Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Friday, 16 February 2018

WHY WOULD YOU CARE?

And the rising sun brings forth uncertainties
A cold shiver runs through your spine
You loved a man that you barely knew
Now, you are almost sure he’s on his way
To lands yonder, having stolen your happiness

Nights find you sipping your favorite wine
Hurt and confused by all that’s happening
Scared too of thinking about the future
Drunk, you ask yourself, why would you care?
Yes, why would give a shit?

You are out of your mind, and you like it that way
You swear you’ll do whatever it takes
To get back even with him, whatever it takes
And when everything’s been done and dusted
He’ll live with regret for the rest of his life
But for now why would you care

When every has been broken and to trust
You must begin from scratch cautious like scientist
Yes, you are a scientist trying to experiment again
After a failed attempt, grave as leaving you broken hearted

But then you won’t care about anything anymore 

Sunday, 21 January 2018

THE END OF A MAN

A man steady demise begins
From perceptions he holds within
About his inadequacies

A man is half dead
When he thinks there’s someone better
Far much than the deserves good things

A man is dead, he who fears
Because he can’t bring himself to action
For his mind conceives destruction

A man ends begins when he craves
Solitude, away from a woman’s love
For solitude is self-euthanisation

A man’s thoughts make him
Good or bad, it will manifest
In what he attracts not what he desires

Be mean to thy self
And the world will reciprocate

Give, and the world will too

A POLITICIAN’S MIND

The electorate is one mass of ignoramus
So very clueless about the taxes they pay
So I’ll promise them that I and I alone
Can bring them development never seen
I swear they don’t even know they pay taxes
And that development isn’t to be promised
But a mandate of leaders

Last time I promised them roads
Tarmaced to a baby’s skin smoothness
None of roads were constructed the past four years
This year, I’ll bring out bulldozers
And ask them to elect me, so that I can complete projects
The ones I started, but I truth, I am not done
Visiting the world with their money
I haven’t been to Bahamas yet, that’s the incomplete project

We will be doomed if we walk the talk
The hospitals will be well stocked with drugs
And facilities, the doctors well paid
The roads will be well tarmaced, passable through the year
I mean if we do all these, where will we steal?
What will we promise them every five years?
We don’t need to the moon, do we?

WHY WOULD YOU CARE?

And the rising sun brings forth uncertainties
A cold shiver runs through your spine
You loved a man that you barely knew
Now, you are almost sure he’s on his way
To lands yonder, having stolen your happiness

Nights find you sipping your favorite wine
Hurt and confused by all that’s happening
Scared too of thinking about the future
Drunk, you ask yourself, why would you care?
Yes, why would give a shit?

You are out of your mind, and you like it that way
You swear you’ll do whatever it takes
To get back even with him, whatever it takes
And when everything’s been done and dusted
He’ll live with regret for the rest of his life
But for now why would you care

When every has been broken and to trust
You must begin from scratch cautious like scientist
Yes, you are a scientist trying to experiment again
After a failed attempt, grave as leaving you broken hearted

But then you won’t care about anything anymore 

Wednesday, 20 December 2017

What more could I ask for?

That smile-your smile- appears to me
Like a well sculpted piece of art
It appears to me
Like God use its specifications
To create the sun
And in His generosity spoke
“Go ye and light his dull world”
And it was so
For you are shining in it, and owning it
What more could I ask for?

That love-your love- appears to me
In the silent throbs of my heart
It appears to me like a gold mine
A whole world of treasure
Treasure that mere mortals seek
And yet to find, a vanity
But you are here…with me… for me
You are my whole world, and you are shining it?

What more could I ask for? 

Saturday, 18 November 2017

THE WANDERING WOMAN

Woman, a wanderer on earth seeking pleasure,
Almost often where there’s none,
May you be condemned to an eternity of solitude….
May your joy be stolen by little things
My your river quench many thirst

Except your own

Smile, and be alive with me

Sit with me on this wasting log
That fell with the drizzle last night
And listen to the thud on my chest
Trying too hard to resist your charms
Smile here, and be alive with me

Forget the fancy restaurants that city girls adore
It’s more fake than their brilliant Brazil hair
forget about the badly brewed brewed coffee
they cost an arm, yet cannot rival mursik
munch on this roasted maize
and be alive with me

stretch out your long lanky legs, stretch my imaginations
smile, reveal those pearly teeth for my dreams
ask me stupid questions, I will not write about them
talk to me about your childhood,
tell me anything, but do not tell me about your former boyfriend
appease my throbbing heart with your eternal bliss

be alive with me 

Wednesday, 30 August 2017

ANOTHER EMPTIER PART

A part of you feels hollow
End to end nothing but a void
Debauchery creeps in
It often finds solace within

You don’t look anyone in the eye
They’d peer into your soul’s lie
And how hard you acting your own life
How long you’ve since ceased living

Another empty part of your grows
As if by magic, ensures you’re bereft
With it you swim to newer lows
And you-you don’t even know when to begin

Not caring 

Friday, 7 July 2017

RENTED DELUSIONS

Truths are rented delusions
Passed through gleaming eyes
A simple pledge to stupidly be awed
Disguised a cushion, of human frailties

The pursuit of uninsured dreams
Knowing without acknowledging
The ‘ass’ hidden in the word assurance
“You can fly,” the heart hears her say

And the mind seeks illusory thrills
Conjures up heavens and eternities
A thousand lives in a world
 Lit only by a mere smile, a heart beat

In perfect order in its own chaotic nature
The heart heeds the beckon of eternity
Without asking, ‘where is Methuselah?’
Wasn’t he ever once in love?


THE COMPLEX CASE OF ‘WHAT IF’

What if the world isn’t round as its purported?
What is darkness is a fallacy?
The sun remains in its place, it never sets

What if knowledge is a mere suggestion?
A nuance of man maddened by identity
What if all people who know are indeed fools?

What if death is a transition of lives?
From one world to another
What if the next, excepting biblical,
 Was way better than before

What if the first man didn’t bother with another’s head?
About its ability to grasp bogus ‘organised knowledge’
Would we have exams?

What if man learned how to manage his greed?
Would it be the ultimate form of knowledge, the zenith?
No one, nothing, would live a deprived life

What if man thought more about his next door neighbor?
More than how much money he’s about to make
Wouldn’t the world be a better place?


Monday, 26 June 2017

WITHOUT THAT SMILE














The laugh, originating from deep within-unfeigned,
Had become a soundtrack to the movie Loneliness,
Caressed me in the was way moon does to earth at night
And you filled every part of me with undefined longing
The kind of longing that stretches time, each tick tock
Succeeding each other with distinct clarity
That every moment without you, without that laugh
Without that smile, without you close to me
Would be- without doubt-one long spell of a time

THE NIGHTS ARE NO LONGER LONELY


The nights are no longer lonely, neither are the days
It has become bearable, the thought of you
With another man
Doing the same things we used to do
And telling you the same lies you didn’t decipher
The same lies that had you running to my arms every other night
Now, I am learning how to miss you

But it is just as hard as quantum physics 

Thursday, 8 June 2017

THE MUSE OF A LONER

He cuts a figure, sad to say
Of a man whose life was stolen
-he has no life, he never seemed to-
But he breathes blunt optimism
That surprisingly doesn’t choke

Day in day out he mulls over
And turns in a bed he doesn’t own
To mull once again over things
Beautiful- but he is mortally afraid
To rise up and reach for them

He thinks of a woman he wants to love
A woman who has captured his mind
And yet not the soul and heart
He thinks about her everyday like a job
Should she accept him, what would she eat?

In his mind empty worlds exist
And creatures beg to be brought to life
By the crying pen, he looks in askance
For the creature might be too big
To roam in such a small world as his


DEUCES: BACK INTO

The cream painted wall looked alluring
For into it I stared into my future, or rather hacked
Into what would have been then, just as is
Then, a projection of nothingness, sobriety
About she, nothing but a vulture, waiting for me to F up 

Saturday, 3 June 2017

JUST ONE MORE LIE














Can I ask you if you’re still mad tonight?
Or you still think you decision is right?
I want you to banish those thoughts away
I still have one more lie you might believe today

One more chance baby, I can make it right
Without you, I can’t endure one more night
Your love is my delight, the sweetest of all
Just believe this lie and let us stroll

I can make your dreams come true baby
Don’t lie this is what you don’t see
Everybody knows we were meant together
Believe me, like a goat to a tether  

Just one more lie I want you to believe
Accept me back and offer my heart reprieve
Don’t make me grief when you are still alive
Don’t let me die from heartbreak, let me live



Friday, 2 June 2017

LEAVE YOUR MORALS BY THE KITCHEN SINK

Leave your morals by the kitchen sink
Let your mind lose itself awhile
As we journey to the very edge of life
Where you’d glance at life with a smile

Let my hands crawl up your silk skin
And relieve you of what’s burdensome tonight
Kiss you thoroughly as you unclothe your mind
Let’s journey up to the fifth delight

Heave, sigh, groan, before the splinter
Before the burst of the pleasure jar
Before a million heavens crawl to your sight
But you won’t see because I am a blur

I’d give you the entire world baby
But first I’d take you around it
Only if he didn’t make the chemist

The only place you must visit, each morning 

BANAL DESIRES

The body acquiesces to the most banal of desires
Guilt rips through, knowing, what you’ve known
All along to be as dangerous as petrol fires
Save for a moment of disregard, without caution

She lay besides you, eyes begging for more
But your mind is begging to know her more
Beyond her name, beyond that pretty face
And what course through her veins apart from blood

She implores you with those eyes, damn those eyes
Eyes that melt something inside you
Something that makes you feel more alive
Something that makes you reach for her lips, and breasts

She is be the fire that you yearn it could consume you
She is the storm that tosses upside down the vessel
Into a sea full of creatures, hungry for human blood
But only in bits, a torture you think you can withstand 

ONE SIP

It wasn’t meant to one sip
But it touched so deep
Gifted me wings to fly
Way beyond the sky

The world comes alive
And I can at least survive
Don’t ever leave
For I’ll forever grieve

Take all my liver
Do with it whatever
For you make feel good
Don’t leave if you should

Friday, 21 April 2017

WHY DID I MARRY NJERI?

I don’t even know how to describe her eyes
When she looks at me when I arrive at 6.30 pm
Sometimes Njeri says a word or two
Sometimes she’s just as quiet, like she’s absent
I know she’s counting days when she’ll say,
‘ENOUGH IS ENOUGH’

She ran down the business I had started for her
I did it for my undying affection for her
And she sunk it, thousands of shillings down the drain
Surprisingly, without any guilt or remorse
Tell me, doesn’t she have the capability to finish me?

The first thing she asks in the evening is money
The money I have toiled for in the baking sun
And if I beat the curfew, which I often do
She kisses me like she’s afraid of being seen
Like we are two teenagers hiding
And then she cooks that tasteless food of hers
I wonder where my money goes

At night she turns her back on me
She’s ever tired, and with a headache
I haven’t inquired if she’s cheating around
Though I am too scared to suspect she’s cheating
But I have heard of a young man
I know even the government introduced free education
And it’s illegal to deny a young man education as my Njeri does

I dread being doused with hot water
I dread being openly stripped of my dignity
As a respectable member of the society

And as a loving husband to Njeri

FALLING

What is it with love
That men can’t control falling
Trusting a devil’s calling
And they hurt their damn brows

What is it with loving a woman
That a man gives up everything
For the beckon of her single pleasure
Even when it’s disguised in ruins

What’s with a woman’s adoration
That men fail to think straight
How they stand by the gate
Of happiness and eternity