Thursday, May 01, 2025

In defeat

Like a rose
Pricked by thorns
Thy petals kiss the floor
Through the pain I thrive
Yet with the sweet smell
The heat dries me up
I shine and fall in defeat

The search

Sometimes the weight breaks me
As I search to know myself
The search touches broken bones
The pain comes off the shelf
But this never hurts like being numb
It was where I was once
I don't want to slip away and stay in the dump
Alive, again, though tough, be

I see a drop

I see a drop and taste it
Sometimes it smells like a stale tear
A man was sobbing last night
He talked of walls too heavy a climb
Walls too tall to carry around
Sometimes it smells like a stale tear
I see a drop and smell it
Sometimes it tastes like fresh blood

She dipped her fangs hungrily
Sucking the best of the drip
Leaving her arm on the blue
Sometimes it tastes like fresh blood
I see a drop and hold it
Sometimes it sticks like water
I wash my face hurriedly
Upon the sound of footsteps
To bury stale tears and fresh blood
Sometimes it sticks like water

Certain Places

In certain nights
In certain places
They come chasing
Looking like others who made it
Spewing shadows in the dark
Fighting a fish with a worm
They open the back of their hands
To the beauty of a dangling apple
Drawing desire through a strange syringe
They open the back of their hands
To the trickle of blood on scarred palms
Breathing life with a heavy sigh
In certain nights
In certain places
They both come calling
And meet my silent dumbfounded stare

Same Song

I hear him sing the same song
He's sang year by year
" Wake up son from that sleep
For your dreams pass by as you dream
Time's once lost is a whisper
You search the winds in motion
Yea you live in a fairy notion "

Aged Map

You walk around like an aged map
As the desire to fight takes a nap
To go and never come back
To make things work
Shielding your toes that bleed
As you journey that pain
Shall joy ever find you again
Will the smile be restored
You walk around like an aged map
And see not these weapons
In your knees sank fieldwise

Deserted

I choose the one with gravel
My arms shake in reverence
My mind break away from distance
Is it all meant to be this way
Life leaves me mystified
Pain seems so satisfied
I'm lost in this thing
To live a truth I know
Or believe in a comforting lie
Where does my peace lie
What's to be found in being
Honest with my shattered self
I stack my happiness in this shelf
Now I am painted all red
Oh! I'm painted all red.

painted red

When you don't know if to stay
You build castles with sand
For your tears will flow like falls
And wash away all that you made
You choose the road to take
While they walk the most traveled
I choose the one with gravel
My arms shake in reverence
My mind break away from distance
Is it all meant to be this way
Life leaves me mystified
Pain seems so satisfied
I'm lost in this thing
To live a truth I know
Or believe in a comforting lie
Where does my peace lie
What's to be found in being
Honest with my shattered self
I stack my happiness in this shelf
Now I am painted all red
Oh! I'm painted all red.


Past dead

The past is dead in it's weight
Tomorrow has her own wait
Men on veils mix charms
Finding of beauty of what comes

Days in life

These are short days in life
Whenever you take me in
Your warm arms wearing
The little joys of life
The sweet taste of love
Such a peace unknown to man
In merry, in feast
Those days I sink
Those days I'm lit
Those days I drift
Those days I shrink
Whenever you are away
They eat me in turns
The cold silence of the room
The heartless stare of the door
The sad hollowness
The lifeless loneliness
These are long days in life

Sunday, March 16, 2025

Totally Cold

There's a fire that I lit
A bus I never dreamt to board
Its I that it'll now eat
To tear my heart wide and broad
My soul is running petite
From the burden of carrying this load
Came and see where I seat
It's like holding on a hot red rod
My heart loses it beat
As I tire of walking this road
Till when shall I drift
Away to get away from the old
Mornings damp they greet
Dying dreams woven into a fight sold
I stay thin inside yet outside neat
To hide the flood within the flawed
There's much a man can meet
With a face calm and bold
There's much a man can hit
Without getting bored
Out of life, out of wit
Out of hope, totally cold

A new dawn

It's been a while...eeerm. 6 years, time to blog away

Thursday, February 07, 2019

TELLER,WORDPLAY

After graduating I went to a bank to ask for a job as a teller,
They told me am yet qualified the arrogant lady said her,
So I went to my reflection and bled on paper,
With papers they couldn't allow me be a teller,
With brown papers another got the position I know it don't tell her,
Then;I decided to be a self-made teller,
I write and tell stories and poems
I earn coins from telling
From telling the right content from crap
From telling best service from average
From telling why they buy not why it's sold
From telling them what to do with their money,
And not put them on banks
I,
Earn from telling on banks that denied me a chance to be a teller.

HONEYPOT

My honeypot,
The one who works joy in my heart
What shall I compare you to
Where shall another be found
After many a frog I kissed
And felt amphibious about love
Many were they that fed me fodder love
And milked my pockets dry
Many were they that wandered in jealous quarters
Seeking for small talk to feed their small brains
Acting out of rumour mill,left
Many that cared about the hair on their head
But nothing about where we were headed
Yet in the broken I found one
You mysteriously mend me
Oh! How did I find you?

My adorable dimpled doll,
You know well the way to a man's heart
The lovely sight of your hippy smokin ugali
The cookie you cook each night so deliciously
The heavenly aroma of each perfume ingredient you wear
The heat of every dress you clad
The taste of your wet lips each morning
You must be the reason I feel sick of these bacterial side chics
Dear Princess Wifey,
The way I connect to you wireless, WiFi
Like a match made in heaven,effortless
In each position we score perfectly
Did you pray for this,do I call it destiny
For since my eyes perceived your beauty
My heart finds no rest but in one
Oh! How I long to hold you close and whisper I love you too
Hey sweet darling Nyambura
Will you rain on me,make me wet in love?

WORD 8

Naskia hata juzi waliniona na masilver wakaniita makanga,
Siezi kataa jina juu kila Mtu anifuata anadai change
So hata mnipee matusi many shots I won't change
Hii tym round tunakataa hamtatushortchange
Juu after 2017 tulivuta Ariel badaa ya muosho mmoja tu
Tutapigana now hatutagonja hadi 2022
Hata wakicorrupt gospel industry na kuTwerk kwa ngoma
Twerkabudu ,twerksifu ziwe zao
Tutapigana now hatutangoja 2022
So chukua gloves kama wewe ni member wa hii team
Juu hakuna kucatch feelings hata awe your tribal kingpin
Ni kuwalisha ma..umh umh
Wakiona doo ya umma wanaona sumu
Tunaweka allergy ya corruption na hakuna antidote
White paper bila any dot....