Not even the filter could make
the pictures
as beautiful as the captured moment
we've taken many pictures trying to freeze happy times
years later we will refresh our minds
in case were old enough to forget
that it was worthwhile, with few regrets
arguments and fights, triumphs and plights
that they were three years of laughter and tears
of dares and cheers,discussions and chilling with peers
they were years of dissing and tantrums
Yet now, the unwelcome end patiently comes

In whatever you do, always put family first...
People come and go, like waves along the shore,
even the closest of friends and the deepest of loves...
Money comes and continues with the same road that brought her...
The glamorous jobs you find, someday you lose or leave behind.
But your family's always the first thing you set eyes on when you open
them at your dawn, the constant in the million variations through your life
the soothing words, the inspiration, the perspiration, the aspiration
the best intentions, the crutches when you're fractured, the
reinforcement when you're almost suffering defeat,
the light in your darkness, the smile in your frown, the high of your low
and probably the only presence beside you at your old age
let alone the last tear to bless your journey to the great beyond
at your grave... treasure every moment you
spend with your family and if you ever have to choose,
always choose family and while at it keep in mind that
great family are friends and great friends are family...

Ask me about Gulu,ask me about
the area associated with instability
ask me about one of the farthest towns
I was there,and clad in my red gown
ask me about clouds,I've seen them thick
ask me about whatever, just handpick
Karuma falls, their sprays of violence
savanna,swamps, what an ambiance
it was, how sweet the journey was
so secure a town, forget years of wars
the people,calm unless fray they must
ask me about the cost of living there
some of us couldn't dare bear
Ask me about Gulu town and I'll say
Go and prove,go see for yourself
How a town can be secure for sure
Go and see definitions of distance
go and stop associating it with resistance
ask me about straight roads in Africa, straight as a ruler
only hills and slopes reminding you they're roads
ask me for hell hot sun and the winter cooler
ask me about very volatile beads of tropical rain
and I'll tell you find it in Gulu,rivers of splash drain
ask me about tourist sites and I'll show you the route to take
informing you that the adventure to make
is to the north of the country if you haven't,I have
you might have not realised those are a people with love
ask me about places with trees from shrub to pine
ask me about Gulu and I'll praise it overtime
I saw no skeletons, bullets, no wounds or scars
they are only probably left in hearts or healed
the night sky dotted with patches of pregnant clouds and stars
even nature lives a serene life,the bottle of that history was sealed
Ask me for the reasons Uganda is the pearl
I've seen most,in the west,the East, now north,
for all it's worth
I only need to venture the south to astutely say I've seen them all

She was art and art was something he obsessed over,
A painting of the sunset hanging from a wall,
Colors ablaze, a fiery sky dipped in gold,
Captured on canvas, a moment to  behold.
She was a quiet resort far away, a tranquil escape,
Ancient engravings, in perfect size and shape.
Unearthed yet intricate pottery with patterns so fine,
She was the echoes of artisans from another lifetime.
She was a handwritten letter, each word a brushstroke of care,
A fragrant bloom, delicate and rare.
She was a vintage record, the soft crackle of nostalgia,
A seashell's whisper, a gala, a cultural memorabilia.
She was starburst in the night, a sparkle's gleam,
A clear flowing river, an artist's dream.
She was a fragment of a meteor's cosmic flight,
A glimpse into the universe's sheer might.
She was a mosaic of moments, a gallery of sights,
A constellation of dreams on endless nights.
She was the fragrance of rain on dry earth,
A treasure trove of memories, each one with worth...

Is when you find the love
you'd love to find

Maybe my vision is foggy cause of the tears
Or maybe you have lost it over the years
Either way its both hard in addition to sad
Walking away from "us" was a wrong card
Nothing can make me revert to that past
It only hurts to know I'm not happy seeing you cry
And feel I should guide you through that avenue I passed
It's reached a moment when everything's a lie
Especially when it's coming from your lips and heart
Two things that didn't give a **** when you threw me to the dirt
I gave up on being the guy who is always loving too much
I even surrendered my crazy true love search
Maybe I'm over reacting or maybe I should be more exasperated
Picturing the despair I swam through whilst I regretted and hated
Life believing going through such Hell was what was fated
That ceaseless agony was the constant destiny had dictated
Rolling back to the day you left I think you don't deserve forgiveness
After all you deserve everything for you left me in a big mess
They say anger is a poison, you shouldn't have returned
You're all but a shadow that made me hide in caves
My heart and soul were slaves, so I buried the broken pieces in graves
There's no more digging, there's no more digging you
I refuse to be the old me, even if I ain't new
Just move on in your circles, fight your fights and face your nights
Fed up with being driven crazy, go fix your headlights
Your freedom is actually the reason for your chains
You gotta learn that much is sacrificed to survive emotional pains
You know I've seen enough, even before you life was tough
I was wrong to believe I deserved another chance to be happy
With someone who could make me laugh
Instead I should have just donated my time or bought a puppy

There's a deficiency that's hurting my mind
A serenity I'm seeking but just can't find
but I'm still searching for it though it's an onerous task
I'm looking for palms that can massage emotions
which is not too much from nature to ask
or an unrealistic expectation and a fantastic notion
I'm looking for a caring pulse to motivate my heart
to beat again since it halted from ingestion of excessive pain
I'm looking for an eye that will obviously see my scars
but find them beautiful for they represent the many times
I've stood up when I tripped and badly fell
and the wounds I've tended to till they healed
I'm looking for someone who will appreciate
how far smiles walk to reach my gloomy face
and the fight they put up to create ripples
which consequently bring the changes in the place
I'm looking for someone who has dreams but knows actuality
one who will hope for the shores but surf with me across
the ocean of life,someone who will find content in my reality
I'm looking for fingers that will forever lock with mine
a long life commitment, don't come along if with you forever isn't fine
I'm eager for one who can see right through me to witness
and appreciate the wilted garden that lies within
a vast garden which can flourish again if adequately watered
by honest affection and trustworthy care
I'm looking for a just fine person,not a perfect angel
I've had less from this life that I can't ask for that much
I'm asking for someone who'll give me second chances
because I'm bound to make mistakes, being a novice,
a debutant in a field where I have played but a game
I can take the blame all the same, but I need  
someone who won't quickly opt for the evict notice
cause I'm looking to settle,
so I want a lifetime lease in a heart for rent
I'm the incomplete one that needs the one to complete me
looking for feet that dream of cars but can walk
a Mouth that has room for silence albeit the talk
I'm looking for strength, a "for better for worse"
a sweeter story than single, a blessing not a curse
a love that will be ornamented by sizzling friendship
which will endure past stinging thorns and roughing waves
through long dark tunnels and dump flying fox pellet filled stinking caves
well aware that life is a drama,a play written by karma
yet hoping for someone with whom to write the sequel of my amour
and make a beautiful set of books of tales of loss, endurance and victory
a simple story of holding on through thick and thin,
not necessarily a breathtaking romantic piece of history
for I prefer to live in the heart of the one I deserve
in a mortality to a melancholy immortality in the mind of eternity
I would rather be loved in my life than be remembered when I'm a gonna
I want to fall apart and make up,to taste the tears and laughter
'cause no road is all smooth and no rough but the road to hell
and no story is calm all through, not even a fairytale
so if you're out there,aware life is a variegation
with varying patches of perfect imperfection,
that the Sun is cool at dusk and dawn but there are times it incinerates
pestilentially like larva emitted by an erupting volcano
then I'm looking for you,you should know

Choose Your heart
over your
mind
no matter
the kind
of resultant hurt.*
The Heart knows why,
You don't have to
understand.

Heartless is something I'd be without this Heart
But peaceful too because I'd be free of this Hurt

When you can't rewind the clock nor re-walk the talk
When you can't retouch her heart nor erase it all... the hurt
When you can't order the sun to come again & you're stuck midst storming rain
When you left so much distance between you couldn't re-cable the train
when you can't re-stroll along the boulevard & it aches really bad
when the soul's in need of spring but the melancholy does winter bring
When you can't repaint the art of romance
when you can't ask for another dance
When you're thrown into a trance because you won't get another chance
When the days are pitch black like the dark
When you can't move on yet you can't move back
When your trains gone off the trucks & your once smooth heart's full of cracks
When you're caught up recollecting the shards
but you badly want to eat your words
When you finally realise beans don't taste so bad
neither does swallowing your pride,
when your Mind died soon as your lips lied
When your visage is teary and blurred
When you're thirsty for affection yet can't even attract a single moth of affection  
Because the illumination in your soul's extinguished
When you're so starved & anguished When the romance blooms are painfully consumed by the cankerworms of doubt
When all songs seem sung and all poetry written  
When you're tired of dying inside and want it all out
When you can't even define reasons for your fallout
& you want to manacle your thoughts to stop them from running about
When you're bleeding a lot and nobody cares
when you need to be nursed but nobody dares
For who can nurse a wounded wild beast
Instead of watching it die and have a feast?
When everyone knows you're a heartless lion
And none offers you a warm chest to lie on
When you're forced to pretend that you're fine
because it's impossible to verb the pain
For the ache is beyond what speech can explain
When you're actually dying inside
& you want nobody to know because only nobody understands
When you want to rewind time and rewrite the story
but "That's impossible" says karma, "I'm sorry"
When no amount of liquor can uplift
& loneliness is your nature's daily gift
*When the dawn seems totally gone & you finally realise no body can love you the way she did
Not even she herself... for the affection was so intricate
& so out of the galaxy even she can't replicate
When you wish you would run away from your own memories
For they have burnt your emotional calories
When you're the epitome of melancholy and allegories
Of a perfect story of a love that was promising
When she's the only thing you can't stop reminiscing
That's the day you should ever say you understand how I feel
For you would have tasted a little of the heat in my shoe and burn on my heel

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

Seated here in a dark room
Like a bride turned down by the groom

I'm here conjured in my imagination
Trying to figure out what is or what will
Be, but still it doesn't answer every question
I don't know what your heart needs to heal

I'm here by my PC typing on my phone
Because It's new and it'll take time to learn
While my mind is taking on a new form
Dripping sweat looking for the best words it can

Call it speech that will seep in through the cracks
And touch every painful spot wounded by your past
Listening to Lana Del Rey hoping to find the words in her tracks
Some kind of soothing spell I can cast

I'm here imagining holding you close to my heart
Here thinking that one day you'll learn your sad is mine
Here sharing your pain even though I can't trace your cut
I'm here in darkness and missing you my shine

Her mother lied, spun the horror of reality into a beautiful tale,
Of perfection and grandeur, painted calm from storm and hail
She always whispered, "My princess, you're beyond compare,
With a big heart like yours, love will always be there."

But lies dripped from her lips, painting a mirage,
A portrait of non existent affection, like a flickering collage.
She claimed that men would **** for eyes that bright,
While truth hid beneath the surface shrouded in night.

Her mother lied that men would scramble for the warmth in her arms,
that her smooth and silky hair carried with it fairy charms
She blinded her to the grotesque of reality she had seen
and masked her from the sweet stench of where she had been

Her mother told her that hips like hers made men want to stay
that the man for her wouldn't show up just for a roll in the hay
her mother showed her how ugly she looked with a frown
that her smile was for a queen, and she should never let go of that crown...

the only truth her mother told her was to forever be down to earth
and to never ever let anything or anyone undervalue her worth
for whatever life would turn out to be years later
She would always remain her mother's daughter....

You'll find Him in the house of prayer
and when wondering on the road of sin
in your future, you'll find Him there
He was with thee where you've been
You'll find Him in thy realities
And even in thy thoughts and dreams
He'll see thee through fatalities
for He hears even thy silent screams
He'll be with thee in the battlefield
weeping the innocence getting killed
when thy enemies draw their swords
He'll  be an invisible armour and shield
You'll find Him on the knot of the rope
of hope, convincing thee not to stop
believing there'll be a better tomorrow
when you're drunk drowning in sorrow
He'll be with ye in thy desolation
when incarcerated and in isolation
At thy departure till thy arrival
He'll be thy comfort and survival
for He says He came for ye sinners,
to turn saddened failures into winners
When thy faith is but ashen embers
because ye feel nobody remembers
He'll lift thee higher for He's salvation
An answer to each and every question
Ye just have to ask and thee shall be given
knock and doors open, repent and thee shall be forgiven
Seek and thee shall find, He's one and the most kind*
When thee breathe He'll be the breath in the air
He's with thee right now... He's everywhere

You are too far away to embrace
am all out caught in the cold of loneliness
and your arms are my only home

It burrowed through her heart like a scared mole
sending ripples of pain straight to her soul
disbelief clogged her eyes as she watched discombobulated
by a lot of images strange and very unrelated
the air smelled of rose flower which scent didn't fit the moment
for her skin was weaved in piercing thorns of torment
her mind was a rim spinning contrary to the globe
as a dull alien sensation throbbed beneath her lobe
she could smell blood as vivid as it tested coppery
and her sky blue eyes turned bloodshot and teary
so much for an adventure she thought
she couldn't place her position in her congested mind
yet she had none but little strength much as she fought
she perspired yet it was darker than sunny
as she regretted focussing on the destination ,not the journey
Entering her vintage car was all she could remember
for her brain was roasting worse than a burning ember
it was like going through hell head first
made worse by the itching sub Saharan thirst
she mourned and cursed but after a time passed
she realised her agony was eating her voice
and instead ******* whispers leaving her no choice
but silence for she was suddenly voiceless and dumb
she tried to lift limb after limb but all were numb
she couldn't even blink as much as she couldn't think
serpentine tears crawled out her chilly visage
yet she could hardly scratch
All she saw was a blurry  image
like she'd taken too much scotch
Had she? Had she tried to drink away her pain
****, the steering pressed into her chest
squeezing her heart, bruising her breast
the agony,despair and pain was driving her insane
she suddenly remembered every detail as the car heated
she was escaping from reality whence she cheated
Did she really think few bottles of bitter wine
would fix her mistakes,that drunk she'd feel fine?

As secrets whispered through its flow,
The world around me began to glow.
In nature's embrace, I found my peace,
Where worries and troubles began to cease.

The wind, a gentle caress on my face,
Whispering secrets with its soft embrace.
Carrying stories from lands afar,
Reminding me of how connected we are.

The sun, with its radiant smile above,
Illuminating the path with warmth and love.
No longer seeking solace in the moon's light,
I basked in the day, shining ever bright.

The river, a companion in tranquil grace,
Its hushed waters reflecting nature's embrace.
A silent witness to the tales untold,
As its currents carried memories of old.

In this symphony of earth and sky,
I felt a oneness that made me sigh.
The wind, the sun, the river's song,
A reminder that we all belong.

So I embraced the touch of the wind so mild,
Smiled back at the sun, like a cherished child.
And in the river's hush, I found solace deep,
A connection to nature's secrets to keep.

We were foolish to judge the sky by the stars
to believe each other without a doubt
to forget the wounds and play blind to the scars
to take on emotion with a silent shout

we were crazy to ignore caution
and foolishly get overtaken
by flooding electric emotions
compromise the mind and have reason forsaken

We were mad to believe we'd not end
that we would just flow like springs
that the rivers of our affection wouldn't dry or the roads bend
that we'd always have the warmth passion brings

We were insane to trust each other so deep
with treasures like Hearts and promises we couldn't keep

I don't know whether to be glad or sad
that sometimes it's easy yet sometimes it's hard
I don’t know whether to be amazed at how how well I wear these scars
for I wear them better than a clear night wears the stars
I don't know whether to pat myself in the back for finally having the courage to leave
or for the strength in me still telling me to stay a little longer,
I don't know whether to smile or to grieve
I don't know whether to be selfish enough to understand
that the wreckage of our affection cannot be salvaged
or just stay in your cold shoulders hoping that someday we'll drift to the shores...
It's heaven when it's good, but the hell of it has burnt my heart to ashes
and yes, our love is a cat, 9 lives but I am weakened each day that passes
I don't know how to live without this soothing pain you cause me
but maybe beyond the pleasure of a life without you lies a pain worth hurting for
So today I say no to the fear of losing,
I am taking back the kindness you're abusing,
We've fought all the wars it takes to find peace, I am fed up of bruising
you're my addiction and today I have quit using...

How will I forget the much I remember?
How...
How will I burn the past that's clogging my now
And stop it from misting tomorrow?
How will I let go of the knot I'm holding on to?
How will I forget about everything
especially how you beautifully sing?
I guess I'll never know, just like you'll never understand.