Poetry

My Father’s Gaze

We sat down facing the west As the sun lazily crawled behind the green hills Under the older than time mango tree We sat on rickety three legged stools. His face engulfed in mystery Stroking his grey mustache He gazed...

UNCHAINED

It is now centuries Down the long line Ages are gone Hair turned grey and gone But still I think My comrades remain Unchained A time like this Centuries gone by Our forefathers trekked Aproximadamente el 30% de los hombres experimentan problemas relacionados...
Love

Love was not put in your heart to stay

Love wasn't put in your heart to stay. Love isn't love till you give it away. When I first saw you I was afraid to talk to you When I first talked to you I was afraid...

Mama Said Goodbye

Today is another nice day Clouds bring down storm on my face When I remember this day It is what it is Mothers day A day of love A day of roses for mama But then To me this day is different Today...
Friends

Friendship

An invisible love is what I call it, many can't see it, but its scent so strong in the air, like a magnet , a strong attraction. Nothing physical, but stronger than ever, face to face not needed, for the hearts...
poem - snail mail

Snail Mail

Does it send snails? no it sends mails. It deals with physical papers and not skyscrapers. It is called snail mail because it operates like bail, whatever is sent moves slowly. It comes from the lowly, But can the lowly send letters? Snail...
Exercise Book

Exercise Books

They are now old but the knowledge in them is still bold. I needed new ones but what exactly do I need new? Is it the knowledge or the books maybe the dew. I sit to type only...

A Citizen’s Cry

Who knows? You might be denying future leaders good health, The leaders who will not care much about wealth, But leaders who will rule with wisdom and civilization, And give back to the society as an appreciation. Who knows? You...

Ocean of Love

If tears were water Her would be an ocean An ocean that runs deep Down in the abys of the and make roses of thorns It would be a still harbour That sailors dock A harbour of solace An ocean of...

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...