our lives are like different colours when they met
They mixed and a new colour
was made, it lights within our hearts.

Most known for peace and a rest after a long day
To quench away the body tire
now comes the time when two thoughts
get enticed and carried by the moment
lifting themselves off the hook of strangeness

the battle embraced by two with no cheering or referee
one goes up while the other is down
and later an exchange of positions.

the strongest take longer while the week survive for minutes
cries and sighs in motion
based on their mother tongues
tired in fan of a battle, after each exposing different technics
the battle is worn with just a single gun in the field
enemy surrenders later in the glory of joy
followed by a time of contemplation for only the man can
blow the whistle to seize fire:
when he has no further strength to run and chase

They always surround you cheering
And give you the company of friendship
They follow you because your better than them
And you provide for their own being
Feed your brains with all kind of advice
Later trash you upon your downfall.

Always close to you like a devil in hell
Share your interests to show you togetherness
But when fate calls into your life
they curse you like a fig tree
They smile for you in joy as their hearts groan
In your absence they chuckle
As they humble up in your presence
With bridal faked-betraying smiles

Standing tall with a shield that you brough
The sword that lies Right besides your waist
Keep for protection and prestige
Considering it as your closet Pearl
Raised in times celebrations and war

Only drown to the throat of the enemy
Alas, the brave sword slay its own master
Lying down in a pool of blood
Undergoing pain for the much paid to buy
It penetrated straight through the chest
Like it does to all other humans
The one brought to protect and save
Has betrayed its functionarity
Its keeps useful even in the absence of the owner
Its arms are open to all and obeys the bearer
The friend that whispers in your ears
Is the very one that bites it off
Like a sword comforts you so do they with lies
You hold it and feel all authority
Like they trigger up your anger
Be wise with what you tame,
The fire you make may be roasting you later.

In the time when your lite up
And its time to be on the run
Friends becoming desserters
A blaze so high that scares the inner man
The spirit crying for survival
For it's safety in the body is doubtable
The moment when you have no one
To run to, but making love to a stranger
Wake-up friend and weld your fears
Your never stuck on to what you have
If you still have a chance to make a change.

straight from the looks you blaze
Your smiles speak Better than your inside
The clothes make my eyes jealousy,
No need for lingerie to amuse me
you're a spark of progress in my thoughts

I would fail an exam to design you
for your appearance is like a painted portrait
Equipped with a figure of life
All mountains and valleys on you
contours and all nature reserves

Each time I see am induced
For an action.
keep your distance for I may bladder
in thinking, not ready to stammer

watch your steps
Around, before and after you
How you move up and down
The shrewdness expressed
Right from your lips
How you're tempted to laugh
With the dog intending to bite you
Expressing your goals to an enemy
And digging your own grave.

The swiftness you give off
Appreciated with your down fall
Your trust paid with betrayal
Loyalty flushed like trash.
Life is supported by blood
But a mixture of blood is vexatious
It spills or mulfunctions
Yet it holds the nature of your life
You can't be so secure to trust
Your own skin because the weather
can mislead it's nature
Its good to know but not to
Exceed the capacity
Of the knowledge of knowing.

Each time I have a bad memory
I strum my Guitar
The sound flows down the heart
And makes a delivery to the brains
The days when my brains
Are at Calvary
With a cross of torture
A judgement from human.

A compilation of illusions
Packed by music, negative
Energy lost for moments
With a refreshment of tunes
The further is more of a purchase
Of new times as drawning in joy
The possibility of all the
sorrows swept by beats.

The Doctor of my soul;
A patient so often for
Troubles never seize
The medicine unseen through
The Ballads of the golden era
The strum of the present
you're the healer of emotions
And keeper of peace.

Your fair smile
Shuts the sun and creates
Artificial light in me
Love so young but
Growing intimately time
After time with joy

The sparkle in your eyes
My body is nourished with
Your tears from your sailing eyes
You gave liberty to my heart
And the beats it makes
Is the much I miss you

Who am I
Not to sing Hallelujah
The Angelic gift I posses
Half a litre a heavenly being
Am even with the saints

You see it coming and keep watching
In thought that you may survive.
Crossing over your imaginations
And in your face; a present of misfortune.
It's better to stay but rather watch from afar
And better not to run...
......Never hide forever.

Even when you climb high, nature
Commands you to the flow
To be safe is to be on standby
The sooner it comes, the earlier the better
It later goes in the air invisible to human sight
You're a solvent/ vapour

The past was bitter
It punched me from
All sides of life
Stripped me naked
And sent me off crawling

The present is hot
Squeezing me with
Passion to hurt me
But this time am not
About to surrender

The future thoughts
Hold me with comfort
Bright, whatever I challenge
Goes to my past
What am doing is the present
As the future awaits
Let the world *******,
once I have life
Then tomorrow it will shining

The time she takes collecting the material
Organises her thoughts
On how it should appear,
It's her fulltime job
Once she's up very early
And before she sets
Foot in bed.
She grows it to her position
Of perfection,
To Endeavour it's the best
Amongest all of a kind,
To sacrifice all and see it shine
Even in mysterious times
To all times she stands to defend
her own creation or even opt for
Change in design.

When age suppresses
Her control to it
She keeps the insist
Of weaving it
Never is she tired of
Her duties and never
Does she plan to retire.

The time she takes collecting the material
Organises her thoughts
On how it should appear,
It's her fulltime job
Once she's up very early
And before she sets
Foot in bed.
She grows it to her position
Of perfection,
To Endeavour it's the best
Amongest all of a kind,
To sacrifice all and see it shine
Even in mysterious times
To all times she stands to defend
her own creation or even opt for
Change in design.

When age suppresses
Her control to it
She keeps the insist
Of weaving it
Never is she tired of
Her duties and never
Does she plan to retire.

Somethings you chase
and never find,
Others come and
Find you,
While others take you
A life time to find,
You meet others as you
Move ahead.

True things come not
Freely, no duress or
Undue influence,
Things you chase in
Vain are never yours.
Those that come so easy
run away easily,
Watch clearly for not
Every complement
Is the best wish to you
listen with open eyes,
So that if you're blinded
You can still hear,
And if your deaf
You can still see.
Chase with patience and caution,
Somethings aren't worth chasing,
Time can find you the best catches.

Gift Of A Lady
troublesome but perpetual
long ways of tire
Problem Solved
After a day of quarrels and worry .
A fight with the road
Another in the market
office running
One in traffic.
Reach home is like
A compilation of all
Kids on your case
Demanding for their share
Lady needs your attention
Phone calls in progress
And assignments on hold
all need be done
Shortly in time

Going to bed is
To rest the tension
She cuddles all
The worries away
Massages the pain
Mechanical ironing
Out all emotions.
The essence of a bed
With a gift of pretty
And awesome nature
Caressing you to a
Better you
Smilling burdens
Off your shoulder

like a normal day starts
I wake up to push ups
and stabilize the body.
The worst feeling is a day
and a moment like now
when the rain shadows
my plans yet I left
a bounty of beauty
in bed.

The thunderous rain
and the weather killing me softly
Am forced not to think
but sneak into my own bed.
Alas, at the moment
the duvet isn't needed
battle of skins to provide warmth.
you know by this time you
can't easily escape
easy to get in but hard to depart

Am now driven deeper
though not to the ******
The down pour increases
which sounds like a go ahead
rapid responses emerge
and going to work is put
to a mercy of probability

You were the problem
The black sheep
From your hood
Blame no one else
But seek repentance
With your heart.

You stabbed your self
After backbitting the
Whole eternity
you robbed yourself
Of all you had
And planted seeds
Of a melting future
one you have sought
There after and now
Chasing the air around you

Spill your words wisely
For you set a fire
On your own coat
and thus created a
Distance of darkness
Dancing on  sharp
Stripes of a panga
and yet expecting
a safe and happy stay

Once I reached her place
It all came to be a new venture
I took the warmest hug
As a friend
And settled there in
To have a tale of stories

Drinks and eats
Went flying by my lips
The care of a Lady
Having fed well I relaxed
In the counch

There came the shock of my life
uncooked dessert
That took me time to
Unwrap
This was an encounter
Of the brave.
Wholesale consumption
Tasting both roasted and boiled
By the end
I had quaffed the
Barbeque in personum
I lay stranded peaceless
But filled with joy
It wasn't foreseen
Though left a landmark

That time when my eyes
Are restless
My tongue keeps
rolling and saliva flowing
Down my gut

I am so dead
Living at the expense of
Sincerity
The great looks tear
down my ego
I choose to sponsor
The moment to avoid
Splitting into anxiety
I can't stay any longer
For I have a belonging

what do you want to be called
A one non proffessional
that corns the intelligent
out of position but endowed
with ideas.
Married as a victim of misfortune
many times you walk away free
but time will shape a day
when the sun will shine from north

No one is sensible to you
only your word is taken as a breath
many are in severe injury of
your toxic thoughts and
malicious efforts.
Nothing works by your senses
all seems wrong with you.
A distributor of calamities
and a conquerer of peace
your not worth a name in
fear of killing its meaning and destiny

How I keep the eyes focused
in a move of progress
They show up with confidence
to lend a hand of help
but throw you in a ditch.
Nothing is as fair as seen
life is not an argument of
size that the fat are previlaged
and the small are to lie in vain.
it not about years that the
young are poor and the
elder stand wealthy.
A remix of a non stop suffering
a battle to fight uphill
and dance down *****.

In stands of a Mafia, with smiles
look through your hands to withdraw opportunity in the name of assistance.
Graves can't hold their lives
you're thought of as a last option
to cure you with cultivated pain
driving you from misery to terror.

Night Rises from 6 like
it lit at 6, and awakes for duty.
A daily practice of rise and fall
It was day so it shined
Now that its light
let the stars color the sky
For then the darkness
Is needed  to express the beauty
Of the stars in the sky.

The Sun gone to sleep
The moon takes over
Not giving much light
Though brightening hearts
Everything goes to rest
Plants and the moving
But they never stop breathing;
Only enemies at equinox.

Darkness has copyright over the night
As it takes care of the it.
The time we get to rest
From problems
Much as they practically
Don't leave the mind.
Sleep in peace
But don't be taken
By the night.
sleeping late and waking up early,
when its night all noise turns calm
everything moderate
without a touch of a switch.

in the year of our Lord 1894
I turned into a protectorate
And my boundaries defined
Patiently I stood abiding day after another
Laws of change
With leaders of progress
much was offered and much
Was lost
I didn't grow till 1962
When I attained peace.
Lived to my personal view
Having a song of my own,
All protruding to success.

In no time puberty struck
And those I cared for
Tore me apart
They came in through
Different doors
One by one
suppressing and oppressing.
I still stood patient
From terror to honour standing firm
52years of sweat
From a pulprit to the bush

Glory to the Heavens
"May God uphold thee"
Through the many years of pain
Blood and bullets
I gained independence
Never can I turn back.

For God And my Country

In the defined hours of
Morning or night
I face it rough
All cars in a line
Small and big
All lights up and bright.
Inside one of these settled
Roads too full to even
Offer space to peddlers.
At the time when even
The jungle rule is inapplicable
No wishes of flying
A wonder that consumes such
Time to compose a song
All cars following each other
Forming a train in portions.

Increasing body aches and sleep
Minutes seen in hours
A time later when a massage
Is unavoidable
To clear stress uncalled for
All cars parked
Like its a car party
Something unpaid for
By that time
You wish you could
Withdraw your traffic membership
By unsubscribing
You later reach but wait
For a tomorrow's
Similar function
A daily routine of life

Title carried with no portion of duty
A house doesn't define loyalty
And neither does having money
Make you royal.
stained blood seeking for kinship
Association beholding his fears
Lifting him to levels of prince's
No matter what you eat or drink
Or change your name
In their favour you never become
Them rather a copy of them.
Certain things come set
Like a child born a prince
While others are acquired
By the use of books for knowledge
Impostors soon slide to the floor
Where they rose from
Their faces forgetten
And the backs stripped
By their tales.
Famous by tales, names and works
Outstanding to borrow a position
But when might is weighed
Peasantry is the tell of origin.
Behavior rocks the moments
And the surrounding bows
To you in respect
Honour goes to the brave
In hardwork
You can change your looks
Your speeches
But not the background.

One who cares not to count
How much is spent
The care comes for the
Present day. Yesterday
Vanishes like water
Poured onto the soil.
Anything pleasant to the
Eyes will be attempted
Better to sacrifice a soul
Inorder to purchase
Declining glory.
Feasting on a daily
Like the future exists not.

Nothing matters but only
What they have at hand
Ready to sale human kindness
And grind the bones
For the daily pleasure.
Matters of the flesh
Their question is
Why care for a soul that
You have never seen or touched.
What I have now is for this time
What comes after
Will matter while am there
To spend, rob, **** for satisfaction.

They lived without honour
Courage was their guide
Spoke words that we speak
But theirs made a difference.
Buried with blood for their charisma
As a sacrifice for us to live.

A call for hero's and herein
For they portrayed efforts.
If their ghosts would return
Much than what is done would
Be achieved.
With little knowledge and resources
They served with wisdom
Their sweat declared freedom to us
For the development we have is the
Price of their life.

Death robbed them unawares
Washing their faces off the sun of the earth
Their absence is reflected with legacies
"Great efforts last forever" through what
You left soon to follow you.
Your journeys made before us, our destiny awaits
We pray you a happy reach
For what you left is the
Dance of the present

Am scary because of scratches
Scratches I got when I dived for her
Her hands were so loose to hold me
Me being the culprit and vulnerable
Vulnerable enough to carryon

I keep seeing and searching
Searching in and out for the best catch
A catch to last with soberly
Sober enough to let go of the past
The past long gone with failure
Failure that takes away happiness
Happiness that I seek in Love
Love that has no house or place
A place I trace and have never found
Found when a heart gets a belonging
A belonging that washes off sorrow
Sorrow that is indiscriminate
Indiscriminate in ideas or acts
Acts that portray little or much
Much of the inside than the out
Out of admiration to desire
Desire so everlasting
Everlasting with memories of love.

Here I am
in a place out of thoughts
Never in my immaginary
quarter of arrival

Tiny would defame
But small is more applicable
I now entered directly
And sat down on a bench
Confussion covered the all
place as people waved their
armpits to get attention.

so I stood awaiting for service
and went beyond vain.
more people poured in
like they were hired to gather
or ready for a show.
patiently I bore the pain
And my time came when
I was served.

Down I went eating with hunger
bit by bit
From the start I was impatient
and now couldnt stand having
a plate defeat Me.
soon forth I began to juggle
and the taste was private
for me to tell......
The food projected the value
of the place, tiny with value
no wonder people merged to be here

By my departure I appreciated
sweetness in the small nature
and now live to tell the wonders born
in that direction.

Immense
her beauty that I ever wonder of.
In silence am drowned in illusions
only to the hope that I shall  see her in the shortest time possible
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whether hungry or satisfied
The face isn't tamed by a smile
Better to distinguish between
scary and ugly.
Being ugly isn't by choice
Being scary is personal

Those who prefer to roar than to talk
Their faces display their ages
And foreheads wrapped with wrinkles
soaked in sadness with pleasure
A true definition of misery.

A chemical addict
one who enjoys jik as juice.
pale faces with purple stretch marks
Good enough to keep enemies away
A face with a perfect answer "No"
swollen with grief though entitled
To no pension
The die hard of scenarios and
a culprit of death.

you're as poisonous as a cobra
That causes pain and reflects happiness

you're like a nightmare of a solid rock
Down my throat but leaving no scares

you're like a pain in the *** hard to scratch
but can still bare to live with it

you're a naked weapon harmful and
dangerous
though defensive in nature

you're a Lion so good looking
but very unfriendly to live with

you're like age enjoyable while young
vexatious and miserable as life goes by.

Bang! !!Bang "Bang

Oh awake
Though not in shock
No body is hurt.

But run ...run
we ought to meet HIM
yes I know he won't leave us.
Let's go quick and meet the rest

This is the best I have to wear
clothes be not of trouble
only the depth of your heart
The door is always open
Non be left out.
seek him while you can.

The great attention here.....
All for the above
pardon me not only above
oftenly everywhere.
The Alpha stands one and so
to the Omega

A day to offer franchise
As well as vociferate about
your maker.

A day to smile and clean our robs
dress to the fullest
and forget yesterday

A day to prosper as the sunny day
brightens our thinking
families together and husbands home
children off school and mother's
serving care to all in her presence

A day for the house of the lord to shine
with believers
all voices combined to sing Alleluia
Genesis rested him in such a day
And so we rest our troubles to him

A day that smells extraordinary
looks more beautiful than any other
breeze so calm with the
atmosphere sounding peacefully

A day that seems perfect to rest a soul!

He is a man unbelievable
Same in all conditions
Not moved by disgrace
minds not your background
oh less what you think

You can go as far as you wish
do all kind of evil and later
your return is celebrated.
He washes you whiter than snow
prepares for you a banquet
for to him you're a royal

compassionate to all young or old
poor or rich
In his house you're all equal.
what more shall I desire than
to dwell in thy presence
and bury my worries for blessings

He created me to serve him
And promised me all I ever needed,
When he tested me with a little
I grew wings and turned into a god
Being intimate over a spoonful he had
shared with me by his Grace.

I have terribly meandered time to time
in the world of pleasing human nature
seeking favour and forgetting I have a
provider and maker.
shading over my weaknesses
yet my redeemer laid them to the cross

How could I be a coward yet his blood
cleansed me.
pure and fine like gold
yes Lord you're above all, so I carry my
punctured heart and life to you
That you lift it to the works of your Glory
hold me from doom as for I wish to live in
your new breath of life.

A treasure worth taxes
a machine that supplies
me with joy.
A better connection than
wifi and Hotspots.
you conquered all lies in me
established burning truth
Thank God for a gift you're
beautiful like night stars.

fairly hold tight to my heart
it hangs right in your presence
preserved by your gentle
touches and whispers
All penetrate me for comfort.

I stepped out of darkness when I met you
lovely are the smiles I dash out
As a sign of continuity.
May God bless our enemies with life
so that they witness how far we go
heights of awesomeness.

Am grateful for our journey
and that you're standing firm
through toils and snares
in all seasons and levels

Let the Creator confuse the
tongues of our haters
To drawn in their hatred.
cover us with a cloud of patience
To dance to the tunes of victory.

your love triggers humility
As pride and Ego eliminated.
In my life you're a virtue of
essence.
our relationship is my greatest
business and am greed
to stay as head.
For your relevance in my life
Is like water to the fish.

Have you ever thought
with an iced mind
its worse than swimming
in shallow water.

A coin received in hard days
Is like a cactus plant in the desert
An open mind Is bearable
like the leaves of a tree
useful to man and the soil

The days when you make a mistake
And your achievements sunk
to the existence of a zombie
among the living.

Being broke hurts but
worse in planting seeds
on a metallic surface
And proudly expecting
a great harvest.

one can always draw a picture
of the future
Though not a draw of how
fortunate you will be.

we watch and criticize
yet our lives are filmed
with drama.
we grow to see a bright tomorrow
but usually loose focus on the past
much as a tortoise feeds poorly
it lasts for ages even without care.

while I sat down
for a cup of coffee,
my calculations were focused
on how to make a dear future.

we are all born with solutions
But unless you think of one
There is no sight of revelation
you could have moved
an inch in your life,
unaware of of how much
distance you're left to move.

Cry not heart of the brave
it's what human nature gives
a blow for a hug
a slap for a sorry

Don't call it heartless
Dwell to be happy and make
an appointment with
    ......  STRENGTH .........

At one point a question arises
one that is hard to answer
quashes your reasoning
Beyond a future tense thought

you wish to have been there
maybe to have read the signs
Even following the small path.
The little voice keeps ringing
seize fire,the fight is out of range
my persistence aborted

To live but in a reign of doubt
And a face of sorry
For a closeness of an empty wall.
Absurd to take a walk
with one direction.

Failure is part of life
But not a guarantee,
just like a mistake
is a design in art.

you can't choose to chase
what is high in the air
because your landing
maynot be guaranteed ,
Or use street lights to
give light to a day.

you don't need a thousand
falls inorder to learn
much as they offer experience
Or a cold drink to chase
a bad dream.

little it lay in my presence
And happy was I to have it
upon my protection
it would grow,
my neglect though
counted no penalty

its nothing without hope,
the weather is rather a mess
but it needs both
'cold & warmth'
As much as I stay
I water it to grow and prune
it with care.

it takes more than time
to shine out perfect
to survive on it's own
longer than ages

For the learnt stand out brave
with astonishing speeches
To defend it.

We've all heard of them
and listened to the noise
they make especially when
darkness covers light.

They change colours
Each standing to define;
Bright ones for shining
Fog for colds morning
Dark for a heavy
But non changes for love

only a mixture of all
makes a difference

yes you can mention how cold it is
Though you can't expressly show the cold.
literally breaching my innocence
To capture your heart.

we don't count memories of love
much as they greatly shine in our lives
only the wonders of how its started
reflects its stages in flow.

Time developes it and so does it fade with it
worse than a burial
laying ....the dangers of s waterfall
tameable on probability
In
a nightmare of a swim on land.

Weather doesn't matter at the moment ,  
distance exist though defined
clouds cover the night & stars
show up in the sky.
To the quiet night, I add a wsh
of a precious night.
With the joy of seeing a brighter
Tomorrow.

I see many labouring in pain
To have a bite for their loved ones
sowing in plenty and ripping much or non.

Am not blind but would like to ask for a way
seeking truth behind the scenes of hardworking
I wear a burden of achieving
To shine bright as a rainbow.

unluckly  the existing bright colors
shun all the efforts of my paint
And dilute it pale.
Tie and dye is my strike for
purchase of lack