~ 2 of my inayopendelewa upendo poems ~
WHEN wewe ARE OLD
kwa William Butler Yeats
When wewe are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding kwa the fire, take down this book
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with upendo false au true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars murmur, a little sadly, how upendo fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead and hid his face among a crowd of stars.
LOVESONG kwa Ted Hughes
He loved her and she loved him. / His kisses sucked out her whole past and future au tried to
He had no other appetite / She bit him she gnawed him she sucked
She wanted him complete inside her / salama and sure forever and ever
Their little cries fluttered into the curtains
Her eyes wanted nothing to get away / Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his elbows
He gripped her hard so that life / Should not drag her from that moment
He wanted all future to cease / He wanted to topple with his arms round her
Off that moment's brink and into nothing / au everlasting au whatever there was
Her embrace was an immense press / To print him into her bones
His smiles were the garrets of a fairy palace / Where the real world would never come
Her smiles were buibui bites / So he would lie still till she felt hungry
His words were occupying armies / Her laughs were an assassin's attempts
His looks were bullets daggers of revenge / His glances were ghosts in the corner with horrible secrets
His whispers were whips and jackboots / Her kisses were lawyers steadily writing
His caresses were the last hooks of a castaway / Her love-tricks were the grinding of locks
And their deep cries crawled over the floors / Like an animal dragging a great trap
His promises were the surgeon's gag / Her promises took the juu off his skull
She would get a brooch made of it / His vows pulled out all her sinews
He showed her how to make a love-knot / Her vows put his eyes in formalin
At the back of her secret drawer / Their screams stuck in the wall
Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves / Of a lopped melon, but upendo is hard to stop
In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs / In their dreams their brains took each other hostage
In the morning they wore each other's face.
WHEN wewe ARE OLD
kwa William Butler Yeats
When wewe are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding kwa the fire, take down this book
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with upendo false au true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars murmur, a little sadly, how upendo fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead and hid his face among a crowd of stars.
LOVESONG kwa Ted Hughes
He loved her and she loved him. / His kisses sucked out her whole past and future au tried to
He had no other appetite / She bit him she gnawed him she sucked
She wanted him complete inside her / salama and sure forever and ever
Their little cries fluttered into the curtains
Her eyes wanted nothing to get away / Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his elbows
He gripped her hard so that life / Should not drag her from that moment
He wanted all future to cease / He wanted to topple with his arms round her
Off that moment's brink and into nothing / au everlasting au whatever there was
Her embrace was an immense press / To print him into her bones
His smiles were the garrets of a fairy palace / Where the real world would never come
Her smiles were buibui bites / So he would lie still till she felt hungry
His words were occupying armies / Her laughs were an assassin's attempts
His looks were bullets daggers of revenge / His glances were ghosts in the corner with horrible secrets
His whispers were whips and jackboots / Her kisses were lawyers steadily writing
His caresses were the last hooks of a castaway / Her love-tricks were the grinding of locks
And their deep cries crawled over the floors / Like an animal dragging a great trap
His promises were the surgeon's gag / Her promises took the juu off his skull
She would get a brooch made of it / His vows pulled out all her sinews
He showed her how to make a love-knot / Her vows put his eyes in formalin
At the back of her secret drawer / Their screams stuck in the wall
Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves / Of a lopped melon, but upendo is hard to stop
In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs / In their dreams their brains took each other hostage
In the morning they wore each other's face.
Across the spreading darkness cold,
the plains charred and black,
the sun will shine and the moon will glow...
Though I'm never coming back.
The air is thick, filled with beating wings;
the mountains loom and laugh.
The valley below no longer sings
of harvest's seasons past.
Echoing in the air are screams,
desperate and harrowing and raw.
And though it was I who caused all this,
I can only stand in awe.
Not once did I think that she would break,
that she could fall, that she could crack.
It's because of this war, it's because of us,
that I won't be coming back.
I kneel beside her body still,
I kiss her frozen cheek.
Her neck is bent and burnt with ropes,
the approaching dawn is bleak.
But the future yields for naught,
and the night goes on and on.
I stand, I turn, I walk away.
kwa morning, I will be gone.
the plains charred and black,
the sun will shine and the moon will glow...
Though I'm never coming back.
The air is thick, filled with beating wings;
the mountains loom and laugh.
The valley below no longer sings
of harvest's seasons past.
Echoing in the air are screams,
desperate and harrowing and raw.
And though it was I who caused all this,
I can only stand in awe.
Not once did I think that she would break,
that she could fall, that she could crack.
It's because of this war, it's because of us,
that I won't be coming back.
I kneel beside her body still,
I kiss her frozen cheek.
Her neck is bent and burnt with ropes,
the approaching dawn is bleak.
But the future yields for naught,
and the night goes on and on.
I stand, I turn, I walk away.
kwa morning, I will be gone.
This is a little poem I wrote. I wrote it from my heart, mind, body, and soul. I hope wewe like it. maoni if wewe can. :)
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I’m supposed to be happy.
I’m supposed to smile.
I’m supposed to laugh.
Yet, I can’t.
I can’t forget that he’s not here.
I can’t forget that he never was.
I can’t forget that he didn’t care.
wewe were supposed to be a father to me.
wewe were supposed to upendo me.
wewe were supposed to care.
Yet, wewe didn’t.
Forgive me if I don’t understand.
I thought father’s were supposed to upendo their little girls.
I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.
I thought that I would have a father that loved me.
But, I don’t.
He doesn’t care.
He never will.
I’ve learned to forget him.
He’s no father to me.
He never was.
I’m happy now.
I can laugh and smile.
Even without you.
Dad.
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I’m supposed to be happy.
I’m supposed to smile.
I’m supposed to laugh.
Yet, I can’t.
I can’t forget that he’s not here.
I can’t forget that he never was.
I can’t forget that he didn’t care.
wewe were supposed to be a father to me.
wewe were supposed to upendo me.
wewe were supposed to care.
Yet, wewe didn’t.
Forgive me if I don’t understand.
I thought father’s were supposed to upendo their little girls.
I thought they were supposed to be the dad that beat up their boyfriends.
I thought that I would have a father that loved me.
But, I don’t.
He doesn’t care.
He never will.
I’ve learned to forget him.
He’s no father to me.
He never was.
I’m happy now.
I can laugh and smile.
Even without you.
Dad.
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night --
Ten to make and the match to win --
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An saa to play and the last man in.
And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,
au the selfish hope of a season's fame,
But his Captain's hand on his shoulder smote
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
The sand of the desert is sodden red, --
Red with the wreck of a square that broke; --
The Gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of schoolboy rallies the ranks,
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
This is the word that mwaka kwa year
While in her place the School is set
Every one of her sons must hear,
And none that hears it dare forget.
This they all with a joyful mind
kubeba through life like a torch in flame,
And falling fling to the host behind --
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
Ten to make and the match to win --
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An saa to play and the last man in.
And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat,
au the selfish hope of a season's fame,
But his Captain's hand on his shoulder smote
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
The sand of the desert is sodden red, --
Red with the wreck of a square that broke; --
The Gatling's jammed and the colonel dead,
And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.
The river of death has brimmed his banks,
And England's far, and Honour a name,
But the voice of schoolboy rallies the ranks,
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
This is the word that mwaka kwa year
While in her place the School is set
Every one of her sons must hear,
And none that hears it dare forget.
This they all with a joyful mind
kubeba through life like a torch in flame,
And falling fling to the host behind --
"Play up! play up! and play the game!"
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would wewe do?
Would wewe cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
au go into silence until the very end...
Would wewe upendo the ones wewe hate the most au be the person wewe hide?
Would wewe pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?
Would wewe try and keep the sun from setting as your last siku ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else wewe say as wewe close your eyes.
When wewe stare into my eyes
What do wewe see?
I know I see a scared girl,
Who wants to break out of her shell
and onyesha the world who she really is.
She feels abandoned and alone
even with Marafiki and family around her.
She has been used and she was choking on the promise she would never fall again.
She's the girl people see
Laughing and smiling on the outside
is actually Crying and Hurting inside.
People misunderstands her,
They judge and tease but she puts up a shield.
She is sweet and sensitive but they don't care
They're cruel as the world we live in.
Do wewe see that in my eyes?
Do wewe see me?
It's amazing what wewe can hide
Just kwa putting on a smile.
What do wewe see?
I know I see a scared girl,
Who wants to break out of her shell
and onyesha the world who she really is.
She feels abandoned and alone
even with Marafiki and family around her.
She has been used and she was choking on the promise she would never fall again.
She's the girl people see
Laughing and smiling on the outside
is actually Crying and Hurting inside.
People misunderstands her,
They judge and tease but she puts up a shield.
She is sweet and sensitive but they don't care
They're cruel as the world we live in.
Do wewe see that in my eyes?
Do wewe see me?
It's amazing what wewe can hide
Just kwa putting on a smile.
All My Fault
kwa Cody Herman
moto courses through my body
Rage I never knew existed
I stumble around dizzily
I know I shouldn't have insisted
We were laughing together
The siku started out great
We could have lasted forever
au maybe it was just fate
Deep inside my heart
I know that I was wrong
We shouldn't have part
Just when we got along
So where does the blame go?
Is it to me au to you?
How could I have stooped so low?
When was it I withdrew?
The blame is on me
The troubles are mine
To the air I plea
I knew it wasn't time
It could have worked out
We would have been fine
It would have been without
All because of the upendo line
kwa Cody Herman
moto courses through my body
Rage I never knew existed
I stumble around dizzily
I know I shouldn't have insisted
We were laughing together
The siku started out great
We could have lasted forever
au maybe it was just fate
Deep inside my heart
I know that I was wrong
We shouldn't have part
Just when we got along
So where does the blame go?
Is it to me au to you?
How could I have stooped so low?
When was it I withdrew?
The blame is on me
The troubles are mine
To the air I plea
I knew it wasn't time
It could have worked out
We would have been fine
It would have been without
All because of the upendo line