Ashamed of myself, Myriads shapeless shrapnel, Lord, here, my broken pieces receive, Fit me up like jigsaw.
If I were to fall in love, It would have to be with you. Your eyes, your smile, The way you laugh, The things you say and do. Take me to the places, My heart never knew. So, if I were to fall in love, It would have to be with you. If I were … More Poem: IF I WERE TO FALL IN LOVE
Your tv is so big, but guess what else is big 😉 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . your head!
Six humans trapped by happenstance In bleak and bitter cold. Each one possessed a stick of wood Or so the story’s told. Their dying fire in need of logs The first man held his back For of the faces round the fire He noticed one was black. The next man looking ‘cross the way Saw … More Poem: The Cold Within!
Hi people. I’m the new girl in the ‘wild ventures’ team! Let me just copy paste this nice old borrowed poem since i’m lazy today! “As I lay cozy all snug in my bed I enjoy the imagination inside my head Until I hear racked beside my bed It’s my 5:00 alarm! I quickly silent … More Poem: My Freaking Alarm
Why do humans have to sway their arms while they walk? I dunno boss, but it just feels right. That’s what this post feels like. Apparently aware that most of you think I’m the useless dude in campus chasing away the cold by roasting maize on electric coils, I’ve decided to let you in on … More Hey, I’m part of this Storymoja Festival 2014!
Actually nothing to write today. I woke up feeling meh and because meh sounds like meme, i made me a meme. The one above. I thank God I’m in Africa. I spent childhood dancing in the terrains, skidding our asses down rugged hills and going to school with hot roast maize in our pockets. Weekends, … More Dance!
You tighten that tie and remodel the raspy voice, Full of spirits, you wait as you pat your tummy, You prepare to ooze machismo as if that stuff is trained, Then she doesn’t call, she doesn’t appear, she bounced you. You’d tightened your purse strings just for this, Seems her adrenaline wallowed from the beautiful … More Poem: She bounced you
Hun, you’re my world, Even hurricanes can’t get you, Out of my mind, Sometimes I look at you, And wonder if you look at me, Sometimes I can’t see myself, When I’m with you, I can only just see you, At times I think of you, And wonder if you think of me, Sometimes I … More POEM: She’ll call you mommy