Love is a pink diamond, it's ice cold sunshine
An invaluable antiquity that can't be sold
It's the dance of the moon to the music of the stars
Love is a quiet whisper of the tides in the storm
a new shock absorber smoothing an off-road adventure
It's the joy of weaver birds praising the rising sun
the swashing sway of trees in the early morning breeze
Love is a palm by the sea, a chain of liberty, a key
an invaluable painting hung up the walls of a heart
a slow roller-coaster that lets you savor the view whilst on the ride
Love is kids playing in rain, letting nothing steal their thunder
Love is the Masai mara, a breathtaking wonder
Love is a spark that sets hearts ablaze
It's an eternal flame, in a mysterious haze.

I'll never apologize for saying the truth
Though the truth might be too bitter
For bitter pills swallowed get us better
Even if they mess up your appetite for broth

Can't apologize for trying to make your path bright
Can't eat my words for I cooked them to set you straight
It hurt cutting your ego and stopping your fatal flight
I refuse to apologize for trying to avert your plight

Only sorry I thought taking long would give you time to grow
Sorry saying it all has only helped you with nothing
Sorry you have not changed and you're the same thing
Couldn't float your boat however hard I tried to row

One day you'll look back and realize you lost your chance
When you chose to embrace your egoistical trance
One day you'll realize you decided to be strange
And I was trying to help 'cause I thought people change

Did you know that gold is dug and washed out of muck?
You miss a lot attaching so many strings
for the so many terms attached and conditions
just limit the talent you are likely to capture
As an intending or a yet to be business consultant
I honestly believe the inefficiency we see is resultant
and consequent to the boxes we create
thereby numbing the personnel our recruiting and selection curates
Don't get me wrong on this but even if I had a first class
I would not find joy being an employee to such an employer
seldom do our results show our capability
especially in the developing nations where our results
are usually subject to lots of questions
What I mean is I would grudgingly take up such jobs
where aspects like a master's degree is an added advantage
for to me I believe in the semi skilled, degrees and diplomas being vintage
this being the main reason I might take up a job to manage the HR
to prove to the world that today's academia doesn't define who we are
I'm not saying that if a company hires me I'll hire failures
No, all I'm saying is sometimes extremes are dangerous
like Wilde put it, too much is as bad as too little
Let's put away these archaic and very conservative measures
and emphasise aspects like talent and character strength
Not every good medical student obviously becomes a good surgeon
not even do good literature scholars turn into good authors or poets
We have to start realising that some go to places to survive
we seldom choose the places we end up in but endure to be alive
We need to be better employers to find better employees
in my company, the papers will not be as vital
as the man in the suit, let's not take life as a bible
especially in the business world where things often go strange
those greater than us adopted the basics for that was their change
we shouldn't keep walking in their footprints
We can find jungles and propagate our own path
leave our prints and set pace for the fresh dynamo to power generations
A million employers are going to miss me because of such rigidity
I've been a mediocre business student and I admit
I could not hit the pinnacle of preset peak for I had my limits
but I'm going to be one of the greatest transformers of my time
You can take this for pride or just another rhyme
someday these so called egocentric first class employers
will hire me to enlighten their classic fraternity
on the different ways we the open minded weave
our learned with the inborn to function as an entity
so to my would be employers... do not fall for the anchor heavy vitaes
neither should you be fooled by the experienced suits and ties
I'll come to knock clad in my miserable second hand shirt
with dusty shoes, with my collar sweat marred with dirt
but beware there's always more to every story than told by the cover
don't be hood winked to go picking like you'd choose a lover
to leave out the seemingly ugly asset for **** liabilities
cause those predefined sample spaces omit so much abilities
destroy the box,set no boundaries to let every sailor try out their luck
business is a Sea with so much in the uncharted to see
we risk fazing out boundaries but the essence of business is ecstasy
we ain't experienced but carry a flame denied to some used embers
whose blaze can fuel success in the egoistic business chambers
We can't stick to ancien methodologies to castrate the bull
for we can set up our own modern and operational dominion
no hard feelings, I'm just an enthusiast airing his opinion
Peace, straight outta the Makerere business school.

I don't want to use the same words as others do
hence I wonder what else can speak my truth
without altering the simplicity of my honesty
without unclear hyperbolic vocabulary
that might instead drive you away
I want to speak with confidence however
much relaying to you without a single stutter
is a day dream bordering the fantasy
I want to coin the most rare of phrases
which could conjoin to display my emotions
just like a network of roads connecting different places
I want to speak light to your darkness
to open your beautiful hazel eyes
with the realness of my heart
I want you to share with me my hurt
forever if that exists & never drift apart
to lend words to that which in my soul lies
a place where reality blossoms and lie dies
I want to praise you more than the eagle praised tortoise
not to make you think you can fly but to have your focus
I want to assure you that much as joy I bring
where good happens, I know the bells of bad may ring
I want to let you know you're more floret than flowers
without losing grasp of my oratory powers
I want to hold your palm & place it on my chest
& let the rate of my beating heart explain the rest
without seeming weird or too direct
I want us to share an eternal bond that won't disconnect
like the attachment the Ocean shares with the River
till death do us part,like scotch and a guzzlers liver
I want to explain how long I've waited for this
and how badly my lips do long for a kiss
that doesn't sum up my encounter with you
but stays on our mind for infinity,that sticks hard as glue
I want to let you know I saw beauty when we met
and that endo-glamour you hold
so much deserves to be told and retold
in a love story you and I can transcribe if I'm not too late
I acknowledge you're a lass out of this planet
and I probably ain't worth a touch of your garment
but I desire to share in your terrene
for in your presence I have known real serene
I want to match with you across the holly
isle though I don't fancy weddings
savour moments as we journey & pray for happy endings
I want you to be that character in my love story
a story where I drive back home to your arms
embrace you tight, have a feel of those bums
where we plant roses and lilies & watch bees hum
I want my kids to have you as their mom
and be proud of their father for finding
them such a sweet and caring mother
I want you to believe there isn't another
I want you to want me too like I you
I want you to know how much I love you
but i cant place the right words to use
to express exactly what I feel because
you're one hell of a treasure I can't afford to lose

Affection was a game she played better than any other
With perfection inherited from her mother
She was a hard kisser some called a heartless *****
But I understood, she was a sweeper on pitch
She knew how to dribble and show up to the occasion
And did whatever she could to win without minding the possession
But had an eye for perfection that made her look hot
So was every attempt on goal she shot
She never missed her target and always held her gadget
There was this one lad with whom she couldn't bury the hatchet
He was a defender she had never beaten
Whose dimes seemed delicious but she'd never eaten
She wanted to be a cougar but he made her a purring kitten
For each time she faced him she would easily get beaten
Although she believed that someday she'd win
Even if it meant camouflaging in a veil of Gin
Though she feared that would risk charges of doping
The alien emotions he raised within her were shocking
He had a way of rolling his tongue making her feel young
And with hardly nothing like air in her lungs
She was the best player she had ever come across
But he was a rambling bridge she dared not to cross

I read beautiful poems and wonder
Why in mine all I find is fault and blunder
I caress the neat words as much as I can
Hoping the more I read the more I learn
I peruse through funny poems and laugh
Yet if I try it out myself It's really tough
So I read inspirationals day and night
Thinking for sure ,improve I might
I scroll past those I feel ain't my type
Looking for those with acclaim and hype
Poetic literature really does take all my time
'Cause I'm in a hunt for that perfect rhyme
But all I do is find highly fascinating pieces
And all they do is leave me angry and peaceless
I read poems because I'm seeking for consolation
And I even find more than this ,to my consternation
I probably read poems because they are easy to read
Or I'm just so lonely and they are the company I need

This war started long ago with your great grandfather,
The difference being he was fighting to stay,
For the same reason you're fighting to leave...
He was fighting for this home which no longer is,
For the gods you now call pagan, for the culture you deem fake,
And the minerals, now heavy jewels around your neck.

This war started long before anyone thought it would,
When the iron snake started wriggling from the coast,
Spreading its poison across the land, carrying modernity with it,
When they killed the protesters of Tsavo and called them man-eaters.

This war started when Kinjikitile failed to save us from the fire spitting sticks,
When nyungu ya mawe fell, when the imperialist found the trade routes.

This war started long ago when your ancestors developed a taste for salt,
And were told to give away a few of your kin to have it...

This war started with that book that you believe in,
the one that speaks about sticks turning into snakes and people walking on water.

This war started when your great grand Uncle believed and collaborated,
even long before that, when the kabaka agreed to split this land.

This war started when we accepted the names the colonialist gave,
to our lakes, our rivers, our springs and then to our children...

Yet here you are pumped up like this war has just begun...

Is what it'll take
but I'll learn to live without you
and if I fail to do
I'll try and fake...

Must we wait for stars when our love seems enough to light the way
can't we be moons for the nights, shall we keep waiting for the day?
are we going to enjoy the beams from our eyes
or just remain poles apart longing for the moment beaming sun will rise?
must we always wait for sleep  just so we finally dream
can't we conciously dare to dream about letting our passion scream?
shall we wait for Oceans to dry,can't we build bridges
will the door of our affinity last that long on these rusty hinges?
are we enough for each other or are we going to hunger and thirst
won't we question us all the time or will we completely count on our trust?
Won't we crumble and stumble in the dark caves and stormy waves
will we stick together even when karma turns us to slaves?
must we wait for the saddened birds to sing their songs
can't our hearts sing in appreciation of finding where they belong?
won't we keep dreaming of finding a better place to live in
if we can't make a better place of the historical cities within?
will we forgive each other when we make mistakes
won't our humanity and faults determine the long this takes?
why wait for the joys to write poetry and stories of romance
can't we pen every dance, delightful or sad by any chance
Can't we do everything it takes to be closer than this
shall wishes be our embrace and virtually flying forever our kiss?
will we be able to endure the long while we only have us at Heart
until it's no longer like that, until we cease to be oceans apart?
can we always press restart when we pause and when we hurt
won't we fail to pick up, and at the first fall this love might depart?
must we wait till we have enough cash to own mansions and yacht
can't we find content in the little,in starting together from scratch?
will we hike up the hill together, toil and sweat for the fruits
shall another remain down the foot and look on as one perspires?
will we extinguish our flames or just embrace the burning desires
shall we seal the cracks,won't we look on whilst
they tear further into canyons and consequently mute the lutes?
must we wait for the mango of our attraction to ripen
shouldn't we peel the bitter Exocarp and with salt eat the endocarp raw?
can't we make the best of the opportunities that are open
instead of looking on at the flowers of us waiting for them to grow?
must we wait to follow in the footprints of tales of true love
can't we just pave a way to a new plot ,one we deserve?
must we painfully wait for the engagement ring to decide
shouldn't we be jumping onto the motorboat of life and enjoying the ride?

What's the point in searching if I won't find
What's the point in wiping my tears
When the next minute I'll cry and none'll mind?
What's the use of hoping I'll overcome my fears?

Where the hell's every corner where'll find love
When literature and every picture says world's round?
How'll I ever fly without wings to find one I deserve
When even gravity keeps bringing me back aground?

Who'll it be to fill this heart that's bruised and cracked?
Who'll bear nursing wounds they didn't cause?
Who'll erase the memories of the one that rocked?
Who'll give me the right prescription and not over or under-dose?

Why should I keep hoping even after this long?
Why should I believe them when they say out there is one to whom I belong?

When I make a friend, I cherish them deeply.
I create a special place for them in my heart,
where they can grow and thrive,
becoming an inseparable part of who I am...
so that uprooting such a connection
would mean losing a piece of myself.

I wrote this piece seated on a skin irritating lawn
maybe it was a plastic table but itching was how it felt
while desperately begging fate to an extent I almost knelt
because I was totally exhausted and bitterly alone

I wrote this whilst I still lifted the desolation load
I guess you were on your way then but coming the toad
while I was deadbeat with no arms to take me aboard
I wrote this long before the song of our romance would download

I wrote this while I was engrossed, battling school
in a kraal of beauty yet shockingly a lonesome bull
I think at the time you still owned a plastic doll
when I totally doubted there was even the slightest of chance I'd ever fall

I wrote this piece evading sleep for the fear of creepy dreams
tears cascading down my eyes like fountains down the streams
consequent to the ache underneath every emotional scar
and doubting our encounter would ever occur

I wrote this relieving the imaginary side to my story's end
too boring a love story to predict what lay beyond the bend
something deduced from the notes my heart would send
even before you were a stranger let alone a friend

I wrote this before we met courtesy of a surprisingly considerate fate
before I'd dare imagine that lass in my fantasy was you
when I saw no difference twixt love and hate
and so much disbelieved that people are capable of staying true

I wrote this long before overcoming my insecurities and doubt
then when my soul was but a creepy dark empty place
prior setting eyes upon the flamboyant heavenly face
when I clearly saw no possibility of making out*

then when passion and romance were just a myth
when the sharp two sided sword of my affection was hidden in its sheath
when my heart was my mind and mind was my heart
Believe me, I wrote this when we were still by destiny set apart

I will give you the rose of my love, it's you to choose whether to water
it with faith or pluck it with doubt, I will give the bone of my truth
it's you to protect it or hammer it to little splinters...
here's the pen of my dreams, we can write some pages together,
it can be a story of now or a story of forever...
I will tell you all my fears so that you can choose
whether am the gamble you want to take or not.
I'll show you the forgotten path to the depth of my emptiness
you'll decide if that emptiness deserves to be filled or not
and if the bruises and scars you found deserve to be healed
Not everyone will see the gem in the labyrinth of a Gemini
that's why am an open book so that you see every bit of me
for the one thing I crave beyond love is to be understood...

1-We were searching for warmth where there was only ice to find
2-We melted the ice in our souls and just caused an Avalanche in our minds
3-We were two broken people hoping our together would make us whole
Forgetting the rule of magnetism, repulsion of like poles
4-your Heart just as mine was a wide gaping abyss of a black hole
5-No matter what we did, some holes could never be filled
6-We tended the big wounds from the past, but the scars unlike the wounds could never be healed
7-Everyone said love like ours often ended in tragedy, that romance is a rose, and roses flower and fade
8-that all hellos come wrapped in their goodbyes, all beginnings pimped with the lip gloss of endings
9-that we were just another beautiful Titanic yet to encounter an iceberg and sadly we believed them
10-we didn't know that none in history ever chocked swallowing their pride, so we held on to ours as our love slipped away
11-We had bright futures left behind thus lived trying to rewind the chronometer
12-We had an obsession for art and sought sanctuary behind stories and books
13-We thought life could be one beautiful fairy tale, we thought the ambiance would be picture perfect
14-We wanted an escape from loneliness rather than to complement each other...
15-We had the best *** in the world, but never ever did we make love...
16-We always trusted facts yet some lies hold together what is broken by the tremors of truth...
17-We were accustomed to the freedom of dancing in the thundering storm so the manacles of comfort felt so uncomfortable
18-We wanted to find forever, when we hadn't crossed tumultuous bridges in the moment...
19-You were a little girl I expected to act like a lady, you pictured a man in the boy I will always be...
20-You wanted flowers, I wanted powers, you lived your life, I had mine but we ached for ours
21-It was love at first sight, we thought we could live happily ever after in a matter of hours
22-We were just frustrated by the grip life had on us so we thought we'd find the key in each other...
23-Fooled by her beauty, like Icarus we flew too close to the Sun and forgot the glowing orb of desire does burn
24-You developed a blister in your ******  that needed nine months for the doctors to help it out of you, if we squeezed it prematurely you could bleed to death... and the catechist's voice kept reminding me that doing so was itself a sin...
25-I was too young to understand that such blisters didn't ****, and the law didn't help...
26-My father didn't tell me it took pleasant pain to be him, or he probably did but I was deafened by hormones
27-Your mother said she told you and you kept contradicting, she hit you everyday and my testosterone couldn't take it... so I hit her for you, you hated me and I ran away.
28-We never loved each other, we were all running away from something, and we mistook us for a destination...
29-You had big dreams, I even had bigger dreams, the two kept sparking each time we tried to connect...
30-You squeezed a boy out of you and left him at the mercy of his blind grandmother and the tickles of cuddling infesting jiggers...
31-I blame you for having me disowned and ending my education, you blame me for everything.
32-You moved to the city, so did I... Met someone else, so did I.
33-We meet once in a while and you act like Miss world and I keep silent because I don't even have words for you.
34-Am working to get my son, you're doing everything to keep him a secret forgetting that some secrets can never be hidden, especially those with a mouth...
36-I wished I had never known you, you hated that I took your virginity...
37-Once in a while you return to my bed and I gladly welcome you, after which you cry and I comfort you
38-That's all we can be to each other now, a consolation for the melancholic love lives we are experiencing.
39-We both hate that we are apart but know we can't be together
40-For like it was before, we know everything about love but nothing about loving...

I always wish we met before your first love
so that I'd have been your deepest incision and your easiest decision
and often hope you learn to love me as much as you loved him
which is half as much as I love you, for I love you to Venus and back...
My affection for you is cosmic, I've seen the universe because I've seen you
you're something of a galactic existence, an extraterrestrial
in a terrestrial world of mice and men, why's and when, nows and then
I'd tripped into the past and you've walked me back to the future...
I'd failed to learn what love really meant, I've finally met my teacher
It's my prayer you be on the final page of my lifestory,
on mother Earth you would be a once upon a time of a happy ending
and even if they say happy endings are stories that aren't finished yet
I think they're a point the twist is beyond the understanding
of the mind behind the canvas and the quill,
beyond the reach of the perilous vivisection of the pen,
am going to love you until that unfathomable point, until half past forever
a quarter a mile beyond eternity, just ahead of happily ever after.
you're the ultimate treasure, this' the hunt that counts, am never saying never...
You're my motivation, you understand what I feel, and that's something
yet it all starts from something and builds to a tale to remember
it all starts from a January and before you know it it's December
it all starts from a spark and makes Ash of what was once an enormous ember...
you're a war I'd fight the universe to win,
a journey of a million miles and ain't about to surrender...
My only regret is I didn't know you when you were younger
so that I would have Loved you longer
in this lifetime, and this bond we share could be stronger...
and my biggest worry's the rest of my life might not be enough
for me to love you in the million ways I believe I can...
My deepest pain is even these words don't really say what I feel...
they're merely a construct my hopeless mind could make
of the turmoil in my heart and soul, for what I feel is more than what my mind can take

I am sorry
we met and for long savoured that fate
that you dared to happily ever after contemplate
I am sorry
it was so right for a while when we gobbled every mile
so much you thought it would always be but a smile
I am sorry
you expected so much from a heart with so little to give
I am sorry
I spoke about the sun and you heard of sunrise
I am sorry
I was meaning the journey but you thought of the destination
I am sorry
you hoped I would answer every question
sorry I plucked you roses and you didn't see the thorns
I am sorry
it wasn't a walk in the park or it was but the Serengeti
I am sorry
when I pointed to the clear night you felt it would never rain
I am sorry
I bathed you in pleasure and you forgot there's pain
I am sorry
I held you so tight you didn't prepare for when we drift apart
I am sorry
you swam to the deep end and coming out broke your Heart
I am sorry
you thought reality could be like the movies
where you forevermore enjoy the Angelic showbiz
I am sorry
you grew up way too soft but had to learn the hard way
I am sorry
our parting ways was too much a price for you to pay
but I am not sorry for the moments I confessed my affection
the many times I said I love you and you said it too
for there was a time, I swear this to you,
there was a time those words were so true

I swore I would forget about you
that I would pick up the pieces
and move on without looking back
that I wouldn't let you see my despondent tears
you didn't want to run back into my arms out of pity
so I couldn't look back even when it killed me inside
especially when I heard your suppressed silent sobs.
I promised to move on, to find someone else
fully aware we were bad for each other
and I tried, I've been trying since but without triumph
I gave you my word I wouldn't remember the osculation
for my moods had a fatality embedded in their oscillation
it was better for us to be as far apart as the constellation
judging from how much you implored me to forget your kisses
and foolish dreams as you referred, like you being my Mrs
and I obeyed even when my heart stopped me
it was what you wanted but I'm the one terribly haunted
I promised to always look the other way when we meet
albeit it was obvious I would still see you in my mind
you made me promise to block you and forget you existed
you ensured I did it no matter how much I resisted
I've tried to fulfil all but saying I'm succeeding would be a lie
missing you is all I've done since we said goodbye
we agreed to stick to the promises and creed
but I so much regret being party to such a cruel deed
we couldn't make it together,that I know
but it's breaking my heart even while oceans apart
and I can't stop wishing we had tried to sail a little more
we were bad for each other but I'm starting
to think bad was good enough and it's startling
how will I fall for someone else when haven't
even touched the ultimate end in the abyss of you?
why should I make more promises that I know aren't true?
we agreed to never open up closed chapters
that made us weep,I feel the tears were better than laughter.
so tell me then,how should I forget the only thing that will ever count?
why should I keep lying to myself when it's clear
loving you was, is and will always be the only thing I'm good at?

Don't ever tell me it's all over,
even if the clouds hover
Trust I would never tell when it'd rain
yet see raindrops rolling down my window pane
They say no pain no gain,maybe I'd gain from my pain
Who says tears can run throughout years?
Come on they'd probably dry in a matter of a few beers
And still,I hope the wounds would heal
completely for I loath wearing scars
Speaking of your eyes, think I would miss those stars
And I would never erase them from my mind
they give me a bearing without which I'd be blind
*How would I forget everything that mattered
Even if you had my heart crushed and scattered?
Believe me it's all true, to me it's all you
We've walked so many miles, it can't be all for nothing
Imagine giving up right now,losing what my heart craves
Aren't all our struggles worth something,
why'd we otherwise battle the waves?
The songs we've sung, the cuddles when the cold stung
The humour that made us jiggle,
hits that made you wiggle
The ice cream you cherish, the cocktails,the drinks
I've tried to imagine but I can't see us apart
I can't no matter how hard I think
For even if you go oceans away I'll still have you at heart
Come on, don't even contemplate ever saying goodbye
That will only imply the rest of my life's a lie
We've made too many memories together
I even wonder whether we'd have had enough at forever
Losing you would be losing a valuable treasure
A devastating loss,I would never find closure
You radiate beauty and serene to the human race
and without you my heart would be an empty place
*Never forget that, my life wouldg lose meaning
If I ever lost you,my globe would cease spinning
On the road of my existence that would be the last bend
And for all my travels that would be the end
I trust you, much as they caution against trusting perfection
Beyond the ocean floor, so deep is my affection

One of the hardest things in his life was explaining why he loved her,
it was like trying to explain the taste of water...
You know it, you feel it, you cherish it, but just can't place the right words...
the depth of his affection for her shallowed the ocean,
it was too deep even for him to understand how he got himself into such an endless abyss,
never the less, he would fall even deeper for her,
if he could do it all over again for she was worth every pain.

Will my Soul ever encounter its mate
or is it one of those that rendezvoused too late?

Nobody remembers the losers but not even a million years
will make me forget the passion and the tears
it was not just a game, it was totally hard work
albeit chances weren't capitalised besides the bad luck
You're one player who hasn't had it easy of late
but I hope you don't second guess yourself for the errors of fate
I have never shed a tear because of sport
but yesterday I did for your tears broke my heart
You may never read this, maybe you've seen worse
but as one of your biggest fans, I couldn't let these words pass
It's a pity about yesterday, when the best was not lucky enough
such cruelty, the game is sometimes unfairly rough
so I will always remember the tears after centuries
just as I remember that equaliser at Camp Nou
that you were among those who won at Munich
the emotions that day were equally unique
I wanted a repeat for you yesterday and truthfully
much as you didn't impact as much as the younger you would
at least you won them a chance to level it earlier
it was missed, maybe destiny played part or nerves
but I'll never forget that moment, the torment
No body remembers losers so I'm gladly a nobody
who will tell your side of the story every time I get the chance
it equally hurt, the win going the other way for the second time
it equally made my heart lose its rhythm and rhyme
but like Wenger often says, next time better
for failures often season the triumphs sweeter
Tell Diego he's wrong, colchoneros will always remember
the fight and spirit depicted until the fateful surrender
I will always remember.

It's not a thousand miles you should be afraid of,
It's easier to walk those than a mile away from love.
No matter how bad it hurts to stay
it always feels like the best choice on the scale of preference...
Love is the longest distance you'll ever walk,
sometimes even without barging an inch.

There Was A Long Month Called January
Which Filled All  with untold constrain and worry!
Tired of her scotching haze right from her beginning...
everyone ached for her end that was never beckoning
That Hell of A Long Month Called January

She was not sweet, neither was she sour...
She was pretty awesome, somewhere in between...
If she were to be compared to anything
I believe she was water...
incomparable to anything
but just pretty cool to drink...
I think..