Just something I wrote! :)

Forever I am Yours

A tear falls on the page smearing the words
The last upendo letter wewe ever wrote to me
i hold on to it tight, hugging the word for comfort

I shall never see your smile and hear wewe laughter
But I Have these word,true words of love
wewe may be gone from my site but not from my heart

wewe broken once but when wewe fixed it wewe made it stronger
I hope to see wewe again, but for now i must live with our memories
They may be able to take wewe away from me, but they can never take my love

Forever I will upendo wewe
Forever I will Remember
Forever I am yours

In the midnight sky the air grows cool and crisp
As the moons blows away the clouds
Swirling into a small wisp
While the bugs serenade sleepy children in there beds
Who doze off to counting shooting stars
With wide eyes and dreams in there small heads
As the moon shines on seeping light onto the world


I lay wonder struck at the sight
Of five graceful fireflies
Dancing in the night
They were pearls of white against the night sky
Prettier than fireworks
Like the frost on my window that I edged the word hi
Hoping the the moon would respond
From within the midnight sky

I don't write much poetry but this my attempt. Feedback would rock. x

How Clumsy

How clumsy our hands are
To so often give leave to those we love,
Crossing fingers behind backs
And waving wistful farewells

How clumsy our tongues are
Infatuated with power,
Quick to anger and quick to act
Then begging acquittal of Lazarus

How clumsily we handle
The abstracts we cannot fathom,
How clumsily we blunder
The lines we misrepresent

We are but mites surrounded kwa infinity
Enveloped kwa narcissism
And drunk on false pretenses –

How clumsy

Forgive me my upendo
for i cannot go on
this tourchered sould has givein up
wewe can laugh
wewe can cry
but all i scream is
Why oh why
i needed to e free
for great murder
i can not survive
your touch is healing
your kiss is saveing
but without wewe
im dieing on the inside out
literly
i need some one to upendo me
i need some one to care
it can not be wewe
for wewe can not be there
i deal
i cut
i cry
i take the pain
i try
i try
i try
i try to die
but alass
i am traped
i am stuck
relese this tourchered soul
forgive my blackened sin
and try to find the upendo that beats within

My moyo cries,
every time I remember you,
my little brother,
full of youth,
only a child,
stolen in the night,
ransomed,
and died before wewe came back to us,
only a child,
so beautiful,
full of love,
they aliiba wewe because wewe were there,
and we were not,
life was hopeless,
at least it felt so,
it was my fault,
I fell asleep,
well I was supposed to watch you,
but my eyes could not stay open,
tears fill my eyes,
my moyo cries,
as I remember you.
Do wewe remember me, too?

(This poem is not my experience, I wrote it for a friend.)

What is the "l" word?
Is it "law" au "lint"?
Those are incorrect,
But I'll give wewe hint

It's defined as affection
It rhymes with "dove"
Figured it out?
If not it's "love"

If your wondering what
This poem's about
The inayofuata few stanzas
Should help wewe out

The word "love" is
Affection, passion, au lust
For me, however
"love" is disgust

Hugs and kisses
Aren't me
At least that's what
I tell my family

Not my whole family
Just ones in my house
Like my mother, sisters
Grandma and her spouse

And just because I
onyesha no affection
They say my life's
Headed a different direction

A life of drugs
Drinking and killing
Everyone in the house
Isn't that silly?

No it's not silly
It's absurd! At least
wewe know my meaning
Of the "l" word

As the light was gone
thats all i saw
as the baby was born
he blew the horn
the sadness i saw
their was no law
ashes always came
i dont need to blame
all i saw is love
sadness kwa a dove

The tears came
while i was on my chain
darkness was on land
their was no man
as i cry
on no side
i Lost my pride
they lied
as they live
they give
their blonde
is gone
as the young
has done

The path
is on behath
upendo is sad
then wewe get mad
height
shows light
my heart
tares apart
a sorwd
went through more
the moyo bleed
now i hav need
i saw a shard
with a gaurd
so that had began
kwa a ungreatfull man

So the of thou poem must be done as the poem i shall make inayofuata time so pick your right

Something about sitting on the lege of a window seal,has some how got my up most appeal, and sitting up kusoma non-fiction books. The nice breezy wind gives me this great big feel. When I look outside I see my green field. Then I look inside at my wide layed out floor covered in teal. I live in a nice big quite country and thats for real. Every night I look at the moon out of my one room house.
An wish my prince would take me away from my bedroom. Only if I let my ideas bloom. wewe dont want to know half the things I think, then wewe might have to send me to a shrink. I think being in captivity dor so long makes me think. What I should do during my midnight blues. After all of that its time to hit the sack. Way in the back were wewe can see a crack of the midnight moon. Then I lay me down in sheets and let myself loose fast asleep.
The End

The night is snowy
the snow is red and bloody.
The ashes flew
and the damage of moto grew.
Poeple cried
then they died.
A girl and boy
needed joy.
Sadness
made alot of badness.
A black swan
comes into dawn.
upendo is sad
the njiwa wasant glad.
The children run
but with no fun.
They make a red line
and the blood is not a dime.
The girl was in her white dress
and the blood on made a mess.
As the night
has fright.
Their is no doom
when wewe stare at the moon.
Is their a family
thats happily.
We need to grow the hearts
not the parts.
Dont blink
au draw with ink.
We stare
at the lare.

Everyday in the halls, I saw wewe with her.
I saw wewe hug her and kiss her.
It hurts so much.
When wewe told me it was over, I cried for so many nights.
I couldn't believe wewe wanted to end our upendo for that other girl.
Did wewe think I would be happy for you?
Well that was a big mistake.
When we met, I felt like I was the happiest girl to have
met you.
I felt,...like our upendo was going to last for long time..
It hurts so much to see wewe everytime we pass kwa each other.
It hurts so much,that I can't take it anymore.
But, why would wewe want to hurt me like this?
Did wewe think I wouldn't feel pain au sadness?
Well wewe thought wrong.
wewe want to know how I feel?
I feel betrayed.
I feel like wewe grabbed a kisu and...
Just cut it in pieces..
I...I can't go on like this..I just can't..
It..it hurts so much...

I DON’T KNOW WHAT I OWN A moyo au A MIND
GOD KNOWS IF I AM REALLY LOGICAL au I AM INOCENT AND KIND
I KNOW WHATS WRONG FOR ME AND ALSO WHAT IS RIGHT
BUT STILL MY MIND AND moyo ALWAYS FIGHT
moyo GOES IN SOME WAY AND MIND GOES SOMEWHERE ELSE
MIND SEES WHATS GOOD AND BAD BUT HEART’S SIGHT GOES ON HOW IT SOUNDS AND SMELLS
WHEN I HEAR TO MY MIND MY moyo IS SAD
BUT IT DOESN’T KNOW IN FUTURE IT WOULD BE BAD
MY MIND IS PROUD OF ITS INTELLIGENCE
AND IT WANTS ME TO BE ITS EVIDENCE
HOW COULD I BE HAPPY
WHEN MY MIND IS FINE BUT moyo IS HAVING CRANNY
AND I swing IN BETWEEN
ALWAYS ONE IS GLOOMY AND OTHER IS SHEEN
IT’S ME WHO ALWAYS HAS TO SUFFER
FOR MAKING MY SOUL SAD I’LL CALL THEM DUFFER
BUT I upendo MY moyo AND ALSO MY MIND
MAY BE THEY AREN’T PERFECT, BUT THERES SOME PERFECTION THAT IN THEM I CAN FIND.

Time on this Earth doesn't mean wewe grow in mind...

Time...
It keeps moving foward
Regardless of those who are forced
To songesha along with it

Time moves to the future
Is it fate that guides us
au just a ripple effect of your thoughts
And actions we give out
Like a stone thrown into the water...

We are born into time
And the future is ahead
Waiting for us
To produce it

We are told the future is ours
But many take it for granted
Living our life with greed and pride
Never do we think twice, the Angel and devil
On your shoulders have grown bored
Our conscience is a gift
If not used it will rot

An empty soul is an empty mind
Keep it open and keep it full
For all are different and yet we are the same
Part of the never ending journey through time...

The world is cruel place,
the world is damned.
wewe hide your fear and
think you're safe.
But fear finds everyone
sooner au later.
wewe hide your feelings
not to be hurt.
wewe lock your heart
not to feel.
wewe choose the words
covered with lies,
since the truth might
lead to repentance.

So wewe run to where
wewe find your peace.
wewe run there to find
your comfort.

The place of your own
creation,
place full of hope,
your shelter.

In there you're alive,
in the place
of your mind.
The place where you
release all your desires,
place where wewe hide
from your own failures.