love. what does it truley mean? being in upendo is simpe, anyone can convence themslves they are in love. being in upendo is when wewe feel something for one person zaidi strongly than wewe feel for another. but upendo is something elsa all together. upendo is when wewe cant convience yourselve wewe upendo someone, but when wewe try to leave something tells wewe no, stop and think. and when wewe do think the reason is blantint. upendo is when wewe think your done, done fighting and done lieing, but than it hits wewe that without all of that wewe wouldnt be the person wewe are, and they wouldnt be the one wewe love. even if it hurts and wewe dont think wewe can songesha on one zaidi siku with them, wewe find yourself woundering what wewe would do with out them, wewe try to image what it would be like. wewe know your in upendo when wewe see nothing, because without them wewe are nothing. they are the one other person in the world who knows how to upendo and how to hate just the way wewe do. they are the person that if wewe were in a crowd of people wewe woul be able to find them, becasue wewe just have that stroge of a connection. upendo is when wewe can hate them and still find yourself woundering about them, caring about them, and wanting them back. upendo is when the one wewe upendo has the power to make wewe stop dead in a rage of anger and make wewe think rushanal thoughts. so in the end anyone can BE in love, but in the long run upendo is something all together. wewe dont choose it, it chooses you. it takes hold of wewe and doesnt let go. it helps your moyo for a while, until it learns how to upendo on its own.
wewe sit there and call me names
But wewe never try to get to know me.
wewe make fun of me 'cause I'm different.
I have white skin,
Dirty blond hair,
Plain brown eyes,
And a slight southern drawl.
But that don't mean
That I don't have feelings
I hurt just like wewe do
And even bleed.
So, why all the mean names?
Why do wewe treat me
Like something so wrongly different?
Why can't I be one of you?
I never treated wewe wrong,
So why do wewe hurt me this way?
Did i insult wewe in some way?
Say the wrong thing.
'Cause wewe treat me as unwanted
But I know I'm not.
So, why do wewe treat me like your enemy?
I did nothing to hurt you.
So why?
Why do wewe do it?
But wewe never try to get to know me.
wewe make fun of me 'cause I'm different.
I have white skin,
Dirty blond hair,
Plain brown eyes,
And a slight southern drawl.
But that don't mean
That I don't have feelings
I hurt just like wewe do
And even bleed.
So, why all the mean names?
Why do wewe treat me
Like something so wrongly different?
Why can't I be one of you?
I never treated wewe wrong,
So why do wewe hurt me this way?
Did i insult wewe in some way?
Say the wrong thing.
'Cause wewe treat me as unwanted
But I know I'm not.
So, why do wewe treat me like your enemy?
I did nothing to hurt you.
So why?
Why do wewe do it?
He leads me
in the paths that are right
wewe are my friend
I have courage,
for your help is there
wewe are close beside me with comfort,
wewe are guiding my way
wewe make me welcome,
Pouring down honor
This joy fills me with gladness
Your goodness always is with me
Your loving kindness strengthens me always
as I go through life.
They are pouring down honor
For your achievements
It fills me with pride
At your success
wewe are zaidi than deserving
Of such attention
I am so happy for wewe
And am proud to know wewe and call wewe friend.
in the paths that are right
wewe are my friend
I have courage,
for your help is there
wewe are close beside me with comfort,
wewe are guiding my way
wewe make me welcome,
Pouring down honor
This joy fills me with gladness
Your goodness always is with me
Your loving kindness strengthens me always
as I go through life.
They are pouring down honor
For your achievements
It fills me with pride
At your success
wewe are zaidi than deserving
Of such attention
I am so happy for wewe
And am proud to know wewe and call wewe friend.
How men first learnt to invent words is unknown;in other words,the origin of language is a mystery.All we really know is that men,unlike animals,somehow invented certain sounds to express thoughts and feelings,actions and things so that they could communicate with each other;and that later they agreed to certain signs,called letters,which could be combined to represent those sounds,and which could be written down.These sounds,if spoken au written in letters,are called words.
Great writers are those who not only have great thoughts but also express these thoughts in words that appeal powerfully to our minds and emotions.This charming and telling use of words is what we call literary prose.Above all,the real poet is a master of words.He can convey his meaning in words which sing like music,and which kwa their position and association can break men to tears.We should,therefore,learn to choose our words carefully,or they will make our speech silly and vulgar.
Great writers are those who not only have great thoughts but also express these thoughts in words that appeal powerfully to our minds and emotions.This charming and telling use of words is what we call literary prose.Above all,the real poet is a master of words.He can convey his meaning in words which sing like music,and which kwa their position and association can break men to tears.We should,therefore,learn to choose our words carefully,or they will make our speech silly and vulgar.