Two Poems

by ​Chido Munangwa

Triple Point of Water

Everything around me is changing state:
Growing, detorating, upgrading and dying.
In all this I sit cross legged in haromony
Like the triple point of water.
Where solid floats in liquid and gas,
Unseen, cacoons them both.
I've a solid foundation.
I flow with m my flow.
I rise beyond the boundaries.
I wear my glass bottle proudly.
After all, flowers bloom in the desert air.
The ocean floor is full of color.
And the ice is home to some.

The Question Is

Where is home?
The words on your phone?
Or the thoughts in your bones?
Who are you?
The person in your reflection?
Or the person you act to perfection?
How do you fight?
Do you fiercely charge holding a sword, hiding fear?
Or you disguise your manipulation behind a tear?
Why do you breathe?
A neccessity of survival?
Or a prime need to fulfil?
What do you want?
To be like everyone else?
Or separate truth from false?
When will it be enough?
When the world loudly claps?
Or when you've run your laps?
The answer's yours.
It will change your course.
Or make you more lost.

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Chido Munangwa is a female Zimbabwean indie author and poet. She has been published in Blue Marble Review and Wingless Dreamer.