In each street
In each lane
People who are rich
And people live in din.
And who lives in a lane
Wants to live in a garden
Suddenly much money they gain
And wewe ask "How?" they say "A Win".
Our story
wewe and me
People story
People stories
Are demeaned
And others keep on revilin'
This is our story.
And who's rich
Money goes away
Situations become decay
Life turns into misery
Thinks this was a dream
No, it's a nightmare
And asks "how come?"
Our story
wewe and me
People story
People stories
Are demeaned
And others keep on revilin'
This is how our stories are.
In each lane
People who are rich
And people live in din.
And who lives in a lane
Wants to live in a garden
Suddenly much money they gain
And wewe ask "How?" they say "A Win".
Our story
wewe and me
People story
People stories
Are demeaned
And others keep on revilin'
This is our story.
And who's rich
Money goes away
Situations become decay
Life turns into misery
Thinks this was a dream
No, it's a nightmare
And asks "how come?"
Our story
wewe and me
People story
People stories
Are demeaned
And others keep on revilin'
This is how our stories are.
I hear these crazy stories of people always hurting Not knowing what to do i stupidly ask "What can i do" They reply with "Idk" I say "Can i take your pain away cause thats all i know how to do" They say "Thats impossible that cannot be true" I say "I dont believe in impossible so the real swali is how cant it be true" They say "I wouldnt be able to live with myself if it wasnt for u so stop dreaming i cant let u thru i cant let u hurt the way i do" I say "Id smile thru the pain knowing it was for u and i cry cause u hurt now. The pain may be bad but it doesnt hurt as bad as seeing u beat so bad. I know it sounds crazy but all i dream about is caring for people so tell me to stop dreaming and my light will stop beaming. so can I" "Can u what" "Can i take your Pain Away?"
By: Alysia Batallas<3
By: Alysia Batallas<3
So sweet the hour, so calm the time,
I feel it zaidi than half a crime,
When Nature sleeps and stars are mute,
To mar the silence ev'n with lute.
At rest on ocean's brilliant dyes
An image of Elysium lies
Seven Pleiades entranced in Heaven,
Form in the deep another seven:
Endymion nodding from above
Sees in the sea a sekunde love.
Within the valleys dim and brown,
And on the spectral mountain's crown,
The wearied light is dying down,
And earth, and stars, and sea, and sky
Are redolent of sleep, as I
Am redolent of thee and thine
Enthralling love, my Adeline.
But list, O list, so soft and low
Thy lover's voice tonight shall flow,
That, scarce awake, thy soul shall deem
My words the muziki of a dream.
Thus, while no single sound too rude
Upon thy slumber shall intrude,
Our thoughts, our souls O God above!
In every deed shall mingle, love.
No matter where wewe go guilt will follow wewe there
Don't be scared au affraid
Guilt will onyesha wewe all the mistakes you've made
It can eat wewe alive
The only way to survive is to tell the uchungu, chungu truth
If wewe live out the rest of your days
You'll never escape it you'll be trapped in it's maze
Struggling to forget the guilt in your shallow soul
That is forever rising like a moto when wewe add coal
Your guilt drives wewe insane and follows wewe forever
You'll go to your grave with it unless wewe
Never tell another lie as long as wewe live
The End
For Now Anyways
Don't Be Affraid
Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
Hath been a most familiar bird
Taught me my alphabet to say
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child- with a most knowing eye.
Of late, eternal condor years
So shake the very Heaven on high
With tumult as they thunder by,
I have no time for idle cares
Through gazing on the unquiet sky.
And when an saa with calmer wings
Its down upon my spirit flings
That little time with lyre and rhyme
To while away- forbidden things !
My moyo would feel to be a crime
Unless it trembled with the strings.
Eldorado
Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and shadow,
Had journeyed long,
imba a song,
In tafuta for Eldorado.
But he grew old –
This knight so bold –
And o’er his moyo a shadow
Fell, as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado
And, as his strength
Failed at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow –
“Shadow,” alisema he ,
“Where can it be, -
This land of Eldorado?”
“Over the Mountains
Of the moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride , boldly ride,”
The shade replied,
“If wewe seek for Eldorado!”
- Edgar Allan Poe
Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and shadow,
Had journeyed long,
imba a song,
In tafuta for Eldorado.
But he grew old –
This knight so bold –
And o’er his moyo a shadow
Fell, as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado
And, as his strength
Failed at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow –
“Shadow,” alisema he ,
“Where can it be, -
This land of Eldorado?”
“Over the Mountains
Of the moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride , boldly ride,”
The shade replied,
“If wewe seek for Eldorado!”
- Edgar Allan Poe
cry, cry, let the tears roll down.
the willows will weep for thee.
kwa the river i see thine frown.
and thine bloodshot eyes see me.
the flowers covered in morning dew.
droop and hang their heads.
the water runs on one au two.
they cry into the riverbed.
i wade across the water cold.
to embrace wewe in my arms.
for be wewe young au be wewe old.
a hug will do no harm.
wewe see me fight the current.
as i try to get across.
i see the helping hand wewe lend.
and i see the tears have lost.
wewe smile and, despite being sodden.
wewe wrap, upangaji pamoja your arms around me.
the darkness inside wewe has finally fallen.
and i know that sad wewe will never be.
the willows will weep for thee.
kwa the river i see thine frown.
and thine bloodshot eyes see me.
the flowers covered in morning dew.
droop and hang their heads.
the water runs on one au two.
they cry into the riverbed.
i wade across the water cold.
to embrace wewe in my arms.
for be wewe young au be wewe old.
a hug will do no harm.
wewe see me fight the current.
as i try to get across.
i see the helping hand wewe lend.
and i see the tears have lost.
wewe smile and, despite being sodden.
wewe wrap, upangaji pamoja your arms around me.
the darkness inside wewe has finally fallen.
and i know that sad wewe will never be.
and each one of us lived their lives.
Can't wewe see where wewe are now?
wewe and me where now?..
I am very sorry for us,
that parting shouldn't have happened to us.
But what can I say?
My moyo has expired!
But I can't blame you,
this was the life fault.
Oh darling, even if had passed billion years would never forget who eased my mind such as you!
Come back please!
Who's else wewe can feel the peace of mind with?
I swear my life without wewe isn't a life,
wewe still on my mind.
Come back again!
Wasn't me, weren't you, but the life fault.
That sound...where have I heard it before?
* Tick tick tick tick tick*
That sound.....it sounds so fimliar...where have I heard it before?
My moyo stops as I remember......
That the sound of my memories fading into nothing...but vague dreams.
Vague dreams that I do not want to remember....but have to...or everything will stop.
*Tick tick tick tick*
How much time left...until it all disappears?....
* tick....tick...tick...*
Ah, there it goes...the memories I had of you...of them.
They are starting to leave ...to fade.
*Tick.*
Haha, there....it's done.
*Click*
Remember Forever....nothing ever really disappears ....
I will never involve myself
in any-thing that isn't estranged
from me being inside your moyo
and soul that wewe expose only
to me.
As wewe find an impylse to
any-kind of reason that will
imply me being amazed by
what wewe do with your life as
it comes to you.
inside your moyo and
your soul, lies a man
that cannot stand on
his own two feet alone,
as he looks for ways to
escape the terrifying
out-look on the life that
he wants and needs to
leave out now.
But wewe carry the weight
of upendo on your shoulders
as wewe give away your delayed
response to the maswali that
seem to be playing around inside
your mind as of right now.
in any-thing that isn't estranged
from me being inside your moyo
and soul that wewe expose only
to me.
As wewe find an impylse to
any-kind of reason that will
imply me being amazed by
what wewe do with your life as
it comes to you.
inside your moyo and
your soul, lies a man
that cannot stand on
his own two feet alone,
as he looks for ways to
escape the terrifying
out-look on the life that
he wants and needs to
leave out now.
But wewe carry the weight
of upendo on your shoulders
as wewe give away your delayed
response to the maswali that
seem to be playing around inside
your mind as of right now.
Their hooves going
"Clippity clop, clippity clop"
Running faster than the wind
Its mane flowing in the air
Around and around the track it goes
Not stopping
Faster and faster the moyo is pumping
Heaving, breath after breath
One hoof goes over the other
Nostrils flaring
Its green eyes lighting up
The bit squeezes the jaw
The whip thundering down onto the horse
Crossing the finish line
Being rewarded with glory
And back into it's lonely stable it goes
Your words trasform me
And kuoga upon me like a water fall
Your touch so calm as the sea
Makes me come alive
Only to be turned off when wewe leave
The thought of wewe helps me to survive
I stare at wewe from affar
Waiting for wewe to notice me
My upendo for wewe slowly burning out like a nyota
And finnaly dying out
With no feelings left at all
Why do I feel this way
Like I want to scream
Like my mouths on mute and I have nothing to say
Do I need wewe to be my cruch
When I'm hurt
Do I rely on wewe depend on wewe and such
And why do I dream of wewe every night
And think of wewe everyday
Even though your out of my eyesight
And kuoga upon me like a water fall
Your touch so calm as the sea
Makes me come alive
Only to be turned off when wewe leave
The thought of wewe helps me to survive
I stare at wewe from affar
Waiting for wewe to notice me
My upendo for wewe slowly burning out like a nyota
And finnaly dying out
With no feelings left at all
Why do I feel this way
Like I want to scream
Like my mouths on mute and I have nothing to say
Do I need wewe to be my cruch
When I'm hurt
Do I rely on wewe depend on wewe and such
And why do I dream of wewe every night
And think of wewe everyday
Even though your out of my eyesight
upendo is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this siku draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this siku draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes mduara, duara moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that upendo would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes mduara, duara moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that upendo would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Life
What if Life Happens
Life dose happen
What if i Cant Take it
ill Take it
What if.....,
wewe say ur nothing
i know ur Everything
Cover ur moyo With my Soul
I Hate u
Hatred
Sarrow
pain
Love
You
Forevever
Tonite stay with me
Close ur Eyes And Let the Heavans dream
Tomorrow upendo me say my name
Your Voice like Angels
Everything
u are
Nothin
i am
upendo
We are
Compadable
never leave me
I Never Hurt
Sorrow
Despair
Pain
Anxiaty
Never
you
Never
Me
Come to me i will upendo wewe in a world That has Forgotton
I Rember
I Rember ur Name Frome the first time we met
I Rember
Sadness Tell me You
wewe Cant Tell a Sad Story To moyo Thats Been Torn
wewe Can Tell me cuz my Torn moyo Just Morns
Groken peises Falling Down
We Are
I am
Coming to an End
Hatred
Me
upendo
You
Never Fix me
Never upendo Me
never HURT me
What if Life Happens
Life dose happen
What if i Cant Take it
ill Take it
What if.....,
wewe say ur nothing
i know ur Everything
Cover ur moyo With my Soul
I Hate u
Hatred
Sarrow
pain
Love
You
Forevever
Tonite stay with me
Close ur Eyes And Let the Heavans dream
Tomorrow upendo me say my name
Your Voice like Angels
Everything
u are
Nothin
i am
upendo
We are
Compadable
never leave me
I Never Hurt
Sorrow
Despair
Pain
Anxiaty
Never
you
Never
Me
Come to me i will upendo wewe in a world That has Forgotton
I Rember
I Rember ur Name Frome the first time we met
I Rember
Sadness Tell me You
wewe Cant Tell a Sad Story To moyo Thats Been Torn
wewe Can Tell me cuz my Torn moyo Just Morns
Groken peises Falling Down
We Are
I am
Coming to an End
Hatred
Me
upendo
You
Never Fix me
Never upendo Me
never HURT me
There are times
when I feel your presence
at my side
There are times
when I hear wewe say
it will be alright
There are times
when I see
your face in a crowd
and I turn around
There are times
when I miss you
and my moyo begins to ache
and I smile through the pain
But then there are times
when I realize
this is just the way
it has to be
there’s no wewe and me
This poems (not written kwa me) are dedicared to my best Marafiki who I missed very badly.
There are times when
I feel strong
and I know that I
can finally songesha on
There are times when
my mind is at ease
and I can enjoy life
and all it can bring
There are times when
I miss you
and times when I’m okay
it’s getting better everyday
No matter how much time
there is in this life
I’ll think of you
from time to time
and remember wewe with a smile.
when I feel your presence
at my side
There are times
when I hear wewe say
it will be alright
There are times
when I see
your face in a crowd
and I turn around
There are times
when I miss you
and my moyo begins to ache
and I smile through the pain
But then there are times
when I realize
this is just the way
it has to be
there’s no wewe and me
This poems (not written kwa me) are dedicared to my best Marafiki who I missed very badly.
There are times when
I feel strong
and I know that I
can finally songesha on
There are times when
my mind is at ease
and I can enjoy life
and all it can bring
There are times when
I miss you
and times when I’m okay
it’s getting better everyday
No matter how much time
there is in this life
I’ll think of you
from time to time
and remember wewe with a smile.