MATSOTSI

  Na Phillip Chidavaenzi

Usadenhe vakomana ava

Siyana navo

Kwavanobva haukuzive

Vanokunyudza.

Siya vakadaro,

Vakomana ava -

Vane mangoromera

Usatambe navo

Mumatope,

Vanokuzvuzvurudza pasina mvura.

Rega zvako

Rikabaya pfumo ravo,

Rinotyokeramo

Woziva pako papera

Hondo yavo haina mugoni

Saka rega vakadaro

Matsotsi

Hwako hupenyu,

Vanotiza nawo...

(c) P. Chidavaenzi, July 2 2011

All rights reserved.

BROKEN

By 
Phillip Chidavaenzi

The poignant loneliness, 

In your eyes, 

With sadness I read 

Like the biting lines, 

Of a poet so heart-broken

The silent tears, 

Throughout the day I see 

Your sobbing, 

Throughout the silent night

Like glowing cigarette stubs, 

Jab at my heart 

Give me your hand

Through the night

With you, 

I will walk. 

(c) P. Chidavaenzi, July 2 2010.

REST IN PEACE

By Phillip Chidavaenzi

Written in memory of Julius Sekai Chingono

You looked ancient,

Not that you were ancient.

The blaze of youth,

Burnt away the years you carried.

The image of a sage,

Like an old glove,

Comfortably you wore.

Like that hat,

So familiar a part of you,

In the literary corridor,

Forever stand tall you will.

In the corridors of my mind,

The echo of your heartfelt laughter,

I still hear.

Too soon you went away,

Before we had fully partaken

Of the riches of your wisdom.

Yea, mine blaster,

Our straight-jacket conventions

Away you blasted,

With the satire of your tongue

With the needle-tip of your pen.

May your dear soul rest in peace,

Jolly old fella,

But forever young at heart.

(C) P. Chidavaenzi, 1 July 2011.

I LONG TO HEAR YOU

By Lyn Simba Duri

Your voice

I long to hear

Yet in my heart

It’s loud and clear

Your face

I long to see

Yet in my dreams

It’s you I see

Your heart

I long to know

Yet in my spirit,

You belong

I pray you,

In my heart to stay
'Cause there’s so much to say
If only your time you will spare.

(c) Lyn Simba Duri, 2011

ARE YOU THE ONE

More of your wonder,

I long to discover -

Love at 'first sight'?

Maybe -

Strangers that met in virtual space

The connection so immediate

I see you,

Yet I long to see you.

Could you be the one?

Intact,

Unsullied,

Like a white piece of china,

With the deep gold of innocence,

Emblazoned.

Like music to my ears,

Is your 'voice' in its silence...

Yes I 'hear' you,

Yet still,

I long to hear you

Could you be the one?

(c) P. Chidavaenzi, June 2011

KUDZIMBA KWAZVO

Ko ini ndini ndadii?

Ko, unondirwadzisirei zvakadai?

Hausi iwe here wakauya kwandiri,

Ukati unotambanudza ruoko kwandiri,

Ndashaya mari yechikoro?

Kuna mai vangu ndiwe wakaenda,

Ukati hatingadyi nhoko dzezvironda iwe uripo –

Musi uya wakandibata mukaka,

Zuro ukandibata magaro,

Ini ndikazviti mwii

Ko handiti taidya kubva muruoko rwako?

Asi kunanzva hakuna kukugudza

Waida kumedza

Asi inyota rudzii murume mukuru?

Nhasi wandivharira mumba mako,

Ukandiita mukadzi,

Ukandibvisa umhandara zvine chisimba,

Waiti kuchema kwangu kuchemerera?

Waiti kuhwihwidza kwangu kushinyira nekuzipirwa?

Yangu mhosva ndeyeiko?

Yeurombo?

Kubhadharirwa chikoro here?

Ko, wakadii kundikumbira zvakanaka

Kana ndaikushaisa hope?

© P. Chidavaenzi.
August 4, 2010.