Lyrical girl

I sing in the bathroom and drown in my own lyrics
, thoughts about her compose lyrics I get lost in,
music has never been this good
Am the kind who listens to old school
She educates me how I need to change my playlist,
Her knowledge puts chances of playing her at least,
, she is the kind who can dance to any genre of music
, am the kind who can move her with my words,
I like music,
when am with her I joke about Kina Bieber & Tory….
Then she frowns and I say sorry…
once I con-vinced her that nico and vinz don’t know how to sing,,,
She said Eastside by Khalid and Halsey, ilikuwa ngoma kali sana 2018,
I disagreed, I said you were my favourite song in 2018,
She smiled and asked why,
I said the song is nothing compared to you my sunshine…

People like us

People like us only hear of true love in fiction stories,
Our eyes became blind not to ever fall at first sights,
Our ears became deaf, not to really hear again how the word love sounds,
So when a person says ‘I love you’ we are like pardon that, it sounds as history,
People like us have stories about Romeu &Juliet, but such a story killed our desire to ever love again,
We were love experts, she was a piece of me till that day she exposed love could not hold ,
she walked away
She left me parts am are trying to fix,
These hands that know better to wave goodbye than to hold,
This skin that no longer form goose-bumps
What is the colour of love, if it is that of Valentine’s then I think people like us are blind everywhere, I chose the wrong colour,
But I think we have a favourite colour that acts as a mask, so you can’t judge us by our cover but we still have true colours that comes out when our patience is so sick, it can’t hold no more,
People like us know the sky as blue and showers of blessings sometimes come in blues and the sea turns to blue,
People like us only use mathematics when counting our blessings, and some people are blessings
People like us don’t go straight to the point,we use shortcuts before giving our point….it is nature in words….we are drawers but we refused to keep reality so we became artists and we paint pictures in words we say…

She loves her

When it was four months to go,

She named it legit,

She thought of travelling away,

Go places where the society won’t demand answers for her child,

She never wanted a society that will call her child illegitimate,

She loves her like the air she breaths,

She loves her and she wants that to be answers to all the questions the little soul will ever ask,

An antidote flower in her life that reminds her of pain and heals her,

The small lips smiles and she knows after nine months it was much ready for her,

She wants to watch her grow

Be able to look into someone’s eye and say no,

The little girl reminds her of being strong,

She wants to raise a girl like that,

Wake up another day, go raise some money…

Little things

On top of this balcony again,
Our best song is on replay’
But we are no longer dancing to it,
I have tried that coffee, but there is nothing
I just remember how you added some in my cup
, and the last drop would always make me fall in love with you all-over again,
As I watch the sun get immersed in the horizon,
I see another day pass without you,
Today it is a little bit cold,
Am in your hoodie which is a little bit baggy,
I remember when you used to tell me to,
Eat more to add some weight,
Look at what I lost instead of gaining,
I don’t know but the cologne on this hoodie,
Is a little stronger,
I didn’t know a little secrete breaks like this,
I was crazy to think I was just a little bit tipsy,
Then I thought we were completely drunk in love,
And we are never becoming sober,
And am becoming more stupid now,
I am drinking more,
How I am seeing things more clearly now,
And everything around me is a remainder of you,

I know you can come back like another day…please do

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A thousand hugs

We all have special people whom we say bye to, something for them. Every morning I look in the eastside just to confirm if you still there because
I believe you are my sunshine…
What do I mean by eastside
As the sun rises it shows it will set,I feel there is a time when it will rise and it will mean nothing because I will no longer look in the eastside…
That is why, am afraid and I don’t know about you
Am afraid because time is no medicine, it won’t heal me when you are gone,
It is silent, I don’t know what it is up to,
Am afraid next time you won’t be
Around and that will pain me,
I know we don’t talk much but you know how I wish we could speak out our minds and even just start reading them…
I wish my next thoughts will be about you that is how I have a peace of mindI wrote something about you,
Before we could introduce ourselves,
That is what poets do…I had the piece but I was not sure what your reaction will be
I scrapped it off…
It is hard to be a linguist, I have tried And that is what prevents you from being my cousin…And I know
I never became your tribemate when you asked me about it,
But I was more willing to be a soulmate,
And even forget about tribemate right now, I just want to be your soulmate,
When you start caring you start loving,
That is the reason am doing this,What relationship do you have with butterflies, is it beauty?
Because I stomach them every time I see you!
This anxiousness from nowhere, lack of words…and I have always wanted to say this….but
Is it rude that till now!
I havent said you beautiful,
At least your mirror tells you without shouting,
Am like that mirror…My personality kills me every time I try shouting,I belong in that person, who loves by avoiding eye contacts,
Who comes in contact if its your will!
Who will contact just to say one word “hi”
I believe my lips carry more words in their smiles than what my tongue can ever let out,
So read my lips…
What about I say “I love you”
Even though I know you won’t believe in it, but
I have a big heart that keeps me alive,
A heart that already accommodates you,
When you go, let not our connection be finished,
That day we hug,
Leave me a thousand unused hugs but am sure they won’t be enough, I will still miss you
Kiss me goodbye and let the lips alone move not your legs,
Dont just walk away,#vellovesyou#withmuthoni#poetrytotheworld#blogging

Oduor from the government

My president is fighting graft tooth and nail, but his cabinet is still eating,
My leaders have made their positions of power a family business and nepotism is now used to hold families together…
Tribalism has become a defense mechanism to those who loot public funds,
My country’s economy is ailing and the leaders are injecting money in their pockets, and the situation is sickening
Media houses care to report about the sick healthcare but really, they report what is a hard pill to swallow,
Maybe we don’t need change in currency we need change in the current state of the nation,
My leaders are not only thinking about the next general election but are also talking about it in the public eyes,
My people do not have a vision,
My fellow youths only get employed and earn pennies at general elections,
My fellow youths know how to choose leaders wisely but it is a dillema to choose between a leader and the money you lack,
My country’s electoral system is through a secrete ballot, in my country, election results is no secrete, they are rigged…
My fellow writers get arrested for blogging the truth, my fellow writers strive to block divisive politics,
My nation is divided by those in the government uniting with those in the opposition,
Our leaders manifestos are promising but no investment goes to them,
My leaders have refused to change, so it is obvious they won’t bring the change we need,
Demostrations in my country are always peaceful till the police try to mantain law and order,
My leaders play a game of dirty politics , there is no clean word for burying innocent citizens because of politics,
In my country, leaders steal throughout the week and the police blind the public by arresting them on a friday evening,
Maybe they just go for a vacation in the police cells over the weekend,
In my country corrupt leaders go scot free after trial for lack of enough evidence, the fact is that witnesses in my country are poor and are for sale, they are bought by suspects to disappear…

If we never talked

I can do all it takes to have you,
If you give love, that is something am willing to take, I know how the love symbol can turn shapes to be just a confusing circle,
I know how your past can talk to you not to listen to current and future,
So I know when I say “I love you” am just repeating someone’s else words to you,
It is even hard to ask and get “no”for an answer!
But today I ask coz it is worse if I never ask..
Am an artist and I feel we can take knowing each other to a new stage,
Play with words to win you to my ways,
Tell you that your spot will be your spot always,
I will never replace you,
Tell you about a game we can play for the rest of our lives,
A game of rules,
Introduce you to my parents then you can call them in_laws,
Walk you down the aisle then the church can be our spectators,
And that day, I know you will be more than just you,
Your smiles will talk to me more than the words “I do”
You will bring down your angelic ways,
From that day you will be a ladder for all the things I could never reach,
We will build a family,
Bring forth children then they can call us breadwinners,
Watch them grow and look half us,
I mean, I want you as future then we can write a story of forever and always,
I want you as inspiration for all the words that will cross my mind, when am writing about you
Words that can save a world in me,
I want you as my echo, then I will simply say “I love you…” knowing it will be back likewise!
I need you as a home, for all the wild reasons in me, that only you can tame
I want you as my sunshine, am not fine sometimes and maybe you can shine on my dark times…
I know you can’t catch a bullet for me but you can catch a breath in the same situation,
My lungs will be busy, for the moments I will only define as breathtaking
My nose will grow memories to smell your cologne, when you not around!
Not all days will be happy ones, on such days I want you as my heartbeat when you say take heart…
When I love I don’t come with phrases, I come with a whole poem,
A heart yearning to love is like a leaf detached, it will always fall…#vellovesyou…
#mylove #blogging #writers

Hear my love

Each night I hold tight to my thoughts that you remain a girl of my dreams,
I love you for nothing, I just love the who you are
AND I know
Am not perfect, never perfect in love
But I practice daily,
You will never know what you never had,
But I know what I have now, you the only one…
I have you in my heart as a tattoo, if that matter too
I promised that if you fall for me I will stand by you forever,
I have a promise to keep,
When I think of you, I think planets
I think of working down to earth so that we live lavishly,
I won’t promise you my whole world, I have complicated parts in my world,
I want to love you with my positive sides,
So I don’t promise you whole of me,
But how you tame a wild me I lack options
Your thoughts became a bell that keeps ringing in my mind,
And that day I propose hope you accept my ring
I promise to stick around, but I know there times I will travel
A hand that used to hold you, will be the one that waves goodbye
But I will always be in touch,
I can’t promise you a plane right now, when even I don’t have a plan of my life
I can’t promise you a car when I can’t drive your pains away,
But I will always promise one thing,
I have a future called bright.

Where my love is

If you have imperfections, I will be blind on them,
When you gone and my hands are no longer in touch and my eyes no longer have a say whether you beautiful, thoughts I hold will be a reminder…
when you mad and smile just to be sarcastic , that is where my love is,
Your smile is colourful , it might not be my favourite colour but how you grin, that is where my love is!
A good wife comes from the Lord, and how you seek heavenly presence and your angelic ways,
Makes me go to church, when you say “God Bless you” I feel you talking to me..
…My heart beats for you,
Music has never been this good, thoughts about you compose lyrics I get lost in, that is where my love is!
I yearn for you, I know I can’t buy you but I can earn for you…