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posted by r260897
When Zean woke up he found himself on his kitanda and everyone busy as usual. One of his best buddy Benjamin popularly known as Ben came to him and sat near Zean saying “you were so tired that wewe slept on the floor. Whats wrong with you?” “No, nothing.. I am alright.” He spoke this in such a hurry that could make anyone surprised. Ben looked at his eyes which were filled of confusion, Ben alisema “ ohk…if there is any problem just call me,, I am going I trust you..”. Ben stood and before leaving he looked back saying “ I really trust you”. This time Zean was unable to classify if this was Ben’s real trust au his suspense. After Ben went out he looked at Zeal as if it was the only one who understands him.
The past covered his eyes and he Lost into his BAD MEMORIES.
He saw the siku which was clear and the sun shining brightly, but actually it was dull for his fate. He found a small boy gazing at a big mansion and with only one thing in his hands His Zeal.
“ no no no that’s past and I don’t remember anything” “ my memories are buried and if not then time and money and my work load will bury it one day” “ no I never recalled my past for 11 years and now so sudden I am dreaming about that” “ I lived my life made my path for light and still I am making path for light….no darkness is allowed to enter in that” “ it is not my mansion…. It is not” “ its not of my business… I am not related to it… even if it’s my past….then also I am not……” “ ITS PAST AND THERE IS NO CONNECTION IN MY PAST AND PRESENT…”
These were the words Zean continued thinking till his mind gave up all energy that he regained and he at last fainted…..
posted by skipperluvs
“Fuck you.” She alisema when he upset her, which was almost everyday. She sighed as he looked at her foolishly. There was just something about him that she hated from the start, but there was something bigger about him that she loved. She looked over at him and his Marafiki laughing hysterically.

“When?” He laughed even harder, the crowd’s voice growing louder kwa the second, and anger filling her face to hide the shy blush that actually sat atop of everything. She rolled here eyes at him and put one of her hands on her hips, her hips cocking to the left and seeming lazy. She then got...
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posted by Cinders
I've been slowly but steadily coming to the conclusion that poetry as an art form is quickly losing its flavor amongst the iPod generation. And I'm not talking about contemporary poets who don't get read kwa the masses, because as Gertrude Stein would say, "Those who are creating the modern composition authentically are naturally only of importance when they are dead because kwa that time the modern composition having become past is classified and the description of it is classical. That is the reason why the creator of the new composition in the arts is an outlaw until he is a classic." Or,...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
What is love?

Oi there mates… Let me tell wewe few things here. I actually asked myself that swali long ago. Why? Well, maybe because I had no Marafiki au other people who would accept me when I was a kid. Now I know all that matters is to accept yourself and I got a lot of friends, but to find that explanation all alone pulled me through a lot of pain. Aye... wewe couldn't believe it. Most of the people can't endure the lonlines, I've seen it... And finally when I found the explanation, I asked myself: ’’What the hell is upendo then?’’. Lately on I started to watch other people to see...
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posted by amoremusic
blessed
when i think about the things that God has blessed me with i get to excited to think that he has done all of these things for me and only me, so that the people around me can be blessed as well,

The things that i cherish the most is family and the impact that they have on me as a young woman, the upendo that they onyesha me everyday of my life, there is a quote that fits what i'm talking about and this is what it is:

"Family, they are the people who bring wewe up when wewe are down, they are the ones that wewe can turn to when life isn't going the way wewe want it to, they are there to comfort...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

Tia had told me that he obviously liked black, so she'd chosen the scary halter juu and skinny jeans with black peep-toed heels. Tia had gone overboard. I looked like a freaking goth.

I thought I was dressed way out of my league, but Tia alisema I wasn't. It was difficult to believe her.

Still, I dropped a plate when I was in the jikoni on Saturday evening when he knocked on the door. I almost twisted my ankle in my hurry to open the door. I threw it open, and I almost cried in relief when it was him and I hadn't almost injured myself for nothing.

He looked stunned when he saw what I was...
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posted by whitelion
your smile, your eyes, your voice
as if wewe gave me a choice
everything about wewe i loved
all other feelings aside i shoved

on your every word i hung
and even among
a crowd, only wewe i see
nowhere else i would rather be

these feelings for you, that are kept inside
i can no longer hide
everything about wewe i admire
wewe are all i desire

so kind, so sweet, so passionate
everytime our eyes met
my moyo would race
while looking at your smiling face

full of buety, life, and joy
with my emotions wewe play like a toy
like a wild beast, my emotions cannot be tame
and i don't even know your name
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posted by ZekiYuro
uandishi and ubunifu have always been two passions of mine. When someone first approached me with a uandishi opportunity for their blog, I was shocked. It hadn’t crossed my mind for a moment that the two could be brought together harmoniously. I still remember uandishi that makala and building my first brainstorm of topics. I found myself asking, "What makes a good article?"




But, to hell with good articles. Anyone can write a good article. I wanted something that would floor everyone–that would make everyone say, "Who the heck is this guy, and why haven’t I read his stuff before?"

I’m always...
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Calling all writers!
Are wewe an artist with your words? Do wewe like to write? I know I do. "So wewe Think wewe Can Write" is a contest for people who would answer the same as me.

Basic Rules & Guidelines
1. Your entry MUST be imewasilishwa to this spot as an article. If it is entered in any other section it will NOT be accepted.

2. Your entry MUST be original/written kwa you. If anybody helped you, please credit them.

3. Your entry must be properly key-worded and titled.
a. A proper title: "[username here]'s SYTYCW Entry - [season and year] - [category/type of literature]"
ex. If I entered a poem,...
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