Munashe Gumbonzvanda

Munashe Gumbonzvanda Poet. I occasionally write poetry

: Fair maiden so solemnif there ever lay a woman so fairdid anyone sing to her, i did not dareto speak of a lady, solem...
09/02/2026

: Fair maiden so solemn

if there ever lay a woman so fair
did anyone sing to her, i did not dare
to speak of a lady, solemn and white
a maiden to whom my life i did not share

she lies in a coffin
lifeless like tombstone
looking beautiful without a care
as i hide from those who might stare

i dare to weep
a sound so pitiful
gone is a love so deep
but only seen by the wisdom of solomon

she is gone, left to rot
and so is my secret
and my eyes to anothers ring on her finger
they are caught

the raven sings
and the clouds turn white, like her
not my African dark
to welcome her departure

I just wonder why such a fair maiden is so solemn?

05/02/2026

(AI) It just can't be me
by Munashe Gumbonzvanda

We are all enjoying AI.I took it a step further, i made myself into AI. My charecter for music: Your Boy Milo is now me ...
05/02/2026

We are all enjoying AI.
I took it a step further, i made myself into AI. My charecter for music: Your Boy Milo is now me (Munashe Gumbonzvanda).

He will be representing the poetic brand of Munashe Gumbonzvand from now on. He can even take his shirt off, yes ladies.

I got you.

My bloody valentineDeath swooms in, like a kite.She is gone, eyes lost light.A man with a knife,A killer simp justified....
02/02/2026

My bloody valentine

Death swooms in, like a kite.
She is gone, eyes lost light.
A man with a knife,
A killer simp justified.

I talk of nought,
I take a sip of the cold.
Love is dead, as is she
Another man bloody hands on my pretty

She smiles in death.
Maybe another life.
I scream in shame,
A curse in all but in name

My brother's keeperIt was in Canada,And it was a snowy night.She was with me,And it was not right.She was white,I was wi...
02/02/2026

My brother's keeper

It was in Canada,
And it was a snowy night.
She was with me,
And it was not right.

She was white,
I was within her sights.
My brother not by blood
But by tutelage was my fright.

He had a crush
I had his love
And she was whispering
Love, so seductive so bright.

"But about my brother ," i said
She did not listen.
Lips listened in the moonlight.
Or was it the fluorescent light.

It is not right.
Not this night.
Not within his sight.
I shook with fright.

I love youI told my baby, I love you.When I pull, she pulls up tooClear.I am her man, her dude.Her grinning in the dark,...
28/01/2026

I love you

I told my baby, I love you.
When I pull, she pulls up too
Clear.

I am her man, her dude.
Her grinning in the dark, smile on fleek fool.
Clear.

What is my job? What do i do?
I write my baby, that I love you
Clear.

I am just her man, her dude.
Her smile in the dark, no money fool
Clear.

I understandI feel painbecause i got fat.i feel pain becauseyou love a coward.but today it is calm, in a way i don’t und...
22/01/2026

I understand

I feel pain
because i got fat.
i feel pain because
you love a coward.

but today it is calm, in a way i don’t understand.
the gold has melted,
and diamonds now remain.

I am surprised
you love me.
i just anticipate the future.

maybe my time,
of woman has
arrived
arrived.

I would not ratherShe smiled to me,As I celebrated darkness.A myriad of colours she would sing,A myriad of colours she d...
19/01/2026

I would not rather

She smiled to me,
As I celebrated darkness.
A myriad of colours she would sing,
A myriad of colours she did bring.

She said,
“A myriad of colours, for my kiNG”
A myriad of colours, for my kING
A myriad of colours, for my KING.”

I replied,
“I would not rather.”
I muttered
“crazy bird.”

I am a foolI am a foolwho is aint coolI am a foolCould be called a toolI am the boy who is a lame nowwhat do i doShe smi...
09/01/2026

I am a fool

I am a fool
who is aint cool
I am a fool
Could be called a tool

I am the boy who is a lame now
what do i do
She smiled a thousand now
and i am just not cool

I am a fool
who just aint cool
Should I act black now
That just won’t do

She playing with her hair now
a kiss just won’t do
She looking at my lips now
I do what I do.

:

: To suffer evermoreto death i have to speak4 he hath to knowthat my love livethand we will suffer evermorewith skin li...
03/01/2026

: To suffer evermore

to death i have to speak
4 he hath to know
that my love liveth
and we will suffer evermore

with skin like coal
the sun will but burn
and in the field we will toil
for food and grain

they will come many a women
with bosoms that tempt
and smiles that disguise
their leer

but i speak to death
that he let me suffer evermore
he has to see, he has to know
that love may liveth
and love may but toil

: Kerry WashingtonI have seen you on TVand told my momma.I saw a beauty, with everlastingstyle.I have gained confidence...
07/09/2025

: Kerry Washington

I have seen you on TV
and told my momma.
I saw a beauty, with everlasting
style.

I have gained confidence,
and know how to talk a little more.
With that I say
Thank you.

Merci,
Asante sana,
Maita Henyu.

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