"TWO RIVERS"

We were two rivers,
Rippled our waters,
Raced down valleys,
Threaded mountains,
Fought the sun's rays,
Embraced the moon's,
Washed over the rocks,
Survived all water falls!

Then, made a union at the oceans,
Our rivers would share the waters,
Wind gently made shallow ripples,
Diluted the sea salt to suit our tastes,
We killed the waves, at the shores,
Sang along, the sky's rhythmic blues,
Once upon a dream were two rivers,
Flowed together, united, ruled oceans!

"Two Rivers"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

"RAINBOWS AND ROSES"

The rainbow has only seven colors,
Yet paints the sky, serene elegance,
A rose pricks with the thorns it has,
Then heals with its sweet fragrance.

Like the rainbow, the little you have,
May be, all that you will ever have,
And yet, all that you will ever need,
To breathe life, into what you need.

Like the rose, the good aids the bad,
Find ways to be happy, don't be sad,
Thorns remind, struggle to the petals,
Petals wrap the happiness one holds.

"Rainbows And Roses"
Drew_Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

"YOU ARE LOVE"

You are nothing but pure love to me,
And yet everything about love to me,
The cloud that shields from the sun,
For you, my dad is proud of his son.

Mum says you have a heart like hers,
Little bro thinks you're from the stars,
To the world we're one of its wonders,
To us it's out of our love what one does.

"You Are Love"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

"FADED"

That much light, in your eyeballs,

That much height, on your walls.

Late nights we fight, on all our calls,

Always alright, but with tear falls.

What's that? My face you won't look at,

What made us blunt? We used to cut!

Well, now you love more of your cat,

I hate it's stares at me, like am a rat!

I wonder what I never did, or even gave,

Made promises to love you to my grave.

When I said to you "I love you my Dove", 

An empty stare was all that you gave!

"Faded"

Drew Poetry

~Andy Mwalasha

"THE TWIG"

The twig danced, 

to the melodies of the wind,

undressed, dropped its leaves, 

down to the ground,

gave itself all up, 

all for believing in the bound,

The wind fled, 

the twig broke, it was clowned.

"The Twig"

Drew Poetry

~Andy Mwalasha

"LATE WORMS"

A tale,
told by a man,
Once,
a boy's nightmare.

The start,
makes the end.
The warrior,
makes the knight.

Out of the ordinary,
miracles,
Reflections tell a fairy,
Mirror calls.

What's treated right, 
Never would have left,
Early birds are lucky,
Late worms are too!

"Late Worms"
Drew_Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

"SPOILED GRAIN"

Was it for your gain, or my pain,
that I laid myself on your hand,
It was for the shine and the rain,
then washed me ashore like sand.

You broke the chain just to slain,
lips on me, skin would deep stain,

left my lane, my rail and my train,

fertile soil, you, the spoiled grain!

"Spoiled Grain"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha