i will die

its what i live for

f*** my life

F***heart

and F*** my will to live


i give wewe hope

i give wewe love

but pain is all wewe give

a moyo so big

it could save the world

pain so bad

it killed this little girl

so i say goodbye

to wewe

to you

my upendo will go on

and thro
and thro

dont be mad

dont be sad

live on

without me

for i will no longer suffer

this soul is now free

as free as she could be

no one owns me now

I AM ME!

Of all the brave and all the bold.
The race of blood had stories told.
About their barren fortress of red.
About the fact that they were dead.
Close the ruby studded door.
Of your black coffin on the marble floor.
Etched in stone were all their names.
And from their wrists to hell are chains.
In their palms lie burning coals.
Frozen solid is their souls.
From your veins, wewe blood now pours.
Stand kwa that vampire of yours.


Poem kwa Mimiii the Vampiyaa taco :3 au Vampiyaa <3 whichever one wewe prefer ;P

The King's song is quite a lonely thing
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
It's only mean is to onyesha him the way.
Far from his silent abode he must stay.
That lonely King is the one who I miss.
Away from me he does not insist,
But life is merely a ribbon of red.
To those who abuse it will be cursed kwa the dead.
Shoot your piercing arrow of hate.
It will hit your moyo and bestow your fate.
From your mare onto nyasi you'll fall,
Knowing wewe did not cherish all.
upendo and laughter in our kingdom will soar,
Once he returns from his sad, bloody war.
Behind his horse travels a tattered string.
The King's song is quite a lonely thing.

I am naught but a lonely Angel cursed kwa the shadows,
Covered in them like a cold blanket of evil.
My wings are broken and invisible, but my moyo is black as ash.
This is me.
I am naught but a single dying flower, blackened kwa hate,
Like a kisima, chemchemi pen on paper.
I speak no words but use my flowing movement to onyesha you.
This is me.
I am naught but a sorrowful discarded gem,
Proven to be nothing but a fake.
I may sparkle, but not in a way to bring joy.
This is me.
I am naught but dust in the wind.
Blowing ever so elegantly
To the rhythm of where the world will take me.
This is me.

One million times my moyo will pound.
Against the blazing winds, we're bound
kwa thread woven from the petals of a rose
Out of the evils and goods, it was wewe that I chose.
Imprints of our steps on soft sand we make
And forever on your hand I'll hold, for our sake.
Our upendo has no price, it is naught but true.
You'll belong to me, and I'll belong to you.
What will become of us, we can only take a guess
Of course, sighs will be emitted nonetheless.
I'll smile when wewe smile and feel the pain wewe do
And if wewe cry a single tear I promise I'll cry too.

I look at you. wewe look away.
I talk to you. You've got nothing to say.
I pass kwa you. wewe avoid my eye.
When I think of wewe I want to die.
Every time I make a mistake.
My whole body begins to shake.
wewe are my world, wewe are my friend.
wewe will be until the very end.
But it was something that I said.
Our friendship shaped into something dead.
wewe wish I was gone, you're full of despise.
And from your lips tumble hurtful lies.
To speak, I no longer see the reason
It's as if I have been accused of treason.
I've betrayed my country, my world, my love.
My god, my spirit, my Angel from above.
You'll live your life, I'll hate my own.
My darker personality has shown.
What's become of us is truly sad.
Whatever happened to what we had?

Fear is kept at the bottom of your soul.
wewe have been broken; you're no longer whole.
She was your killer, she was your hell.
Her icy words were as clear as a bell.
Her icy words cut through your heart.
She ripped it to pieces; she tore it apart.
Her hate and torture will be your demise.
But above her position wewe must rise.
Your life is endless, it looks so black.
It seems like there's no going back.
Your soul is stained kwa abuse and hate.
wewe are to die, it is your fate.
But perhaps wewe still can find the light.
There still could be some hope in sight.
Find the one that lights your way.
Through storms au death au hell they'll stay.
They'll hold your hand, they'll help wewe through
Whatever perils come anew.
They'll be your candle in the night
And bring the dawn back into sight.
So listen carefully to their song.
wewe will die happy, wewe will die strong
Don't be afraid, wewe are loved kwa all.
Find that person and you'll never fall.

Here sat a girl
Who asked him why
And here sat a boy
Who made a girl cry
Here sat a teacher
Who asked them both, What?
And here sat the friend
Who explained the lot
Here sat the best friend
Who comforted the girl
And here sat the older boys,
Who laughed at the boy.
Here sat the older girls
Telling the older boys off
And here sat the little girls
Cuddling everyone but the weeping angel.
Here lies a story that was never said.
Here lies upendo and betrayal.
Here sat a girl,
Who loved a boy,
And here sat a boy
Who loved a girl but was too afraid of ruining his reputation kwa saying so.

wewe make me so mad,
I just wanna be bad
For a moment,
Throw a lamp at your head.
wewe would catch it,
And tell me I'm stupid,
Like I didn't know that,
Like your words don't hurt enough.
Once upon a time,
wewe thought I was good enough,
To be the one
wewe held in arms
Defended with all might
Sending me sweet nothingness
Morning and night.
But now it's her
The girl that doesn't care,
No upendo your way
Don't wewe understand?

wewe try
And tell me
That she loves wewe too
How do wewe know
She's not cheating behind your back?
wewe must know wewe made me cry
At night..
Do wewe really not understand
Did wewe never want to hold my hand?
wewe asshole.
And yet, even though I hate you,
If wewe jumped off a cliff,
I would jump after you.

I'm not like all the other girls
I'm not tall, no boyfriend, no curls
Just deep brown eyes that hide the lies
The strong person in me cries
I used to be amazing
So fearless, so brave
Not at all shy, not at all so grave
Bt since they're here,
They torment me,
Bringing up my past,
They make me feel,
Like I have nothing to reveal
No secrets under my sleeve
No hidden lies,
No bird that flies
My Marafiki are all pretty, all gorgeous, all cute
And I have nothing left to shoot,
Just the ugly can and such,
In school I'm not very much
The ladder of society
Forgets always little old me
And here I lie
And here I cry
To wewe my tortured soul.


A poem about the torment I go though on the bus, the elder boys bring up my former upendo life. Just saying what I feel like, and the strong person inside of me wanting to break out of the thin shell. maoni are welcome!!

When wewe hope,
wewe expect and wish,
wewe have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
wewe don’t want them killed,
Hope makes wewe stronger,

We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,

Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,

Keep hope close to wewe in life,
Sometimes wewe need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,

Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,


Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,

Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?

wewe and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,

Wish and desire wewe moyo out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
wewe know what wewe want,


Keep hoping till the END……

i'll be with wewe as smile in joy and in tears in gloom
i'll be in your sun in morning and in night i'll be in moon
your pain your sorrows i want wewe to lend
..till the ver end....

i'll stand besides wewe in spring and also in fall
i'll never leave wewe alone coz my moyo is not so small
in your world that is crystal clear
i'll not let fate bring any salty tear

for wewe all pain i'll kubeba
so that wewe stay near and be my dear
in ll situations i'll tend to bend
..till the very end....

Until Now I Still Remembering How....
how the waves took my mind far away from here
took me against the memories that already left me far
far From the reality,that wewe were gone
wind whispering your name once again,,,,finally I realized that was not a dream at all
wewe are here now


wewe took me kwa the beach, pwani and told me stories,,,just as wewe are never leaving from my side
just as wewe never moving from a time

your laughs ,,,your smile stand still as I remembered
Who Done this To us?

We see the beach, pwani far,,,,We smell the Breeze zaidi and more,,,,and never get enough

Im still left here kwa the memories,,,,
still try to freeze this moment in my minds

Life was never goes simply for Me,,,,
But this riddle drove me into one things,,,,that upendo never wiped away from TIME
Im gathered kwa happiness after the Sorrow


And I know,,,,however I walk,,,Whenever I lookd back,,,I will still remembering That I Told the Beach,,
I miss wewe

If I die tonight,
I want wewe to tell my momma I upendo her,
And I'm sorry for losing the fight.
Tried, but there was no cure.

If I die tonight,
Remember me and always keep me in your heart.
Remember like a piece of art.
Sorry for the end, It just happened, alright..

Just let me go.
I'm sorry, what else is there?
All the blame goes to the foe.
My Love, My heart,
The time was near.
It's time to part.
If I die tonight..

Our upendo was here,
Our upendo was there.
But I'll wait.
No matter how long it'll take.
I'll miss you,
But there's nothing now to do.
If I die tonight..