Series of Creative Literature Poems by Victory Mashizha from Zimbabwe
Series of Creative Literature Poems by Victory Mashizha from Zimbabwe
- New season.
No matter how dry it maybe during winter.
A new season will come,
with a new weather.
New atmosphere.
New dress code.
New everything.
Even nurture.
The previous season may be tough,
But this new season comes with better and exciting things.
New season, New things.
A season that you have never seen.
A season that you have never experienced.
A brand-new season.
A season of success.
A season of greater things.
A season of higher levels.
A new season.
Enjoy the new season
and forget about the previous one.
Focus on the new season
along with what it has brought for you.
Because new seasons come with new beginnings.
Poet : Malivs
- This is my best holiday.
Resting from school.
Sometime of rest.
For my mind to rest a bit.
This is my best holiday.
A holiday full of joy and fun.
A holiday full of excitement.
A holiday full of many different things.
This is my best holiday.
A holiday that is different from any other.
A holiday that makes me forget about school.
This holiday where l get to meet my whole family.
The holiday that we spend together as a family.
This December holiday.
My best holiday.
A holiday where l get to eat food cooked by my grandmother.
My favorite food.
ln this best holiday.
A holiday full of love and affection.
This December holiday.
My best holiday.
Poet: Malivs
- Unknown writers.
Skill is there.
Experience is there.
Wonderful written massages to the world,
lts there.
But unknown.
They are writing their wonderful stories, poems, speeches and so much more but unknown.
Then keep it to themselves.
Sometimes under a mattress.
To be eaten by rats.
All that talent gone.
Something that was going to motivate someone.
That was going to uplift someone’s life.
It being eaten by rats,
just because of being unknown.
Who would realize such wonderful talent if it’s hidden.
Only rats will get them.
All that goes to the beings that are useless too.
Please try to help the unknown writers.
Who have wishes to be an author!
The world’s best authors.
Are hidden,
hidden in side their homes.
Hidden under the mattress.
Please help to unveil hidden writers.
Unknown writers.
The future authors.
Poet: Malivs
- My past is behind.
Now l am not thinking about the past.
Just thinking about the future.
Focusing on the past won’t benefit me in any way.
My present and future are ahead of me.
Better forget my past
because my past is behind me.
Why think about the past when it’s behind?
Why think about what l did in my darkest day?
When l have left it behind.
It’s behind like….
l left it a long time ago.
A long time l left it,
Please forget about it.
I have forgotten about
it.
The past is behind.
All that stealing,
Murdering.
And all the other
Are behind.
My past is behind.
Everything is behind.
May you accept and
forgive me.
Forget about the past.
l have changed now.
I am a changed person.
l left all of that behind.
Poet: Malivs
- My favorite food.
ln order for you to live,
You need to eat.
You need food to have some energy.
Energy to work.
ln that food, you will be having a favorite among them all.
You may be having them all, but there is only one favorite one.
My favorite food is sadza and beef with some vegetables on the side.
First, l like the way my mother cooks it,
With her special touch.
A magical hand.
It makes me want to eat more and more.
Then this food almost completes a balanced diet.
Which is needed by our bodies.
It’s food that makes me work without getting lazy.
l love sadza with meat and that are my favorite food.
Poet: Malivs
- My past, it’s behind.
Why judge me?
Why look down at me ?
Is it because of my past?
That’s behind.
My past is behind.
But why is it like you look at me like that same person.
I made mistakes, l know.
l did no good, l know.
But why is it like you still judge me of these same mistakes.
Those mistakes that made me look bad, but that’s my past, and it’s behind.
l left it behind.
l’m now a changed somebody.
l have turned into a new leaf.
A new somebody.
As l have left my past behind.
My past is behind.
Please accept me.
l want to prove myself that l have changed, and my past is behind.
All that stealing,
Kidnapping,
Murdering and so
much more are behind.
They are my past.
l have changed.
Please accept me because my past is behind.
- Knowing my weakness doesn’t mean you know me.
You know me inside out.
You know everything about me.
Even my strengths.
My joys.
And my weakness.
Do you know my weaknesses?
Don’t you even know me?
You may be knowing me more than myself.
More my friend,
And anyone else around me.
Knowing my weakness,
You really doesn’t know me.
You should be knowing me inside out.
Just because of these weaknesses of mine.
Knowing my weakness,
please don’t take advantage of them to hurt
me.
To bring trouble to me.
To bring me down.
Because l know what my weakness is the only ones that can hurt me.
That can bring me down.
That can me use as a weapon against me.
Knowing my weakness doesn’t you know me,
doesn’t you know me.
Don’t take advantage of these weaknesses.
l will be hurt to the core.
Poet: Malivs
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- l won’t go back to the things l used to do.
Beating people.
Stealing from people.
Cheating people.
Killing people.
l did all of that.
l used to.
lt used to make me happy.
l have left it behind.
l won’t go back there.
That’s the past.
It’s behind.
l won’t be going to do it again.
lt won’t happen again.
l won’t go back to the things l used to do.
Why don’t you accept me?
Why don’t you understand that l’m not going back?
l know it was wrong.
l know it is wrong.
l know it was wrong of me doing all that.
I am not going back.
lm not going to do it again.
lm not thinking of it anymore.
lts the past, l’m not going back.
l have moved on.
I am not going back to what I used to do.
I am a changed person now.
l am a new person now.
l have turned into a new leaf now.
l am not going back to the things l used to do in the past.
Now I am fighting for what’s right.
Now I am fighting against all wrong.
Against all Evil.
Against all odds.
I have changed and left the past behind.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- Absent mother.
Mother passed away when l was just seven years old.
I neither knew anything about life nor death.
l was as innocent as a baby.
Then my pa had to get married again.
My stepmom had two daughters.
l would be safer in my father’s absence and in his presence.
l would safer day and night.
All l know now is to work.
I am forced to work day and night, non-stop.
l worked while my stepsisters were busy sited.
Playing and enjoying moments with friends.
That’s when l remember my mother and all the love and affection she had for me.
lf my mother was here, l wouldn’t be going through all this.
l wouldn’t always be at work, watching others study and play.
She would protect me from every evil.
She would give me good advises when I am doing wrong.
Likewise, she would shower me with love and affection.
Furthermore, she would always keep me happy.
That’s my mother.
But by God’s will,
She left me.
I am not with her now.
My mother, my heroine.
Left me.
Victory Mash aka malivs
Golden pen
- New years.
New year’s, new beginnings.
New faces, new relationships.
New years bring new
and fresh ideas for the year.
New years mean a fresh start to each and everything.
Living the past year with all its troubles.
Living it behind as it will be the past.
New year make us feel born again.
lt shows that God still love and guide us throughout the year.
New year means you have lived one more year.
God has blessed us with one more year.
We have been added a year to live.
So be happy and glad to cerebrate New Year.
As new year mark new beginnings.
New beginnings in everything in a person’s life.
Poet: Malivs.
Golden pen!
- l’m in love.
What’s this nice feeling l get?
I get happy whenever l see her face.
l’m happy when I see her smiling.
l don’t feel well when l spend a day without seeing her or looking at her photo.
Whenever l see her face l get some peace.
Peace of mind.
Peace in my soul.
My heart starts beating fast.
What’s this feeling.
I am l in love?
ls this love?
What is it, lf not love?
lm in love.
This is the most beautiful feeling ever.
l hope she always stays by my side.
l did not know what love was,
or how to love.
Even how it felt to be loved.
But she thought of me.
l’m in love, l don’t want anything else.
Just her and her beauty.
If l could, l will change her name into my breath, my life, my love.
l love her.
l can’t believe l’m in love.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- A responsible youth.
Help others l do.
Play with children l do.
Respect elders, l do.
l think lm a responsible youth.
l can do my responsibilities
every well.
lm Panchal.
l do everything on time.
lm one of the people who does his work on time.
l value time.
l don’t like to waste time.
Time is very precious for me.
All elders like to see a responsible youth.
Which l am.
Making me a role model, for their children.
For the coming generation.
Just by being responsible.
Being responsible is important in life.
You will not have any troubles in the future.
Your future will be brighter just by being responsible.
A piece of advice to all youths.
l know lf lm responsible, l won’t go wrong.
By being responsible, lm will be on the right track.
Be it at school, home even at my work place.
l will always be on the right track.
A responsible youth.
Has a great future.
And a great future
has no troubles.
So try and be a responsible youth too.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- lm the best writer the world has ever seen.
Best poems l write.
Best stories l write.
Best motivational quotes, l write.
l’m the best writer.
Who can write like me?
Who can compose like me?
No one, as l’m the best writer the world has ever seen.
Have you ever seen a writer like me?
Has the world ever see a writer like me.
No!As l’m the best.
The best writer.
The best author.
lm the best.
Who in this whole world can challenge me.
Who can challenge the best writer like me.
l said no one in this entire world.
Or even in the coming generation.
In the coming centuries, there will be no other best writer like me.
l am the best.
The best of the best.
The best of them all.
The best writer the world have ever seen.
Have you seen a writer like me?
Have you ever seen a writer
who writes like me.
l say No!Once again.
l said no!
lm the best writer the world has ever seen.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
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- l can’t change.
That’s who l am.
This is me.
Why do you need me to be someone else.
l can’t change myself just to please someone else.
NO! That’s not my style.
l am who l am.
l am who l want to be.
This is me.
l can’t change.
They tried to change me.
Changing me to be someone whom l don’t want to be.
Some who is cold-hearted.
To live all my kindness behind.
Then follow the wrong path.
But NO! l have said NO!
l can’t change myself for anyone.
l am who l am because of how the Creater created me.
l can’t change myself.
Following the path of sin.
Following an unholy path.
That’s not right for me.
That not how l am.
Try not making me change.
l will not change myself for you.
l am who l am because of God because l want to be who l am.
A God-fearing person.
A prayer warrior.
That’s who l am .
l can’t change myself.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- My phone.
My phone,
my privacy.
When we talk about
boundaries.
This is one of them.
One that someone mustn’t cross.
That’s my phone.
My phone holds many important things.
Some private and some not.
So crossing my boundaries is wrong.
lf you want to upset me,
Play with my phone.
lt hold most of my important things.
My phone is like my worship.
No one can thumper with my worship,
And l won’t allow anyone to do so.
So please keep my phone as my privacy.
Don’t thumper with my boundaries.
My phone helps me in many ways.
To communicate with friends and family.
To do school CALA,
To download staff and so much more.
But it’s my boundary.
I really can’t live without my phone.
My phone is my best friend.
A friend who makes me communicate with other friends.
lt’s a friend indeed.
Whether dataless or not.
it doesn’t abandon me.
My phone my boundary, my friend. , my privacy.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- l’m starting all over again.
l thought I was done.
l thought everything was done.
All of the struggles were over.
But lm starting all over again.
Starting from zero when l had reached hero.
Starting from scratch.
lm starting all over again.
Again for the second time.
As l have been given a second chance.
Starting l am
And experience l have, already.
It won’t be that tough,
lt won’t be of that much trouble.
As lm starting all over again.
Starting with my younger sisters and brothers.
While my peers exile.
While they continue going higher and higher.
Starting is for my own benefit.
Starting is for me.
Now l can perform better than before.
l can perform much better.
As lm starting all over again.
Right now, it feels like lm starting my life afresh too.
lm starting to live a new life too.
The beginning of my second life.
lm starting life afresh.
My life feels like new.
It feels like different.
By starting it afresh.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- I won’t give up!
Why would I give up?
Why would I just live like a
coward?
I won’t live, as I won’t give up.
Do you think I would just give up just I that?
I may be disabled,
But I am not incapable.
I am not inferior.
Don’t take me as a coward.
I will not give up in this life.
Or in the coming lives.
As the motor of KGIV says
Never Give Up!
So l won’t Give Up.
Be it my studies,
Myself
and my disability.
I am not giving up.
You may take me as a fool,
a coward, but the truth is I won’t give up.
This is the time to stand up and fight the battle.
The time is now.
There is no other perfect time for me to fight.
As I am not giving up.
I won’t give up.
You may, but l will not.
I am not a coward.
Cowards are the ones who give up.
Cowards are the ones who live the battlefield.
Tying their tails like dogs that are afraid of a lion.
But l’m the lion.
I won’t give up on my prayer,
So stop thinking that I am going to give up.
I won’t give up.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- My dreams and goals.
I sleep and dream.
I take rest at night along with a good sleep l dream.
I dream of to be one
of the best poets ever.
l dream when I am asleep at night and make them my goals at daytime.
lt’s my goals to be one of the best authors.
Author that would encourage people.
An author who would be working for people.
I dream of doing poems that would unite people.
That would stop tribalism,
that would bring countries together.
That would stop terrorism.
That would make people stop killing each other.
That would bring countries into one party states, with not fighting or what.
l sleep and dream, then make it my goals by the day.
Goals that l would achieve.
Goals that l would go after.
I’m chasing them all day and night.
I am chasing them every time.
Time by time.
These are my dreams and goals.
l will achieve them no matter what.
No one can stop me.
No one can be an obstacle for me.
l will achieve them as a poet.
These are my dreams and goals.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- imaginations.
Let me take you to a far away land.
To a land where there are no worries, just joy.
To a land of internal peace.
And get to see the magic of poetry.
The world of imaginations.
Imagine Dragons following you.
At an unknown county and place.
You are at a jungle which you are not even familiar with even one bit.
You stream for help, but no one heard you.
Furthermore, you run and in some time of running you realize that there is a trap in front of you and dragons behind.
Kkkkkkkkkkk imaginations.
You be it will like it’s happening, like you are dreaming.
But you are imagining.
The magic of poetry.
You continue running,
trying to think of a plan to do.
Trying to think of an option but non comes.
After you have given up, thinking that this is the end.
I’m dead.
Then you see a man with a gun scaring the dragon away, then you faint because of joy.
We come back from the world of imaginations.
This is the magic of poetry.
The imagination world.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- I was young, but l’m now old and mature.
I was young.
I was a kid.
I acted like a child,
because I was a child.
I was not yet a teenager.
But now I am old.
The first stage of being an adult.
The first stage of showing that lm now all grown up.
I am no longer a child, a kid.
I was young, but now lm old and mature.
I have to act responsibly now.
I have to live all childishness behind.
Then act like a mature person.
A grown up somebody.
Someone who can take care and look after himself.
Because now I am old and mature.
I have to act better.
To act like a better someone.
I have to prepare for my future,
my tomorrow.
I have to do the foundation for my life now.
I was young, but now I am old and mature.
- No one will stop me.
I have to work hard.
I had to achieve my dreams.
The dreams l have for the future.
No one will stop me.
No one can!
I will be the best poet.
I will be one of the best.
No one can stop me.
I am unstoppable.
I cannot be stopped.
They may try to stop me, but I won’t.
They may try to bring me down.
But I will not stop.
No one will stop me.
As l’m unstoppable.
They may do whatever they want to stop me.
They may say whatever they need to.
But I will not stop.
I am unstoppable.
I will be one of the best poets ever.
As I will not stop.
Not today or tomorrow.
No one will stop me.
Try and stop me, then you will see that I am unstoppable.
Poet : Malivs Golden pen
- Mysterious man.
It’s said life is a mystery.
Even tomorrow is a mystery.
Everything has become a mystery.
But l don’t understand that man.
He is a mystery.
On his own, he is
just a mystery.
You can’t know what he is doing.
Or what he will do next.
He is simply a mystery man!
He is a mysterious man.
You can’t judge him.
Or what he will do next because his life is a mystery.
I have to stay away.
l have to be cleaver.
Because he is a mysterious man.
You don’t know what he can do next.
He may lead me into trouble.
He may get me into some hot soup.
Just because of being a mystery.
A mysterious man.
He is.
Poet: Malivs
Golden pen
- My resolutions for this year.
This year was a great year indeed.
This was a wonderful year.
It may had ups and downs, but it was a wonderful year.
l may have faced many challenges this year.
But it was a success.
Struggling is a part of life.
Crying is a part of life.
Joy is a part of life.
Happiness is a part of life.
All of this was a part of this year.
Now l want to end it well.
Now I want to end it joyful.
Now l want to end it in a wonderful way.
This is my resolution for this year.
lt may have been tough
but l’m ending it joyful.
lt may have been not easy though out the year.
But l’m ending it joyful.
This is my resolution for this year.
For this, 2022.
I am ending it well
and in a joyful way.
Poet: Malivs
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