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    Sonnets of the Mind
    Sonnets of the Mind
    Sonnets of the Mind
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    Sonnets of the Mind

    By Jacob Wilson Chikuhwa

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    Sonnets of the Mind prove that theres beauty even in the bleakest situations: pure fantasy-filled. There are men and women who cross each others paths. Some fall in love and then break the relationship without a blink and yet others break marriages and later regret the episode. But while it lasted, they let the whirl pick them up and carry them where it willed.
    There is the executive who indulges in lust, alcoholism, drug abuse and promiscuity which sooner or later easily take their toll. Affluence and general decay all over the place: loss, love, revelations and social intrigue are all part of the general tone in this book.
    And yet in some sonnets of the mind, there are monarch butterflies with wide pulsing wings all over the place and the accumulated pleasure bursts like a sprinkler. So sweet is the moment you want it to last as long as possible; forever. However, in reality, nothing lasts forever; sooner or later the spark disappears.
    I only hope this collection of poems will stimulate more recital and debate in different arenas, be it at educational institutions, debating arenas or cultural gatherings.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse UK
    Release dateOct 23, 2013
    ISBN9781491882771
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      Sonnets of the Mind - Jacob Wilson Chikuhwa

      FEAR OF THE UNKNOWN

      It strikes like a cobra

      Fear of imaginary shadows

      Leaving the brain numbed

      Depression the mother Satan

      Fear embedded in the heart

      Leaving nerves in tartars

      Hell expressed by agony

      Fear that breeds loss of hope

      Leaving one in isolation

      Depthless chaos in the brain

      Fear that can be confronted

      Leaving forces of darkness

      Hope put into a great spin

      To make the mind numb

      And depict ugly faces

      27 December, 2005.

      DOMESTIC STORM

      Thunder, lightning and down pour

      Howling, screaming and stamping

      Walls and ceiling rattling like hell

      No peace and no reconciliation

      Like crazy, they end up embracing

      Wondering what became of them

      They both collapse into the sofa

      A torrential downpour of tears

      Electrically charged emotion

      A ‘trial reconciliation’ hovering

      In no time trial over and done

      The verdict: innocent on both counts

      No good thinking of bad memories

      Good times must prevail over bad

      Marriage that eternal matrimony

      Cemented by the loveable kids

      1 January, 2006.

      MAMBO JUMBO

      This specious room is in such a goddamn mess!

      The bay windows are smeared and fly-specked.

      It’s like a haunted place at the devil’s mercy.

      It can be seen the sills are grainy with soot;

      With the gilt mouldings of the pictures chipped.

      This is a shade of a habitable and pleasant suite.

      The striped grey satin upholstery blotched and worn;

      The mahogany table-top branded with rings and burns.

      It seems obvious this household is difficult to run.

      Everywhere there are piles of rumpled newspapers.

      It is quite easy for one to read between the lines;

      It’s not even a matter that calls for news crackers.

      There are sticky glasses and muddied coffee cups;

      One’s appetite can easily drown at the sight.

      Here it’s difficult to get clean milk for the pups.

      There are full ashtrays, empty cigarette packages;

      Walls and ceilings are clogged with smoke.

      Lung cancer n emphysema can be heavy baggage.

      There is discarded clothing on chairs and sofa;

      A foul, smelly backwash issues from this room.

      With clogged nostrils one’s health may suffer.

      On the carpet’s a shipwreck of discarded clothes.

      The place is like a battle ground involving tanks.

      Here there’s a transmission of mingled codes.

      What’s more to expect in the bedroom or kitchen?

      It’s a mystery one can emerge from this mambo jumbo

      Yet looking so fresh and beautiful to go out teaching!

      24 January, 2006.

      NEGATIVE FEELINGS

      Rooted in an unhappy and deprived childhood

      Unrealistic expectations dashed into a mirage

      May be against childhood itself in manhood

      Camouflaged unfulfilled sexual anxiety

      Against women or men in proximity

      May be against sexuality itself as enmity

      Originating from parental relationships

      Against folklore or some social trend

      May be history of poor house stewardship

      It doesn’t exonerate one with poor self-image

      Negative feelings judged by their effects

      To be eliminated and discarded never to emerge.

      31 January, 2006.

      SUSPICION

      Suspicion! Suspicion! Why do you destroy all that we’ve built out of Trust?

      You make us look into each other’s eyes as if nothing is happening.

      Yet you hide in our minds causing havoc and making our hearts swell.

      We have learnt to talk around issues, rather than hone in on their essence.

      We strenuously try to avoid getting into conflicting encounters in public.

      Yet this is just window dressing to appear at peace with each other.

      Deep down you are lurking and hiding inside innocent, bleeding hearts

      Suspicion, we acknowledge you exist but why do you try to hide

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