It’s sweet, the way wewe think.
The way wewe dream, the way wewe look into my eyes, asking me
To be everything you’re dreaming up.
wewe want me to be who I don’t trust myself to be.
I don’t trust myself
With you.
Love,
it’s zaidi than I can give;
zaidi than I can take.
You,
you’re everything I wish I was
And that’s what wewe don’t see.
I don’t want to crush
Your ideas.
Don’t want to wingu your perfect vision
Of what upendo is.
I don’t want to make a mess of you,
The way I have with myself.
wewe want me to make wewe
Mine…
But it’s not that easy



I just discovered this spot. Here's my first shot - a little poem I wrote a few days ago. If wewe like this I have zaidi in store.

...why do I rhyme when I don't mean to? Haha.

Inspired kwa Erin McCarley's "It's Not That Easy"

My moyo keeps breaking
each time I'm taking
a bigger slice out of my heart
it feels like I'm the dart
they trow at the board
hit a score then there threw
and all i can do is sit back
relax and try to see what I lack
I ask myself what the problem was
and all he does
is sit there and laugh
until the day
I get up and scream at him
and they all get scared and run
I've had my fun
I go back to the corner and contemplated what I have done and make fun!
now when I cry there tears of joy!
and if that boy
ever thinks his coming back
I no were the shotguns at!

Please tell me if wewe want another part! Thankyou please enjoy!



"Kira" I yelled trying to find her. I could only imagine that she was scared and alone! We had went hunting and she had saw a deer and she just had to have it! I waited and waited for her to come back but as I waited I started to get worried! I herd a scream from her and I ran to look but as I found her she had blood over her face she looked full I asked her what the madder was and she alisema "Claria why haven't wewe ate?" "I ate before we came" "okay" she alisema with a smirk! "lets go nyumbani before mom gets worried and wipe of you're fangs Kira they have blood all over them" "fine" she alisema

I did a semester of poetry in English at my high school. I had to right 4, and this one is my favourite. It's a narrative poem.

Wind catches the sand,
Throwing it at me
Stinging my ankles like angry bees,
Like vicious teeth

A gust blows the grains to my face,
Making me splutter and spit
Eager to escape,
I run to the crashing ocean

The waves are ferocious,
Pulling me under
The suns heat blocked out
Warmth stolen from my skin

Trapped in a current,
Legs thrashing,
Water tugging at me from every direction,
I slip beneath

The pain in my moyo is to strong,
As it is for wewe that i long,

wewe came to me suddenly,
I fell inlove with wewe almost instantly

wewe aliiba my heart, but ran away,
Leaving me in sorrow, and in wonder of why wewe came,

Was it in the intention of this heartbreak;
au was it to achieve all the sorrow wewe could create?

In your eyes, i was easy to lure,
wewe alisema wewe were sick, and that i was the cure,

I feel like such a fool,
I cant believe i fell for you,

My upendo for wewe has become like rain,
As my moyo bleeds in pain,

The memories now being to play,
I only wish wewe stayed.

My mind keeps displaying,
picha of us talking and laughing,

I couldent see the bad,
wewe seemed like a decent man,

But i guess i was wrong,
This is just another fairytale gone wrong



xx