Love

When has found its proper place to rest and roost,
no one can stop it
and no one can divert it .

It meanders slowly like a river in a flood plane down to the sea .

Those who wrestle to stop it just find themselves deeply scathed
and troubled at heart .
Only the chief characters can stop it but with much pain .

Sitidziwa Ndoya
23 February 2015 .

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About ndoya68

I am a Malawian born sel- taught artist living in Zimbabwe who apart from my sel- employment job as a carpenter have devoted most of spare time writing poetry musclin my way into the more academic literal world where men and women of letters are busy showcasing their various forms of literal skills .Though not yet established in the print media, I have found my place in the online media sociial networks where I have a number from various parts of the world enjoying my work . But this is limit. I also aim to venture into the print media and make a name .
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