My Loudest Feelings
It pricks my pores
Makes me red like glowing charcoal.
My tear glands could not stop reminding me of its nature.
That feeling I thought as much
Love hit my heart
Its prints left stitches.
I could not bear it
Each time my heart beat of jealousy.
The only cold I felt
Where the breeze of my breath.
Like an African woman pounding vegetable in the middle of the night.
So were the lobes of my brain jamming each other.
I never wonna feel as such again.
When my feelings are smashed.
My care snubbed
My love overlooked
No, not again!
Let my heart rest.
When my thoughts took me to space.
When anger battled with my soul.
When addiction became part of me.
No, not again!
Let my mind rest.
EDUCATION MY OPTION
That i can add one plus one thanks to education
its a hammer that makes me build a good reputation
its the backbone and the pillar of our great nation
i treasure it like oxygen, that, i have to mention.
Mama and papa please take me ton school
marriage is not for me in really need that knowledge
its the key to the door leading to a good life
it may be a muddy pool but in it i wonna dive.
you say its roots are bitter but for sure the fruits are sweet
like dice pineapples the sweetness just drip
then flows like a river carrying along a bright future
converting me from a simple to a perfect creature.
we all live ones but education never ends
just like technology it always trends
its not like fashion it always stands
thats why i crave to have it even if a shred.
Apart from safaricom, education is the better option
in my heart it owns the largest portion
give me a pen and a paper and i will start a motion
walking through my course in education, all the way to my promised nation
MISS Kenya
she is one in a billion coz a million is not on her level
no word can describe her coz she puts me above the see level
i even don't know what to call her coz beautiful is her first name
in beauty she got no competation she is a couch in the game.
she don't make headlines she is the headline
when she moves she makes everything stop like she is a deadline
she is sweet when I got no stew with her wonna dine
coz every thing she got is so divine.
By the show of hands, how many wonna attend my funeral
not that am joking but doctors have proved am suffering from success
they said its a strange disease coz its only symptom are blessings in excess
its not communicable nor viral its acquired spiritually.
I don't rock Versace but my worn out t-shirts reveals my healthy body
sometimes I walk naked but am blessed coz I always afford to wear a smile
my name don't appear on the phobes list but God is the author of my story
I don't dine with kings I dine with the king of kings am sorry
Three are the number of times she has made me cry
three are the only words that can describe how i feel about her
three are her names that i wonna mention before i sleep
three are here walking styles that make my stomach have butterflies three are the thing she is always giving me[joy, joy and joy]
But millions are the number of times i wonna die to get her love
Poor Paul poor Paul
Shot went through
Don't bawl
Someone call the po po
Cody said he won't hold a gun
No mo no
Paul said help me through the door
Cody said aight bro
Paul's sweet innocence
He said why'd it happen like dis
Don't end it poor Paul, Poor Paul
We call u Pauly D
Why u wonna hurt me
Shot in the arm
Through the leg
Hope they don't turn to a peg
Poor Paul, poor Paul
-humorous poem for a friend who got shot by accident (he's okay though)
THE BRIDGE.
It wasn’t the comfy ride
Trying to cross over the bridge
Didn’t know the road would get that rough
It tore apart the wheels
But determined was I to finish the ride
That’s why my folks took me to school
To see me cross over the bridge
It was not a bed of roses
The cold mornings pricked harder in
But determined I was to get the degree
They saved my life and took me to the clinic
To see me cross over the bridge of life
The ceiling was too familiar and so the injections
The doctors and nurses made one happy family
but determined saw I to have my life back.
Its not a jet ride
Cast aside your pride if you wonna cross the bridge
When you see them in their big cars
They worked for it, they never gave up
Because they were determined, you too be
I love hearing your voice
When we’re on the phone…
I tear up when you say
Daddy, where did you go…?
Cause of my job
It takes me away from home…
And every time that I’m gone
I feel jus all alone…
I got movies of you
Jus to see you smile…
And I gotta to say baby
You’re my wonderful child…
When you smile
Nothing can hold me down…
When you frown
I will turn the world upside down…
I hold you in my arms
When you sleep at night…
In the morning you come to my room and say
Daddy, pick me up and hold me tight…
I will give you all the things…
That I know you like…
And I love seeing your face
When you ride your bike…
I sing to you
When you go to sleep…
And if I don’t have you
Then I’m incomplete…
Without you
My world isn’t sunny…
And without you
Things jus isn’t funny…
I wonna feel your hugs
Each and every day…
Wake up in the morning
And see your pretty face…
Open your door
And watch you while you play…
Sit right next to you
And hear what you gotta say…
I will always be here for you, and there for you
And teach you everything…
I jus want you to know
I will do anything for you
And with all of my heart
I’ll always love you…
I hear a voice
Deep inside my head
It's telling me something
The voice gets louder
With each word it says
It keeps on telling me
That your dead
I wonna believe it
I wonna think it's true
But it's kinda hard
When i keep seeing you
Things get lower
Things get quieter
Your image fades
Oh it fades away
Oh my gosh
I think it's true
The death man's come
And he gonna kill me
That voice wasn't lieing
When it said i was dead
Oops thier it goes
The picture inside my head
I hate you, thats a lie. I wonna
be with you, another lie.
Hopeing that im going to be
here, its
just to many lies. You keep
telling me how you feel, but
how you feel is a lie. Hurt is
what i feel
when i see you, when i here
your voice its like a nail driving
into my heart but im thinking
that every thing is going to be
okay when i know deep down
inside that im telling myself a
lie.......I cant take all the lies
anymore im feed up its just to
many lies to bare!
THOU WONNA TARRY WITH THIS, IS THIS VAPID?
I THOU AMAZE AS WHO CAN BEAUTIFY THE MEAN DAYS.
CHILLY WINTER DAYS ARE TO ITS ALMOST ULTIMATUM.
SPRING IS ON AND IS TRULY SHALL RADIANTING.
EVEN IN NOT LIBERTY AMAZING QUEEN DOTH
RADIANTING, AS GOLD THE MOST EXPENSIVE METAL DOTH.
I SEE LIGHT WHITE BULBS ON THE HALF-NAKED TREES,
AND THIS ENCHANTING SEASON THE EASTER RED
TULIPS WERE POPULAR SWATHED IN CREME PAPER
TIED WITH A KNOT. WHAT A YET FEMININE AND
BOTH ATTRACTIVE AND SOME TIME
LASTING VESSEL SURE REMINDS ME OF
AMSTERDAM, THE QUEEN OF FLOWERS, DUTCHLAND.
O SURE, FLOWERS ALWAYS ARE MY THINGISMS!
What cost of your life. -Dime?
Take little more time. -Find..
You give and recieve. -True.
You proud yourself? -Prove.
God offers you life. -Why?
Dont wonna get answer? -Die.
You sure, you did best?
You sure, you need "rest"?
How much you recieved? -Check.
Did you pay All your debts back?
You wont to get answer? -Stay..
He leads you on your way..
Your mind is full of thoughts
God gave us a mouth so we can talk
So we can speak our mind to let people know what we think and how we feel
Why sit still
When life is filled with joy
Men,women,girls,and boys
God place us on this earth for a purpose
Do you know your purpose
See dreams are sometimes made to become true
That's if you allow them to
Eventhough no one believes in you
There's always someone who do
See God gave us all a talent to use
And not to abuse
He gave us all families and friends that would always be there for you
If you wonna be somebody
then what are you waiting for
Get off your butt and walk out that door
And claim what's yours