Poetry

The Voices, Chasing After Shadows In Life?

You spend nights on the cold streets Waiting for someone in a car to stop by You hop in off you go into some room Thereafter Throws a couple of dollars and he's gone Sometimes meet with arrogant ones...

My Last Poem

How would it be The last strike of my pen When death shall grasp me Come like a crimson tide When I will be no more Will it form part of my eulogy Would it live on beyond me Would it...

A ROSE FOR MAMA

I drove in a rush To the florist To buy a rose A red rose It was valentine And I had a real classic date I had made a stopover to buy a rose Just to complement my romance Just as I...

Home Is Home

No cat has a life,so enjoyable. Like me cat Mawili of the Mwamba family. I have learnt the art of cat life I meow when need be For here mice are just but museum keychains. I know who to...

The Insanity In Our Sanity

I sit here… Enjoying the sight of its majesty From above, where I sit The grounds look peaceful Silky grass and sculptured buildings It’s all perfect. Then… They walk out Suits in all kinds of hues Mostly parliament blue Their laughs A piercing pain in...
Death by love

Death By Love Episode One

Stella stood by the bedroom window of the apartment she shared with her boyfriend Lucas looking at a spectacle that killed her slowly .On their bed lay Lucas and another woman who were making...

Desire Denied

Roses are red lavenders are blue Come find me before I find you Intentions are shrewd As diamonds have a light hue Brew me a second brew So I can glue myself To your luminous desire Deserts are dry jokes are...

Am Letting Go

Am Letting Go The bells are ringing Balloons, ribbons and the glamour The hundred and hundreds of people All here all as witnesses All to bemuse themselves with the sight of you beautiful in white I love the sight of...

The Crush I Let Go

Where do you go to church?" I ask her as I try to rack my brains for a better vibe. As I wait for her reply I am thinking of my next lines. These flirts...
Dear Best Friend

Dear Best Friend

People say love comes and goes... I say let the truth be known... We have several types of love; for our children, parents, and friends, but there is a gentle love that I call my best friend. I've been fortunate enough to...