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Weep Not My Demise

At the point when you remember me,
Kindly don't sob.
You attempted everything you could
To rescue my dieing soul

Dear you felt down and out when
Relatives proved unable
To bear the cost
Of my hospital bill
You were generally there for me
Close to my death bay

Dear hubby take great consideration
Of our two children who
Will forever cry requesting
For my whereabout to  nurse

My body may not be there.
It has decided to rest.
I'm not excessively far away.
My spirit lives on,
Peering down, looking after
You and everybody.

Furthermore when you feel miserable
Furthermore life appears to be so blue,
Simply recollect
That my soul has its arms around you.

What's more on those exceptional days,
Times that you want to see,
That cool wind streaming past you
Indeed, that will be me,
So don't be pitiful.
Have no dread.
God has encouraged me,

I actually watch you
Consistently, 
My affection and soul are with you,
Also our two little angels

Good bye darling 
Waiting for you patiently 
In this new world

Copyright © Francis Maugo | Year Posted 2022



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Help Me Understand

© Francis Maugo

Help me understand;
Why you want me back 
The arrogant and heartless Basis.
Was I not your source of grief and nightmares?
Was I not your bondage and source of oppression ?

Help me understand;
Why do you want me back?
After all those series of torment, anguish
And pain you inflicted on my younger heart.
Was I not the the reason behind
Your daily lamentations and wails?

Help me understand;
Are you giving up on your "religion"
 And "new form of worship"?
What happened to your new "friends"
That you constantly defended whenever
You could be giving me fake affection?
What happened to your constant "holy pilgrimages"?
Do you want to tolerate sinning with
The devil incarnate Basis?

Help me understand;
What came over you that made you
To want to take me back?
Was I not the arrogant and disgrace to you and
Your new " heavenly compatriots"?
Was I not the big threat to your brighter future?
Was I not the the BA- and not 
the BASIS you used to adore?

Help me understand;
Do you want to now kill me 
After maiming my heart?
Was it not you who celebrated when 
I had to accept your divorce letter despite
My tireless efforts to broker peace between us?

Help me understand
Was it not you and your belated fellow daughters of Jerusalem danced and jubilated 
While drinking my blood that was gushing from
My bleeding heart you had maimed?

Help me understand;
Are you on a mission to send me to the grave?
Have you recruited enough "friends" 
To come with you and dance on my graveyard?
Kindly help me understand
Why do you want me back
Oh poor me ? son of Maugo.

Copyright © Francis Maugo | Year Posted 2022

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Release Me

© Francis Maugo
I need to run.
I need to stow away
From all the aggravation 
He caused inside.
I need to shout, I need to cry. 

For what reason wouldn't
 I able to let him know farewell?
I need to continue on; 
I can't give up.
I love him more than 
He will at any point know.
I need to begin once again

I  need to feel free!
However, this aggravation 
That won't ever leave me be.
He hurt me awful; 
The aggravation is profound
From every one of the guarantees
 he was unable to keep.

Every one of the untruths I heard him say
Are in my mind and in all 
likelihood won't blur.
How might I fail to remember him, 
abandon Basis,my other half?
Delete the recollections from my psyche?
He doesn't cherish me, and he won't ever will.
He won't ever mind how I feel
I endured his toxic squabbles

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Emotionally Scarred

© Francis Maugo
 Try not to trust my words;
they're lies that I manufacture to
project an ideal life and
persuade you I'm OK.

Try not to believe my words
For I was once enslaved into 
Drinking and drugs.
Furthermore, the isolation
I received from my fellow
Teaching staffs, the excommunication
Stigmatization was the order of the day.

Try not to believe the grin you see;
it's a veneer to hide
burning agony, intense disgrace,
sheer despair.
Its the scars i got from the depression 
I suffered.

Try not to get tricked by my chuckling;
it is just a reverberation
of empty internal parts, longing
for faculties to return.
Try not to get persuaded by my lucidity and request;
borne in endeavor to
control the disarray
furthermore conciliate the situation unfolding inside.

Try not to be dazed by
The flawlessness I radiate,
The boldness I counterfeit,
The honesty I fake,
The certainty I wear 
For I'm broken into pieces

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I Am Sorry, Revindicate My Heart

Francis, would you have
A place in your heart to acknowledge me?
I understood I caused you
Pain,tromour and misery
I was too stupid to even think about focusing on
Our love,The new companions I made
At Grounds blindfolded my eyes
To see the adoration we had
To recollect of how magnanimous you had been to me, your genuine romance .

The queenly treatment they showed,made me garbage you
Disdain you lastly jilting you
I said within me that
You were not my value
My mouth went against my heart.
My activities and considerations were so far separated.
You adored me with all aspects of you
However I acted so horrible and negligent

I long for you the entire evening and day
Furthermore, hold tight every word you say,
However all you see is childishness and pomposity,
Relaxed scorn and obliviousness.
Inside my room around evening time,
I as a rule have a ghost of you
Moaning and crying weakly after I damaged your heart

Basis, here I am with every one of the second thoughts
The better villains I met to the detriment of you ' the heavenly messenger I have known,
Have abandoned me , they have wrecked me
Basis ,I am mindful of all my intolerable demonstrations to you
I am grieved once more for causing you torment.
That is the last thing I at any point needed to do.
In any event, when I'm attempting to pay special attention to you and make the best choice,

I mess up; I'm upset for that as well.
I trust that you actually know the amount I love and treasure you,
Like nothing else in my life provides me with the adventure of being adored by you.
So I trust that you tune in and see it in my eyes,
This true conciliatory sentiment that accompanies tears from somewhere inside.
I am sorry forgive me.

Copyright © Francis Maugo | Year Posted 2022



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Beside Your Grave, I Wait

©Francis Maugo
I understand we'll never return.
Behind my warmth,
I'm stacked up with shame.
To me it's become so obviously.
These jumping in contemplations
Have begun to crowd.

What did I mess up? Compassionately give me
Furthermore clarification
Do whatever it takes not to lead me along.
I endeavor to figure out it,
Nevertheless, you were my principle assumption.
As of now I have not in any way.

I endeavor to review our more splendid days.
I would prefer not to accomplice you
With the difficulty that excess parts.
In my dreams we're OK again you really love me,
However, tragically those are just dreams
Since I understand that will not at any point be.
Missing you satisfactorily damages to kill.

I understand you can't muster enough willpower to care,
Moreover somehow I love you still.
Likewise to our unborn babies,
I will everlastingly be there,
To comfort them ,Mom will be back

Miriam couldn't just delay
To breastfeed you. Make an effort not to cry Francis Junior
.Dadyy is here anyway destroyed.
Mother will return one day .
To manage you.
Ooh powerless insignificant 3 months old Miriam
Mother will come for you.

I will everlastingly be there holding on for
To take you back ,our home has changed into a burial ground
Francis Junior missing your supporting warmth
Little Miriam hardly 3months keeps crying.Our Once fiery estate,
Since your unanticipated flight has changed into lamenting ground

Will you have an uncertainty for our two powerless little kids and me ??

Copyright © Francis Maugo | Year Posted 2022

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Come What May

Basis  you realize living can be unpleasant
Also, seeing the blessings is hard
In every way, attempt to be grateful

Furthermore, attempt and track down a silver lining
Whenever torment is persevering
Also, the hurt appears to be excessively weighty

Recollect you are strong
What's more, this is brief
Decline to check up without out.
Decline to allow anybody to tell you
That you can't arrive at the sky.

Decline to enjoy every moment.
Continuously plan for later,
Despite the fact that it isn't ensured.
Premise benevolently decline to permit anybody
To change your heart.

Accept that God will lead you
To a higher spot.
Accept that change has beenn
Acknowledged for your life.

Accept that somebody is observing
Over you Child of Maugo
Continuously encapsulate
This conviction within you
That one day you will arise a hero
Ooh good son of Suna.

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Could You

I want to say it,
I wish you would be aware.
The manner in which you cause me to feel,
My heart nearly appears to develop.

I wish you realized I would not joke about this,
At the point when I show my love.
I want to see
You've established a long term connection.

I want to be together,
In any case, our age drives us separated.
I trust that you know when you leave soon,
You'll be in my heart.

I wish we had longer
Than simply these couple of weeks more,
I wish it was until the end of time,
That you'd thump on my entryway.

Some time or another you will be aware
What you mean to me.
My desire will work out as expected,
Furthermore, we'll be intended to be.

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Wish She Was a Live

I wish she was alive,
I simply wish she was alive,
The mother I lost a year prior,
If by some stroke of good luck God
Could defer her death,
Till she witness my wedding
Also, opened for me his arms more 
Extensive this extraordinary day,
I could have motivation to celebrate.

I wish she was alive,
I simply wish she was alive,
The bulldog of my domain,
Who showed me how to grin,
Furthermore, the genuine quintessence of affection,
Accentuated with sympathy and liberality.

I wish she was alive,
My untouched triumphant legend,
Who never abandoned anything,
In any case, generally succeeded victoriously,
Giving our day to day bread routinely,
Furthermore, seething margarine in our bread.

I wish she was alive,
My strong stronghold and safeguard,
Who shielded my domain well,
Security check completely mountain,
Continuously having a real sense of
Reassurance in her nurturing embrace,
Without really any union of dread or bias.

I wish she was alive,
My lifetime funny jokester,
With rib breaking chuckles of all time,
As we appreciated dreams endless,
Bearing in mind the end goal of cheerful merry days,
That was diminished by death.

I wish she was alive,
Be that as it may, the holy messengers said 
She was not excessively great for earth,
Also, eradicated her from the records of earth,
Isolating us when I really wanted her most,
To the place that is known for fadeless day
 With no return.

I wish she was alive,
Her memorial was short and brief,
"Gone to reserve a spot for you"
I truly want to believe that we will meet in the mists,
On the shore past the ocean,
Return If Conceivable Mother.


IN MEMORY OF MY BELOVED AUNT.   MAMA RUTH WHO MET HER UNTIMELY DEMISE  IN A ROAD CARNAGE  (2021)

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Viva Dad

© Francis Maugo
I'm only two years of age yet regularly pitiful.
I need such a great amount to embrace my father.
He's shielding us from a long way off,
His life on the line consistently.

I watch my mother and see her cry.
I definitely know yet at the same time inquire as to why?
Her heart is harming, yet she attempts to grin,
Furthermore we hold each other for a brief period.

I'm as yet youthful, yet extremely savvy.
I have a great time yet understand
My warrior daddy is daring and solid.
Every day I grow somewhat more,
Furthermore I'm starting to seem as though you.
Mother generally says you love me,
Also Daddy, I love you as well.

Try not to believe that I am frantic at you.
My heart is loaded with dread.
In any case, Daddy, I pardon you;
I need to make that understood.

I know every day you think about me
What's more desire you could get back home.
Every day you additionally battle for me
With the goal that I am allowed to wander.

Copyright © Francis Maugo | Year Posted 2022

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