On one of her tales
She smiled while narrating
Love,
I mean
She only loved my grandpa
Here am
Yet to smile for love
Maybe she did lie
As she lied
Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 5:55 PM UTC
she goes on her knees
just like then
1963
when she got engaged to her late husband
this time
for her son
for her sun
reminds God she is a widow
life still on window
nothing changed since then
she has yet to see the country have indipendent,
her grandfather meant
his grandfather used to be a guirrella warrior
now he makes her mom worrier
too bad
ts not white people anymore
tanned black like him
he wishes to meet thieves over cops
corpse over cops
his moms prayers keeps him afloat
what of orphans
should we prepare the hearse
maybe grandfather didnt **** the right enemies
or
never knew black or white
Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 5:49 PM UTC
He clenches his fist
Devil on her feast
Anger on his feet
She only came from east
He was just an ordinary boy
With a mouth ache
He rarely performed miracles
Nor did he come from Nazarene
But the boy suffered for his heart
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 3:36 PM UTC
He holds the mouse
Few codes
Computer became his muse
He eats and drinks with it
Now he talks of binary
In his dreams
Rare soft dreams forgotten
He only dreams of pinouts
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 3:35 PM UTC
He walks around
A trait of a hound
In despair of finding her
She was his air
He just got his heart stitched
Due to his heart getting pitched
He is yet to learn
He only knows how to run
Maybe he is not son to Adam
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 3:35 PM UTC
He sits beside a damsel
His heart empty as a shell
His head fuming on heat like hell
She doesn’t care
She scrolls while she smirks
He thought of the world
She thought of her puppy
He had to be a man even in his *****
That’s the world
They were just passengers😔😔
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 3:34 PM UTC
Added beer on list
Belgium embodied from east
Few clients on list
I guess no time for rest
He is as slow as he was back then
He reminded me of our childhood
He was best in legs
Third leg
I mean
He just came to the city
He just felt, it gave him a hickey
He has yet mastered the way of the devil
So he only stumbles on his broken heart
Kamba this time
Kisii last time
He said this would be last time
Though I felt Ts just half time
He just grew his beards
Motive be the baddies
With fear to purchase Huggies
Though his gal be called Angie
“Am going back home
I feel am more into nature
Than giving my heart to human”
Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 5:17 PM UTC
I just held the pad and a stylus pen
Don’t mind the trace
Enjoy the grace
Coz imma gracing your heart
Wholeheartedly☺☺
Let’s talk about you
I mean you
Nothing else matters most
Than you
Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 5:14 PM UTC
There are paths we crossed while drunk
Don’t mind them
Those trails
For the Bible
Curses who judges
The drunkards
Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 5:13 PM UTC
Last nail
Last time to see where he hails from
To go where he came from
“That’s the trail”
They say
Widow on window
She
lost her husband
She lost her other hand
Nothing but willow
She sits on the seats he bought her
Reminiscing starts
Cuddle cravings creep in
Lips starts to wither
Hopeful for a midnight kiss
She scolds her mind
She is alone now
Too bad
He would never see him
At my usual joint
The one which serves monkey shoulder
She shows up
Swollen eyelids
A week long sobbing
I guess she never wanted to be sober
Sits next to me
“ let the dead bury the dead”
I gulp my last mouthful of cognac and leave
I already knew where it would lead at🥹🥹🥲
She staggers home
Nothing really seemed on her side
Only her legs
Which seemed to know home
She never minded to turn on the lights
She had to get used to be friends with darkness
Henceforth she never wanted to dream
Maybe she will have no dreams anymore
She killed her heart for eternity 🥹🥹
Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 2:37 PM UTC