In living with a fear of chance...
The chance of fears the only reason
you're awake.
We decrease in size
when burdened with your mind,
but wewe know escape is to run...

In a constant commotion -
When I speak it's revulsion
maybe you'll disappear...

Recall the past when
wewe were strong.
Those distant days,
it seems,are now forever gone.
You'll increase desire
to wander and retire,
but wewe know escape is to run.

In a constant commotion -
When I speak it's revulsion
maybe you'll disappear


♥ Paradise lost- Disappear ♥
Beautiful song

Lost
ALONE
INSUCURE
BLOOD DRIPPING DOWN MY FACE
BRUISES STINGING MY TRANSLUCENT BODY
DEATH CALLING ME
upendo DETACHING FROM ME
MY moyo BEING RIPPED FROM MY BODY
MY MUCSLES HURTING
A SICK FEELING IN MY STOMACH
IN THE FETAL POSISTION
TEARS ESCAPING MY EYES
MUSCLES TENSE
BARE FOOTED
SCABS BREAKING
ROOTS STABBING MY BODY
GLASS BROKEN
A PICTURE ON THE FLOOR
REMINDING ME OF MEMORYS
OF A FOREST
OF OUR OLD LIFE
WHEN wewe LOVED ME
GRABBING A kisu
DRAWING BLOOD
FROM MY FACE
MY LIFE FLASHING BEFORE ME
THE PAIN OF EVERY SAD MOMENT
MADE ME MAKE MY DISSISION
I DREW THE kisu TO MY NECK
SLIT MY FLOAT
AND WATCHED THE BLOOD POOL AROUND ME
LIFE DRAWING OUT OF MY EYES
MY SOUL
RISING FROM MY BODY
GOD EMBRACING ME
THE LOOK IN YOUR EYES
WHEN wewe FOUND ME
I WAS Lost

Ok i have no clue why i am uandishi this but I kinda upendo it so enjoy:)

















Hide from all
My sweet remembrance
To wewe I kubeba my soul

Hide from all
my sweet remembrance
to wewe I sing this song

Hide low
hide high
hide far
hide low
the fear is rising
now go

Hide from all
my sweet remembrance
to wewe I can't be lost

Hide from all
my sweet remembrance
To wewe I can Love

Hide from fear
Hide from Sorrow
Hide from pain
Hide Shame
The climax is coming
Your Fame

Hide from all
my sweet remembrance

an old Poem I wrote its twilight though!










Her eyes just sparkled
inaonyesha his reflection
inaonyesha his angelic face
her eyes just sparkled
as he drew closer
as his mouth kissed her
her eyes just sparkled
knowing the truth
knowing that their upendo is eternal
knowing she chose the right one
her eyes sparkled
making time stand still
making blood lust stop
her eyes just saw him
She just wanted him
he kissed her again
forgetting his blood lust
his fight
Just kissing her
and playing with her long blond hair
her perfect beutiful curls
Her eyes just sparkled
longing for him
he picked her up
running far
running into the distance
running fast
trees going kwa as a blur
as she held him
she loved him
he was hers
and he knew she was his Angel
and forever she would be
she saved him
he forever loved her for that
she was perfect
she was his
so he ran on
sheltering her
from harm

This scene of light and color has amazed me, yes. The structure, beat, and rythmn all flow perfect, yes. But, the one thing wrong is that wewe are not here. Not here to see it's beauty with me.
I stand alone in the color while my thoughts bleed from my mind. Oh how I wish that wewe would come save me. Save me from this beauty. It continues these lights, they flash and dart across my face. Mocking me, and teasing of their freedom. The freedom they have to songesha and dance.
It is all that I do not have. That, and you. wewe used to make the lights of my life dance and songesha and make the most beautiful array. Yet now all they do, these beautiful lights and colors, is bring me pain. I knew wewe weren't coming, I know wewe wont come. I know, and I knew, that wewe never did. I've tried to forget you, Ive tried to songesha on. But, no, these lights and colors continue their eternal dance of mockery and mercilessness.

In the tremors of despair
wewe see your life's fading away.
Now it seems like you've always known
that life wewe have will always be the path of thorns,
You've seen it, oh, wewe have seen it long ago
In the depths of your eyes.


Dark has never been so silent,
While the steps of death are too loud,
So dreadful for the hope that muda wake unaisha slowly.
These moments of sorrow extinguished you,
Harrowing your mind, only the dark were there,
Misery and lonely death were calling your name.


Why is death so painful for others,
Yours has always been present,
In your thoughts, In your absence,
In this sadnees, in despair.

The siku is Ending
The sun is Setting
All is over
But i am sad

My moyo is still grey
My Marafiki are mad at me
And i am still sad

I go to sleep
But i can not stop thinking of what i have done
Will my Marafiki ever Forgive me
And i am still Sad

I Have hurt a friend and Choked another
What have i done
And i am still sad

Why have i done this why
I have been tricked
Betrayed even
kwa the Evil one
I must get him
Pay him for what he has done to me

When i have done so my Marafiki will be happy
And so will i

In each street
In each lane
People who are rich
And people live in din.

And who lives in a lane
Wants to live in a garden
Suddenly much money they gain
And wewe ask "How?" they say "A Win".


Our story
wewe and me
People story
People stories
Are demeaned
And others keep on revilin'
This is our story.


And who's rich
Money goes away
Situations become decay
Life turns into misery

Thinks this was a dream
No, it's a nightmare
And asks "how come?"


Our story
wewe and me
People story
People stories
Are demeaned
And others keep on revilin'
This is how our stories are.

I hear these crazy stories of people always hurting Not knowing what to do i stupidly ask "What can i do" They reply with "Idk" I say "Can i take your pain away cause thats all i know how to do" They say "Thats impossible that cannot be true" I say "I dont believe in impossible so the real swali is how cant it be true" They say "I wouldnt be able to live with myself if it wasnt for u so stop dreaming i cant let u thru i cant let u hurt the way i do" I say "Id smile thru the pain knowing it was for u and i cry cause u hurt now. The pain may be bad but it doesnt hurt as bad as seeing u beat so bad. I know it sounds crazy but all i dream about is caring for people so tell me to stop dreaming and my light will stop beaming. so can I" "Can u what" "Can i take your Pain Away?"
By: Alysia Batallas<3

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.

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

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.