Mombasa Poems - Poems about Mombasa

...I was born in a landlocked getaway town Where all the colors were black, gray, or brown. Jobs at the steel mill were ratcheting down. It was not in my future to stay. So, I took a long walk off......Read the rest...

...I’ve heard tell of some suicide cult in Kenya; Poor folk pledged to starve themselves to death For God’s glory, and so malevolent surgeons Can harvest their organs for profit in trade. Well, ......Read the rest...

...I was born and raised in this beautiful town Where the smiles are warm from morning And even warmer in the evening Cause we live like one big family I know the streets by heart Waking up to t......Read the rest...

...My taste buds can't seem to shake Off the sweet tastes of the towns food It takes me back to the holy month of Ramadhan When they'll be various vendors selling food I loved how people would bu......Read the rest...

...The town painted in white and blue Beneath the blue skies that watch on At its beauty for its white beaches And marvelous scenery by the water If I'd pick a destination for the holiday, Defi......Read the rest...

...When ‘He’ decides to destroy one and all I’ll spend my last day in this old snooker hall My cue in one hand and a beer in the other I’ll play my last game with my dad and my brother ......Read the rest...

...When I look at the Nile or Niger My heart overflows with joy for such a wonder As currents daringly flow on each iconic river Every fountain has wealth embedded in its waters Each mountain, sea......Read the rest...

...In Kenya, they are called value-added taxes, “yani VAT”. They change and increase every year And are placed on everything under the sun. The prices increase daily, But they say it would lead to ......Read the rest...

...Let us go, hahaa! Let us resist, hahaa! Let them go, hahaa! They must quilt, hahaa! In the streets of Kisumu, uuwii! In the corridors of the Capital,uuwii! In Bungoma and Kisii, Uuwii! Momba......Read the rest...

...Identity Apples iam a fat skeleton, resurrecting from the sad memories of dada and dark mysteries of aminism iam buganda i bleed hope i drip the honey of fortune makerere, think tank o......Read the rest...

...Recognize that the world is a beautiful place to live in Recognize how your decisions affect people within Search in their eyes the same fear that you have too For we are all one kind the differen......Read the rest...

...The Moon Also Rises The Midwatch Harry Mayer The X.O.’s in the shower and the Captain’s in his bed. The Chiefs’ are playin’ poker as we’re steamin’ to the Med. “I’ll take that bet and ......Read the rest...

...A belt of blue cheese at the feet Makes the mountain beyond Bachuma gate Glow in that mysterious hues that all distant Mountains carry upon their crooked humps A wall behind which the Mombasa ......Read the rest...

...Beautiful white sands welcome my feet into the ocean, with their soft, wet, coarse sensation. The ocean is warm and cool at the same time. It tempts me to stay longer without uttering a word. Its......Read the rest...

...MOMBASA Full moon uneasiness Veranda dining, seven course style, One day after my thirty sixth birthday, I dine alone, in a poem. Waiting for the Moon to pass to wane and contemplate for Zan......Read the rest...