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posted by Sasunaru120
wewe never know what wewe have until wewe lose it, and once wewe lose it, wewe can never get it back.

My moyo was taken kwa you... broken kwa you... and now it is in pieces because of you.

Love is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever.

You're the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the one who made me cry, yet I'm still in upendo with wewe and I don't know why.

A million words would not bring wewe back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried.

Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him...
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Source: S. Ritchie (montage)
Your head, your bearing, your gestures
Are fair as a fair countryside;
Laughter plays on your face
Like a cool wind in a clear sky.

The gloomy passer-by wewe meet
Is dazzled kwa the glow of health
Which radiates resplendently
From your arms and shoulders.

The touches of sonorous color
That wewe scatter on your dresses
Cast into the minds of poets
The image of a maua, ua dance.

Those crazy frocks are the emblem
Of your multi-colored nature;
Mad woman whom I'm mad about,
I hate and upendo wewe equally!

At times in a lovely garden
Where I dragged my atony,
I have felt the sun tear my breast,
As though it were in mockery;...
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How beautiful the Sun is when newly risen
He hurls his morning greetings like an explosion!
— Fortunate the one who can lovingly salute
His setting, zaidi glorious than a dream!

I remember!... I have seen all, flower, stream, furrow,
Swoon under his gaze like a palpitating heart...
— Let us run to the horizon, it's late,
Let us run fast, to catch at least a slanting ray!

But I pursue in vain the sinking god;
Irresistible Night, black, damp, deadly,
Full of shudders, establishes his reign;

The odor of the tomb swims in the shadows
And at the marsh's edge my timid foot
Treads upon slimy snails and unexpected...
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posted by irena83
In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
uchungu, chungu and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this muziki of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written kwa the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.
posted by ThornedRose
life has won over death
you arrive
a joyuss look in your eyes
you were laughing
you were smiling
you were crawling
when wewe took your first steps
you were mesmirized
you were running
you were jumping
you were making mud pies
clinging onto me
soon wewe were older
to old for grownups
you played with your Marafiki
you played sports
but wewe still called me mommy
you were chasing after girls
you were failing your classes
you were making a mess of your world
soon wewe betrayed me
you lied and wewe cheated
you aliiba from me
you disapeared for days
you dropped out of school
you swore at me
you snuck into...
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posted by Sinna_Hime_chan
One of my inayopendelewa poems of all time & perhaps someone would like to add zaidi Byron au make commentaries...

She Walks in Beauty 1814

"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy siku denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
au softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A moyo whose upendo is innocent!
"
posted by babyjay
true Marafiki are hard to come by...
yet when wewe catch them wewe feel like wewe can fly...
wewe trust them,
upendo them,
and talk of future...
wewe know that they will never lie...
and inayofuata to them wewe stand side kwa side...
wewe upendo them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when wewe know your important...
that wewe know wewe have some one to comfort you...
wewe hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true Marafiki are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
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