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posted by sawfan13
How everyone loves you
How everyone thinks you're queen
Do but they really know the true you?
Plastic little insignificance
One siku wewe will fall
Realizing that no one loves wewe after all
Always a smile on your face
Paparazzi cameras all on you
I know how wewe really are
And sweetheart, you're no star.
Little naive girls want to be you
A really bad influence covered in five siku old alcohol
Oh why do wewe think you're the best of the best
wewe were once a little girl
So real and true
But fame has made wewe forget
What you've really been through.
You're zaidi of a pest really
A disgrace to women everywhere
You're innocence left years ago
Like every lover wewe once had.
People think you're such a goddess
But you're really just a puppet on strings
Amy Lee was right about you
You're just an everybody's fool.
It's louder and so obvious like a glow in the dark neon sign
But people are too blinded kwa the sequins on your clothes
To realized who wewe are.
Colors and lights are too hard
To cover up the blackness in your heart
Queen Bee Barbie Doll
Mirror, mirror who is the best of the all?
Like hate written on a bathroom stall
wewe really are not the brightest nyota in the sky.
One siku this will destroy you
It will tear wewe down and break your knees
wewe will cry out and say this is too much
But this is your mess and wewe have to clean it up.
wewe brainwash little girls telling them is the what a true woman is
But then they are just as bad as you
As wewe look into what they once were
Just ordinary little girls
But the media just won't set it up straight
As everything falls apart into puzzle pieces.
posted by Lovetreehill
SERENADE

So sweet the hour, so calm the time,
I feel it zaidi than half a crime,
When Nature sleeps and stars are mute,
To mar the silence ev'n with lute.
At rest on ocean's brilliant dyes
An image of Elysium lies
Seven Pleiades entranced in Heaven,
Form in the deep another seven:
Endymion nodding from above
Sees in the sea a sekunde love.
Within the valleys dim and brown,
And on the spectral mountain's crown,
The wearied light is dying down,
And earth, and stars, and sea, and sky
Are redolent of sleep, as I
Am redolent of thee and thine
Enthralling love, my Adeline.
But list, O list, so soft and low
Thy lover's voice tonight shall flow,
That, scarce awake, thy soul shall deem
My words the muziki of a dream.
Thus, while no single sound too rude
Upon thy slumber shall intrude,
Our thoughts, our souls O God above!
In every deed shall mingle, love.
posted by elizasmomma
Seeing the world through a different perspective

Different

But mismatched

Like the squares on my quilt

That I thought were the same

For so many years.

I see the world through different eyes

I see beauty

Sorrow

And forgiveness

Envy

Betrayal

Oh so differently

For most, the color of hope

Is a pale pink au white

But while others see purity

I see, what I've heard described as,

A festering, pus yellow

The color of an open wound.

For most, the color of mistrust is black.

For most, black is the color is deceit

But when others see black,

I see a blinding white.

White like the robes of the nurses and doctors

My family has hired...
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posted by Attirox
Go to sleep if wewe dare
No matter where wewe go guilt will follow wewe there
Don't be scared au affraid
Guilt will onyesha wewe all the mistakes you've made
It can eat wewe alive
The only way to survive is to tell the uchungu, chungu truth
If wewe live out the rest of your days
You'll never escape it you'll be trapped in it's maze
Struggling to forget the guilt in your shallow soul
That is forever rising like a moto when wewe add coal
Your guilt drives wewe insane and follows wewe forever
You'll go to your grave with it unless wewe
Never tell another lie as long as wewe live

The End

For Now Anyways

Don't Be Affraid
posted by Lovetreehill
ROMANCE

Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
Hath been a most familiar bird
Taught me my alphabet to say
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child- with a most knowing eye.

Of late, eternal condor years
So shake the very Heaven on high
With tumult as they thunder by,
I have no time for idle cares
Through gazing on the unquiet sky.
And when an saa with calmer wings
Its down upon my spirit flings
That little time with lyre and rhyme
To while away- forbidden things !
My moyo would feel to be a crime
Unless it trembled with the strings.
This three poems were writen a while ago.... Well, almost three years ago! Not that good:S But I will still post them! They are a bit small, that's why I'm putting them in an article!



Why we love!

Isn't it love, to forget
Everything we ever knew?
Isn't it love, to hear the birds sing
And think we understand them?
Isn't it love, to look at a desert field
And see it covered in flowers?


They tell me, they do not know
Why they upendo who they love!
However, I know...
They upendo because
They seek emotion,
They upendo because
they tafuta a reason to live,
They upendo because
They only know how to love!


So they weep...
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posted by ashesandwine
So... this is the first time I post my poems here (I just found this spot:) But I'll post them and see what wewe think:) This poem was made for a friend of mine here... For her story! Hope wewe all like it:)






I’m Lost in the remains of our love,
Trying to find a way to get out of
This dark place, looking for a light…

I’m travelling through my memories,
Searching in the good moments for a
Clue that this bad moment would come.

But in the sparkling memories I only
Find what I thought was love…
It was heaven with an Angel only
For me, and now it’s hell without a
Way out… I want a sun to guide...
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posted by hungergamesfan
Eldorado

Gaily bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and shadow,
Had journeyed long,
imba a song,
In tafuta for Eldorado.

But he grew old –
This knight so bold –
And o’er his moyo a shadow
Fell, as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado

And, as his strength
Failed at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow –
“Shadow,” alisema he ,
“Where can it be, -
This land of Eldorado?”

“Over the Mountains
Of the moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
Ride , boldly ride,”
The shade replied,
“If wewe seek for Eldorado!”

- Edgar Allan Poe
posted by yamiXyugi
cry, cry, let the tears roll down.
the willows will weep for thee.
kwa the river i see thine frown.
and thine bloodshot eyes see me.

the flowers covered in morning dew.
droop and hang their heads.
the water runs on one au two.
they cry into the riverbed.

i wade across the water cold.
to embrace wewe in my arms.
for be wewe young au be wewe old.
a hug will do no harm.

wewe see me fight the current.
as i try to get across.
i see the helping hand wewe lend.
and i see the tears have lost.

wewe smile and, despite being sodden.
wewe wrap, upangaji pamoja your arms around me.
the darkness inside wewe has finally fallen.
and i know that sad wewe will never be.
posted by ShiningsTar542
Many days since we were apart have passed,
and each one of us lived their lives.
Can't wewe see where wewe are now?
wewe and me where now?..

I am very sorry for us,
that parting shouldn't have happened to us.
But what can I say?
My moyo has expired!

But I can't blame you,
this was the life fault.


Oh darling, even if had passed billion years would never forget who eased my mind such as you!
Come back please!

Who's else wewe can feel the peace of mind with?
I swear my life without wewe isn't a life,
wewe still on my mind.
Come back again!


Wasn't me, weren't you, but the life fault.
posted by Nocturnalchild
* Tick tick tick tick tick*

That sound...where have I heard it before?

* Tick tick tick tick tick*

That sound.....it sounds so fimliar...where have I heard it before?

My moyo stops as I remember......

That the sound of my memories fading into nothing...but vague dreams.

Vague dreams that I do not want to remember....but have to...or everything will stop.

*Tick tick tick tick*

How much time left...until it all disappears?....

* tick....tick...tick...*

Ah, there it goes...the memories I had of you...of them.

They are starting to leave ...to fade.

*Tick.*

Haha, there....it's done.


*Click*

Remember Forever....nothing ever really disappears ....
I will never involve myself
in any-thing that isn't estranged
from me being inside your moyo
and soul that wewe expose only
to me.

As wewe find an impylse to
any-kind of reason that will
imply me being amazed by
what wewe do with your life as
it comes to you.

inside your moyo and
your soul, lies a man
that cannot stand on
his own two feet alone,
as he looks for ways to
escape the terrifying
out-look on the life that
he wants and needs to
leave out now.

But wewe carry the weight
of upendo on your shoulders
as wewe give away your delayed
response to the maswali that
seem to be playing around inside
your mind as of right now.
posted by psychmacgyver
Their body, glistening in the moonlight
Their hooves going
"Clippity clop, clippity clop"
Running faster than the wind
Its mane flowing in the air
Around and around the track it goes
Not stopping
Faster and faster the moyo is pumping
Heaving, breath after breath
One hoof goes over the other
Nostrils flaring
Its green eyes lighting up
The bit squeezes the jaw
The whip thundering down onto the horse
Crossing the finish line
Being rewarded with glory
And back into it's lonely stable it goes
posted by Attirox
Your words trasform me
And kuoga upon me like a water fall
Your touch so calm as the sea
Makes me come alive
Only to be turned off when wewe leave
The thought of wewe helps me to survive
I stare at wewe from affar
Waiting for wewe to notice me
My upendo for wewe slowly burning out like a nyota
And finnaly dying out
With no feelings left at all

Why do I feel this way
Like I want to scream
Like my mouths on mute and I have nothing to say
Do I need wewe to be my cruch
When I'm hurt
Do I rely on wewe depend on wewe and such
And why do I dream of wewe every night
And think of wewe everyday
Even though your out of my eyesight
posted by stickymonkey
upendo is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this siku draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
posted by stickymonkey
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes mduara, duara moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that upendo would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
posted by irena83
I want wewe to know one thing.



You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the moto the impalpable ash au the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.



Well, now, if little kwa little wewe stop loving me I shall stop loving wewe little kwa little.



If suddenly wewe forget me do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.



If wewe think it long and mad, the wind of banners...
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Life
What if Life Happens
Life dose happen
What if i Cant Take it
ill Take it
What if.....,
wewe say ur nothing
i know ur Everything
Cover ur moyo With my Soul
I Hate u
Hatred
Sarrow
pain
Love
You
Forevever
Tonite stay with me
Close ur Eyes And Let the Heavans dream
Tomorrow upendo me say my name
Your Voice like Angels
Everything
u are
Nothin
i am
upendo
We are
Compadable
never leave me
I Never Hurt
Sorrow
Despair
Pain
Anxiaty
Never
you
Never
Me
Come to me i will upendo wewe in a world That has Forgotton
I Rember
I Rember ur Name Frome the first time we met
I Rember
Sadness Tell me You
wewe Cant Tell a Sad Story To moyo Thats Been Torn
wewe Can Tell me cuz my Torn moyo Just Morns
Groken peises Falling Down
We Are
I am
Coming to an End
Hatred
Me
upendo
You
Never Fix me
Never upendo Me
never HURT me
posted by Sasunaru120
There are times
when I feel your presence
at my side

There are times
when I hear wewe say
it will be alright

There are times
when I see
your face in a crowd
and I turn around

There are times
when I miss you
and my moyo begins to ache
and I smile through the pain

But then there are times
when I realize
this is just the way
it has to be
there’s no wewe and me
This poems (not written kwa me) are dedicared to my best Marafiki who I missed very badly.

There are times when
I feel strong
and I know that I
can finally songesha on

There are times when
my mind is at ease
and I can enjoy life
and all it can bring

There are times when
I miss you
and times when I’m okay
it’s getting better everyday

No matter how much time
there is in this life
I’ll think of you
from time to time
and remember wewe with a smile.
posted by irena83
In this night
composed of beads sprinkled
of the memories and remembrance of
the days that sill live in the hearts of sorrow.


In this night
I tafuta for one soul
who can understand my thoughts,
in this night I whisper...


Your name like a blessing,
your hug like a consolation.


In this night,
magic is real,
weakness of the past has been stopped
kwa this moment of fidelity,
this moment belongs to us.


Make my demons go away,
I know,you're the only one,
the only one who can stop the pain.


Beads are sprinkled all over,
this beads of past,
rolling to the floor to my foot
just to remind me,
just to punish me
for the days when my strength
was gone,
when I was gone,
burried kwa the thoughts of darkness and grief.


But this night belongs to magic,
the magic of your presence,
this night will forgive my weakness,
so I shall forgive,
I will pick these beads and I will be free,
fear won't find me,
the night will forgive me.
posted by chattycatty
this ukuta saves me
this ukuta helps me
this ukuta is bad for me

i cant see any light
no sun not a crack
i dont dare to brake it

for all the times ive cried a brick is built to the ukuta
i cant see anyone nothing at all its all pitch black its a dark hole
it threatins the light out of everything im like a rag doll thrown around.
i built the ukuta kwa my self now kwa myself i will tear it down

maybe not today au tomorrow but someday this ukuta will tumble down.
i hope and pray that the ukuta will go away but it grows and grows and grows.
i have built it so high that the pain inside i cannot feel my

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