
"Mama I found her, the girl from your words,
she stole my heart, and in her, I found more,
More than Love, everything! More of a treasure!"

"Mama I Found Her!"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


Thunder and the whistles of the wind,
Rain made the roof sing to the night.
My skin brushed, soothingly on yours,
Shallow moans, escaped from your lips.
Hard breaths, moist neck and forehead,
serving myself all to your lips tonight.

Melting between the sheets, dripping,
down the floor, toes curl, heartbeats slow.
Your body was poetry, I was the rhythm.
And, in the night, we made the flow!

"In The Night"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


Will you take me home with you,
Will you cry with me, when I do,
Will you row our life boat for two,
Will you be who you promised to,
Will you always walk in my shoe,
Will you tell me, "I love you too",
Will you be the dove, in my zoo,
Will you be the spice in my stew,
Will you believe, my love is true,
Will you love me, life all through,
Will you help me up, saying, 'I do'...

"Will You?"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Friday, 22 April 2016


"Body of a soldier,
heart of an angel,
brim-full soul jar,
words that end all.

Soul of a warrior,
reigns like a lion,
she was a worrier,
he would lie-on..."

"Withering Petals"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Thursday, 21 April 2016


"I will sweep all the hurt from my heart,
then, tuck it up the corners of my smile.
I would have been done before the start,
but, I considered giving it a little while.
Emotions, torture, the heart falling apart,
It felt like swimming upstream the Nile!"

"Inner Cries"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Wednesday, 20 April 2016


'Black and white', like a 'Panda',
She'd crayons when I found her,
well, her heart would pound her,
so I tied love strings, around her,
and in my soul, I will bound her,
In a pool of love, I drowned her,
like diamonds, I will mound her,
got zero intentions to wound her,
but, a galaxy-full of love for her!

"A Galaxy-Full Of Love"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Tuesday, 19 April 2016


A seed, sprouted in august,
Will grow robust and just,
Deep-rooted, it fruits fast,
For us, this tree will last.

"Love Tree"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Sunday, 17 April 2016


"She was something like the moonlight,
she burned, glowed, shone in the night,
she was like a feeling you wouldn't fight,
she fought with the heart of a witty knight."

Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


My soul wants to run away,
to a place it has never known.
Life's meaning has been redefined,
to a meaning it has no yearning for.

It scratches my inner side,
bruising my inner self walls,
left behind, writings of hate,
graffiti that read a sore fate.

The utterly feel, displacement,
feels so right from the inside,
but so wrong from the outside.
'My soul's living in the wrong era'.

"Wrong Era"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


"All my blood trickles down
my finger tips, firm grip on my pen.
Emotional, totally swooning over you.
A word for each of my heartbeats,
a breath for each stroke of ink.
These scribbles sing a love song!"

"Scribbles Of Love"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


"I made a little hole under my heart,
that my emotions would escape,
down my arm, to the tip of my pen.
As it took a walk down the paper,
it left behind footsteps.
Footsteps that would try to serve justice,
to what my speech-denied, mute heart,
has always struggled to convey.

Cherry lips, angel eyes. A soul wrapping skin.
Soothing voice, with the sweetness of a lifetime.
You love, can make hell freeze in a heartbeat.

All day, I paint your images with brushes,
brushes of love-filled complements.
It's an offspring of the dear missing of you.
If I had you in my arms tonight,
I would rub my nose against yours, and kiss you!"

"If I Had You Tonight"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Friday, 15 April 2016


'Blood is red, roses are too,
love is bred, one from two,
soul bread, I love only you,
if it's trade, I'll do it with you.'

"I Love Only You"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Wednesday, 13 April 2016


Wipe off the dust, make it glitter,
scrub off the rust, make it neater,
lost was the trust, made you bitter,
forget the unjust, pop that blister.

Strangled that neck, then, licked fingers,
trust, led to a wreck, out, the soul lingers,
'Excuse me just a sec', all it took, stingers,
let go, end that trek, move, like the rivers.

Drew Poetry
Andy Mwalasha

Friday, 8 April 2016


"Tears for the dears,
Cheers to the jeers,
birds out sad quests,
broken shells, nests.

The heart decides,
The body executes,
The brain, always,
the doubting party."

"Tears For The Dears"
Drew Poetry.
~Andy Mwalasha

Monday, 4 April 2016


You trigger my emotions,
Holding pens and brushes,
Deep, depth of the oceans,
You smile magical potions.

Pinned to your every smile,
Writes, you down the aisle,
In thoughts, top of the pile,
Have this kiss from a mile...

Drew Poetry
"Ink and Paint"
~Andy Mwalasha


Take a deep breath,
let go, find strength,
look for a little faith,
and let go the wraith.

"Let Go"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

Sunday, 3 April 2016


Sadness is some messed up happiness,
Happiness could be spiced up sadness,
It could be that we wear the happiness,
but our naked look, is a tale of sadness,

Short Poems
"Happiness And Sadness"
~Andy Mwalasha

Saturday, 2 April 2016


One, two, three,
Three words, "I love thee",
This seed will grow into a tree,
And Love will be you and me.

Four, five, six,
Times I'll kiss your cheeks,
Loving, laughing, loving that mix,
If you'll, let me show you some tricks.

Seven, eight, nine,
Heart of heaven, straight to mine,
Lit a dark world, all through shine,
Found a pond full of love, and a line.

Ten, ten, ten...
Times I'll love you again, and again,
A heart, plentiful of love, "a love den",
For you, I promise love, and never pain.

Love poetry collection,
"Love count"
~Andy Mwalasha


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