Best Hon Poems
The dream was of me
I dreamt off me in my dream
It was fearfully dreadful a dream
Long ago was the day of my last dream
Before the dream that came knocking on me
Startled still, as I opened up myself for it
Then comes the dream in a dreamy toga.
They were many of them gathered
Gathered only in one accord accordingly
Like the disciples of Jesus Christ of the then
In front of a room just like the upper room
Some in their usual ape-like suite with a tie
Others in Babariga ;Ankara ; Damask ;Lab coat
Pretending to be engrossed with something
Giggling with a mischievous stern look.
In one accord they all nodded cynically
Mimicking no one but the Agama lizard
It was of me they discussed endlessly
Still refusing to leave the only path
That leads to the other world of light
From the darkness we were plunged into
They scornfully displayed the key before me
It was the key to the other world of light.
Tiredness suddenly zoom off me
As I regain my strength to continue to
Force my way out, off the men who held sway
For several moons only in darkness in a garden
Meant to be of light en-route knowledge.
Alas! My freedom came like a proverbial thief
The king of the jungle only in the dark.
For the misfit mistaken as men in our garden of light
They were swept off the ground, nurtured, captured
And ruptured into the dustbin of history,
As I regain freedom from the shackles of their fiefdom,
I shared the dream of me with other dreamers
That was me in my dream.
Alayande Stephen.T
13th,July,2006 , 9.49pm
I know you said
I can’t go bowling
And you’d rather I didn’t
Go out with my buddies
and have a drink or two…
You want me to wash
And dry the dishes
Cause you’ve got something else I guess,
you’d really rather do
Well dear, I really respect
Your opinion… and love
The many things
You give me to do
I even love
the apron you gave me
And you look waaaay better
Wearing pants
Than I do
So dear, I really respect
Your wisdom and
I’ve got a question
Or two
Have you noticed
The clothes line missing
Lately?
And the concrete blocks
Missing from the front porch too?
Howsabout we might
go for a boat ride tonight…
and Hon?
Does this rag smell
like chloroform to you?
>Today Tuesday, 12 July 2016 a historic event took place, the Prime Minister. Rt Hon Mr D Cameron MP PM said he was standing down without any election of another leader of the Conservative party. And as that party is the ruling party in government that person would automatically become our next Prime Minister.
Well if they can have a new Prime Minister. I can have new poem, can’t I?
And here it is. I did post it on the BBC News page as well.
Thank you Mister Cameron.
Thank you Mister Cameron for what you have done for the country enjoy your semi-retirement, as I gather you are not old enough for an old age pension ! I see you have a successor already.
And I have a poem statement.
We do live in a topsy-turvy land.
And at the top, it's not so grand.
I mean the people voted to get out.
Of the EU there is no doubt.
Now who is at the top. As the PM?
A woman who voted to stay in.
And now I don't know what she will do.
Perhaps she will fight for me and you.
I will watch close as all will do.
And not comment until she do.
Leave that blinking club EU its true.
Sorry if this offends you.
It really was not meant to do.
Is just a poem cannot hurt you.
Not like the laws from the EU that do.
(The mad author)<
REST EASY LATE THIRD PRESIDENT OF KENYA HON.MWAI STANLEY KIBAKI( 2003-2013)
The years i wasn't born you took leadership,
And not like any other leader you led the ship,
And the corrupt and evil you cleared with the wip,
I heard that free education was your tip,
It was last week i wished we had a leader like you,
Have you gone with your qualities dad?
Please before they forget about you give us what you had,
Maybe they are not like you said we should,
Please dad give out some of your qualities before you are gone,
Because without the words of the old men our country will be torn,
Talk through your spirit before its too late,
And sorry we may doing what's hate,
But dad you have been the best father,
The father who is equally to his son and daughter,
Who always makes his family love his laughter,
Glad we will remember your goodness after,
You served integrity and brought unity,
We have grown in urban and rurals as a city,
But we still want you back to make a trinity,
We still weep and whisper in the city,
You made it good untill last week,
You would have beenwith us maybe till late in the week,
Please don't be angry with us for peace we seek,
May we always fight and may our enemies be weak,
Just like the father of every daughter and son,
Everyone thinks that their plans are going against the sun,
Be it day or night memories are hitting us different,
If you get there please tell the Angels we have you send,
My pen and books are shattered,
Just like my mind my eyes are red,
May your soul rest in peace we all say,
Daddy as we remember you every year shine on your way!!
??????REST EASY OUR LEGEND.
Written by Dafina.
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