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rubben Wainaina Dec 2018
If you set your cards right,things will turn out alright
They say life is a series of choices right?
That if we make the right choices,then we on the way to a happy life and success..
But is there something like a manuscript to do right,make the right choices?
Or are we just puppets in the whole drama of this good life
The forces of fate and self will always manifest asynchronously
One when things turn out right way,
The other well,when things go beyond the obvious,mystical
Is there inertia choices,where things play out the way you want them to..
Choices extend beyond the plans we've made...
Turns out life is more of accidents,
We dont plan on when to fall in love,
The stranges we met...
We more like forces of nature-unpredictable
As these intoxicated turmoils play through my mind...
Its more awesam as we play more of tapestry..ravishing colours behind the threads...
Its us against the odds..little gods
rubben Wainaina Dec 2018
The fading memories of an year ago,
The wins and losses at a go,
Just a novice,never good in poetry,
But the lines i write,never betray
The series of life is full of episodes,
In which perfection never corresponds!
Where action is meet with reaction,
Reality matches with reflections,
Bad weighs out on the good.
As the planet earth turns,
Emptiness, loneliness which facades,
Happiness, sense of belonging in which we pursuit!
Make up the highs and the lows.
As i turn a new page in this life,
I wanna appreciate those around me,
Amigos,family and all the beautiful people around the globe,
The world is a seraphic and serene aura with you on it!
Its the love and affection that keeps us lit.
To those i've hurt i apologize,
Am writing my wrongs
To the pals, hoping to know u better
To the strangers,hoping to know you,
To writters,poets, keep writing
To the dreamchasers, keep walking,
This is for you and me!
Kudos
rubben Wainaina Aug 2018
Remember ;
when we used to get wasted till dawn?
Make love like we never getting old?
Laugh like no one cares?
Tell crazy stupid tales and find joy in that?Cause at the end of it all what was salient, was You!
Those were the good old days.
The good old days Huh?
How did we get here in the first place..
reminiscing about the past rather than living in the moment.
Why does everything has to be good in the past rather than now?..
Whats in the past is midas,a gem- but today ,now -is just a facade??
Is this is how its supposed to be?
We much hold grip on what was than what is...
It makes us think maybe things are not so bad..cause there were good old days
Why cant there be good days right now?
I thought the best thing in life was transition... Change,Evolution.
As much as we love the good old days we need to transit with time...You change,i change with you... You laugh we laugh together.. New moments,new memories to cling onto,,, before amnesia catches up on us...
Happiness is what you making..Through the ups and downs is what defines you and me...Old or new..Find beauty in that and turn it into something ravishing.
Good old days!
rubben Wainaina Jul 2018
The more i write,the more i get drifted away in my own words,
If you read between these lines and verses-you will discern myself in them!
Am the author who is both the heroine and villain of his own story!
The tales i tell,some portrying how europhic my life may seem,
Others well,unleashing the dark side of me..where there is no tranquillity and serenity!
Thats how its meant to be-fate right?
What you dont understand is that
I just dont want write
I want to be the author of my own destiny!
The part where i feel am in control of this mortal life.
Make everything bow to my will.
Most are the times i cling to this mental vicious cycle of desire,love and entangled emotions.
Call it pursuit of happiness!
I,you,we crave for something more
Something complete,to escape this illusion-life
The word perfection is not even close to what i need
I crave for something infinite afterall
I am a god!
Master of creation,-art masterpiece!
Masterpiece art,bow to my will
rubben Wainaina Jul 2018
It's gonna be okay
When you are lonely and no one is
There to ease it away.
Its gonna be okay
When you stare at the mirror,and
You cant stand the eyes looking back at you-!
Its gonna be okay
When you loosing it,like the world never cares and the only leftovers left is you
Its gonna be okay
When you try to swim against the tide
But the waves are too strong to drift you away in the opposite direction.
Its gonna be okay
When your pen is unwilling to write,
Paper too dull to write on-
Mind drifted and all left is emptiness.
Its gonna be okay
When you realize you the best there can ever be.That all along its been about YOu
Its gonna be okay!!
rubben Wainaina Jul 2018
Another day but this day is different,
The sun shines brighter,the equinox still far off...
Dear Capricorn boy,the horoscope read
"its your time to have your moment!"
Hold on,this is supposed to be the day where i count my candles,,
Where is the fĂȘte for me?
No party for me i guess,
No birthday wishes,
Its Just me,myself and I,
you only live once they say,
so amma drink till i loose myself,
overdose on novacaine till am numb,
forget the past,tranquilize my thoughts!
****!What if today is all i got?
time is of essence,
Time,time,time...
all i need is to have moment for life,
Today is the day am shine like
a supernovae,
these streets raised a ghetto king,
no crown but own the streets!
no rues over yesterdays
Am gonna just do me!
rubben Wainaina Jun 2018
After sometimes, i opt the easy way out..
Believe me i tried,i gave it my best shot,
I thought these poems would make u change your mind
I guess we all change,or perhaps
We just evolve to be us
But looks like you are just slipping away
Where are you now?
We crawled we flew..
But not high enough to land to the moon.
Guess what....
I found my redemption
Where there is peace beyond understanding...
Where the road is straight...not crooked
Where life struggles,worries,burdens
Are not mine to bear...
My life is transitioned,a super being!...
My redeemer,my shield
He holds me tight on his arms,
His promises ever fulfilled
Vows never broken
His grace is much sufficient,
The Lord is with me...
This is my new enlightenment...
My road to sainthood...
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