If my devotion to work will bring me success,
I will not sleep until I see it coming my way.
I am obsessed,
Only if my hard work will pay.

How happy I turned.
A percel ,good looking and nice
My name embossed in bold
A surprise!
Nothing inside
But poured blessings
I was,
my day changed.

Always fighting to please my boss in cheers,
My eyelids were flaccid
Having poured tears for long
My only shirt was tasty
Salty for my tears,
My weak posture betrayed me,
Where third parties were,
He could force threads of concern,
"Are you okay?"
Not just uttering but in a soothing caring language,
It wasn't concern but to please guests,
"No,I contracted malaria."
I had to save his good nature,
And imagine in all my honesty,
He overworked me,
His tummy needed my food
His fields needed my weeding,
His cows needed my milking,
But worst,
HIS **** NEEDED MY *****
Yet in all these,
He had a wife,
He chased his shamba boy,to add mine salary
Which was a top up of my day's meals.
In all,I stood against poverty,
And tailored my life.

Always fighting to please my boss in cheers,
My eyelids were flaccid
Having poured tears for long
My only shirt was tasty
Salty for my tears,
My weak posture betrayed me,
Where third parties were,
He could force threads of concern,
"Are you okay?"
Not just uttering but in a soothing caring language,
It wasn't concern but to please guests,
"No,I contracted malaria."
I had to save his good nature,
And imagine in all my honesty,
He overworked me,
His tummy needed my food
His fields needed my weeding,
His cows needed my milking,
But worst,
HIS **** NEEDED MY *****
Yet in all these,
He had a wife,
He chased his shamba boy,to add mine salary
Which was a top up of my day's meals.
In all,I stood against poverty,
And tailored my life.

Before me is my ten Shillings coin
To be true, it is the only coin in my pocket
The only food i see
The only fees i see
The only dowry i see
The only money between me and poverty!

When i try to think,
I ponder over no positive cash,
I dream big money,
I dream good live,
I want a heavy truck,
I want a fast network Internet access
I want recreational facilities

But
I
Only
Have
A ten shilling coin.

In this vast world
I thank you by word
These people who chose to spend
And nuture talents that bend
For you knew
That there was something new
That could rot while fresh
Talents of the young,minds still fresh
Not enough to say
Attention you pay
Your time you sacrifice
Us you service
Broader even you grow
Your territories shall ever grow
The world shall worship you
Like for me I celebrate In a ewe
Just for my success to join you
To all poets in here
Let us remain to teach here
Comments that never cease
A good to defend case
Success in this field to achieve
And die to the archive
For the ever new
In the years,more or few
To know
You ever existed
And
Somehow touched someone somewhere

Awkward moment I face
Time hard to agree
I messed and it's a fact
Up and down I'm moving
To resolve it I must
Everybody is busy
Moving and heading somewhere
Perhaps I messed years ago
When my tongue slipped
And for once negative I uttered
Only to make the boys laugh
I was full in hope
I was fine
Everything was smooth
I hate recalling dark sides of life
Circumstances has forced me
This time my dry eyes
Are swollen in tears ...
Should I give in?
Should I press on?
.....
My friends show me pity
Which I hate
It is a taboo to lose a battle to me
I never lost before
I lack experience
I am inside darkness
I tried so hard to open my eyes
But still I haven't seen light
So I decided to close them
Perhaps I open them where there is light
.....
I am not going to die
I keep hope and love within me
One day it will be my testimony
That somewhat
Will transform somebody

He was so stinking
He drinks
And sad enough
He took my 300
To **** himself with
I may not be sorry!

The concentric circles
Of two within one
described by colours
And the colours have meaning
The outer circle shaded red
those who build the world located hear
They are poor
They work day in day out
They make a living out of sweat
Most have many children
Most uneducated
Most die of hunger
They do unpropotional kind of work
They work a lot but paid less
Success is imagination

The inner is yellow
This describes the better ones
They are intermediaries
They speak for the few
They give given orders
They earn
They are settled but still most are not happy
They still strive to impress their bosses

The innermost belong to the few
The tycoons and multimillionaires
The earn but do not work
They formulate orders to favor
They hate local and like abroad
They speak in tongues
For others to interprete
Their shade is green
They have years to die
They import doctors
They inspire in ****
These are the few,
They have their say
And they must be heard!

Live is not fair
On earth someone struggles to make ends meet
While the other struggles to frustrate the more
The stinky rich
Controls the world
Even if they are educationally down
Their money speak louder
Their stories spread like fire over dry grass
They are of joy...
I will still believe in this concentric circle and unearth even better stories .

Maybe life has given you a bright gem
The gem I work for day and night
The one that would turn soil
And make of it an oil
The oil that never a day spoil
Never spoil but smear the skin soft
Soft and your life turned a smooth
A smooth that in it a problem smothers
That which builds confidence
I call it a gem of life
Precious and important!
                  gem of life
Precious and important!

I went before a mirror to check my aching eye,
I never saw my face,
Instead I saw my brain.
It had a very ***** thoughts of the past,
My sinful youthy character was conspicuous!
Mountains and valleys I climbed and rolled ....
I saw money I wasted in grave arrogance and ignorance,
The abject poverty I created was vast,
Debts I owe the world,in my wreckage friendship that made me a living corpse,
I am withdrawn and I lost sense.
......................
Very fast I withdrew from the mirror ,
And took my gun to shoot my brain!?,
But oh ****!!!!
I just used the last bullet to shoot my ****** past!

I call it a venom
Highest and ranked
It kills better than bad poison.
The power of breakup
Heartbreak,
I pray it does not come again .
It brought stress in my life
It came with worse dreams
I fought with the unknown
I call it the power of heartbreak.

I curse it
That it may not befell anyone because if the pain I felt
It causes,I better stay without love to avoid heartbreak.
The strain of mind
The rhetoric questions
The waste of emotions
The blame
The excuse
The tiredness...
I hate it ,i hate it

From the mainstream and chest
A projection strong and important
Call it a hand,

No situation last
Be it good or bad
It just have a root
From the mainstream of life
And it works,
It propels confusion
In happiness or anger.
The strong survive
From the currents though.

My fingers is my formula
THUMB
I am the dominion ,gateway and key
Walk over the challenge to achieve your goal.
INDEX FINGER
I am the progress,just press on success is underway
*******
I am the smoothness you need,work hard,I will smother weeds and free your way.
RING FINGER
I am the stability and resources
Keep work and just achieve your goals of life .
PINKY
I am the youngest and accompanying sweet environment.
Never worry,recreation I give ,work smart.

Build confidence
Determination
Devotion
Sacrifice and in no time
You enjoy the fruit
Of your call.

Dear reader
I am here wondering
Have you for once taken time?
Taken time to think of yourself?
Do you know that you are perfect?
You make me happy!
Your face
Eyes
Good nose
Well shaped mouth
Thank God,you are perfect like Him!
Imagine all you think,talk and eventually write
Touch me
I find myself laughing.
They have impact,
Some get me off guard
And always make me conscious
I sometimes think they were meant for me
Some writing,come when I am desperate for them
Some bring my past alive
Some strengthens my heart and vision
They make me see the perfectness in you
So my wish
Write unending
I will read untiring
...
Faithfully yours
kfjnr
Kirui Frank Junior

you avoid me now,
tomorrow you need me,
you keep silent now,
tomorrow you wish to have a talk with me,
I am silent now ,
tomorrow I will talk .
but forget this not,
I am as happy as you may not think .
behind my struggling legs,
is a force of success approaching as fast.
so,blame me not.
laughter will meet us at the dining tables,
yet regrets will cut it short!
remorse will choose to take charge....
and I will shift to a bigger table ,
where no meal shall go a single phase ....
I don't plead for company ,
because I bleed from the rough coarse .
yes I am right,
and all I have said is correct.

The field was big
Covered by sheets that were green
It extended far and wide
The horizons were vast
I sat in the middle holding green grasses!!!
I was possessed by spirits unknown
I talked and hysterically laughed
There were no audience
There were no people
Perhaps the few crickets that jumped here and there
I was conserved and caged
I was lost and in deep distress
The day my life started afresh
The day my old me died!
I'm now found ,full of hope and attitude
Success is nearer than before .

Was it not true love dear?
Every time I saw you I saw love
Mornings were warm and evenings were cool
Your touch was my gold medal
I loved you and only you
Now feel it for me!
You have another man when I cry
I'm not crying for anything but yours love
I love you and I'll love you
Kindly feel it for me!

Stories are meaningful in life.the stories have a story teller.a listener and gossiper .
What is important is to listen and analyze them.
It is the gossipers that broke your heart
You cut my stories
I was meaning each and every one
After your silence
I was heartbroken
I lost track and the only one who cared enough
Took my lonely piece of heart
But my problem is
I fabricate the stories to tell her
But I have no will to share with her
I have no heart to share true stories any more
In short I have no love
But
You took it all from me
Kindly return some for me to give her
She needs it.

Two great minds
On each other they land
Each never knew the other
But they fought each other
The secret was kept
Not to let unconscious conscious
So there were two men
One a poacher
The other trader.

Trader:my friend, make me a sword,
My honey I give in return.
Poacher:ok,let us meet tomorrow.
(They part)
The trader was a liar
The poacher was a cheat
The day came
Each sent a boy to pick the items
Trader:(sent soil,smeared by honey,)
Received a wood carefully
Chopped and a sword
It looked.
Caught amazed
Just laughed at himself
Pocher:(sent the "sword")
Received the "honey"
Caught amused
Laugh at the haux
...
Again,
The poacher invite the trader
They go poach
The day was set
And it came,off they set
The bush rough,
Grass wet,
Poach on the lead!
Poach:(seeing an angry beast,)
My friend,the coarse has
Turned rough,come lead this
Shrubby path!
Trader:is it ***** or thorny?
Poach: *****!
Trader:I lead we go back home,turn
And follow me!
They went back home
The danger was evaded.
The liar and the cheat were clever.
The trader invited the poach
Come for this honey
we got to harvest
And he came
Trader:(climbs the tree,he realises
that there was a big snake
inside)
My friend,the bees are fierce
Come help me.
Pocher:is it smooth or sticky?
Trader:smooth my friend!
Poacher: come we go,we have to set
another day then
The clever men went home save
The liar lost,the cheat lost
They were clever.
The cheat invited the liar,
Come home for a meal!
That day he drank a cow!
And the friend arrived
A heavy lunch then,
Poacher:I have a problem,for years
This my cow has been sick!
What kind of sickness
This can be?
Trader:(taking his time,'staggering?')
If cows could take alcohol
I can say this one is drank!
......
The men laughed jointly
And the wisdom minds
Got them by surprise.

The liar and the cheater
Were the best wisdom
Of the time

If I can just dial success,
If I could text success,
If I could peep success ,
I could do it a millions of times,
Until it responds .
How I need it,
How I feel for it!
Nkt!
But I can't ,I just hope.

Body I slept,so I dreamt
I grew wings
my wings couldn't fly me
my best ideas couldn't hatch
my had work couldn't produce excellence
my steps could carry me anywhere
but all of a sudden
a whirling wind came
shook me and I shivered
my wings opened
it lifts me,
and I sore higher
my ideas hatched
my prayers were answered
out of despair to greatness.

Love is worth emotion
It's worth talking and sharing
Silence is a weapon to weaken love....
Money is not enough to make a real girl say honey
Money is not enough to make real love shutter
Money is not enough to make real lovers move on
And hang around with other guys. ...
No man is worth perfect enough....
But real love affects eternity.
If I ever touched your heart,remember I am still myself.
If I hurted you,think of how I did ...
Be real not fake
Jnr

I got a desire,
Burning me down,like fire
I got a feeling, like I may expire,
I feel to be ,a celebrity that may transpire,
I got a feeling burning within me!
But every time I try,
It backfires.
I retreat, I retire.
I got a desire,
I feel my hungry children,
I feel to get rich,
But everything goes wrong....
I got this dream,
I want achieved before i die.

DISAPPOINTED
Manfrankline K Junior

this time can't go,
for if it goes am done,
this way......
I need pay a diss,
I need bury this **** of obstinate
matter. ..
I need be freed from the law of
fragility,
and force my way the far,I could
go?!?!
but if my far was this,
then my children collect my angers
fragments 20 years down the line.
......
the difference shall remain the
same anyway, one way and the
only way.......
dissapointed

Up the ladder?
Be careful
A million are dying to climb
Some are wishing to pull you down
Many would wish that you fall
A sincere heart,rare though,is wishing you the best

If you are a celeb
Be careful
For in anger
You sacrifice a fan
And
Not enough though
Influence ignites
Influence against not for!

Wall cracking?
Don't share that story
Your enemy knows that .
Just correct and by surprise,
You get them off the odds!
They will fall,
To a folly trap
In your wisdom

Receiving curses ?
Reply good
Let people read none sense
In your sense
Be thankful for you will hurt them
They missed a point
They wanted a figtht ?
Give them peace !
They fail their mission

If life give you thousand odds
But only one reason good
Cling to the one
Linger the one in mind
Refuse the odds
And your missions
Will never fail.

Slow is the pace
Speed can be a mess
Care is the virtue!
To my friends

Happy happy happy
Happy happy happy
Happy valentines
Happy happy happy
Happy happy happy
Happy valentines
Dear lovers
.

I love reading
but I find weeds in all I read,
I uproot some,
I leave some to grow with the reads
sometimes I hate what I read,
but still I read them anyway.
at times I like them,
but though rarely ,I stop immediately,
beautiful are all the reads,
beautiful are writer's,
but the weeds!?!

Are you a friend?
A wolf
Or
A ****** sucker?
Your aim my money,
Your happiness,
When you get me well off
You kiss me tight
When everything is right
You say honey
When in my wallet is money
You say hi
When you think I'm high
Just get to know
That my heart is No
More a joke!
My mind You choke
You always leave it bleeding
I now go weeding,
All the suckers
All the parasites
All the untrue friends
The cheats
And
The liars
Are up rooted
I am now new
I am genuine
Faithful to myself
I
Am
In need
Of a true
Self coexisting
And a mutual benefiting friendship!
Defined by true love,
Sacrifice
Devotion
Love unconditional
And
Development!

This fact
And it is funny
You strike my mind
And warm my body
I get on my way to you
I just miss you like deadly
And soon to meet
Muscles energizes
And I need you badly
We do it
And
Ghosh...I said last time
Was the last time.
I gnaw my teeth.
Nkt!
Today was the last time
Today every time
Reminds me this painful term
"I said it was going to be my last!"
Maybe I hate it
Maybe I am confused.

It goes like this,
Over the holiday I met her
We shared before but she refused me
Over and over again
Calling me,
Texting me
I decided to "assist" her
Little did I know her ****** trap
Now she calls and text me
My stomach is boiling over her
"I am pregnant "
She says,
"And surely ,I conceived of you !"
She put worries in my life
A poor student I am
My academic status is wanting
She is still a highschool student
With no parents,but lions!
Where do I go?
What do I do?
This made me for once shake
I don't know!
But my hope beyond hoping,
My life come to normalcy!

It is crazy
To think like me...
I am laughing at my thoughts
I think of these things:
What if ?, Is the question ...

What if life had a pause,
Would you press it?
Would you get tired and bravely enough pause your life then later press it on?
I am wondering how many times I would pause mine

What if life has a refreshing button
Would you press it?
Would you mess and just refresh life and golden you turn again?
I am wondering how many times I would refresh mine

What if life had reverse gear
Would you reverse it?
Would you grow that when white hair grows you just reverse to your teenage?
I am wondering how many times I would reverse mine

What if life had a replay button
Would you press it?
That you liked an incident so much that you replay it daily!
I am just wondering how many times I would replay mine

What if life had an ending button
Would you press it?
That the problem you undergo is too big,and life is too tiresome,boring and you just end it.
I am just wondering if I would ever take my hand near that button!!!

Life is spiral ...
we rotate as we climb
same as we deteriorate
We miss steps and stumble
And pour blood
And hurt because we are human!

Life is a ladder
We need to lean it fast on a wall before we climb
Hands,eyes and legss
Should be proper to use.

Life is an equation
We need a rule
To solve it!

Life is perishable
We need a greenhouse
To mould it,
For its optimum performance
Is above the threshold of might
A man can.

Just tell me
What your problem can be
I am here to assist you
If to any point I can
I am here for you
I cannot recall how I made you upset
All of sudden you anger
Stoped talking,
Yet for long we've been happy
Great and lovely
Just share your story
I'm gonna care enough
I'm gonna show you great things
Things hidden in love.
Things that don't hurt anymore
Things that are great.
Just share your story!

Do I have to be a singer to be a poet?
I bet I should have lyrics
Lines that will for always be remembered.

Should I be a good lingua
I bet I should have my diction
Words that will always speak for me

Should people's character be reflected
I bet I should have mirrors
That will remind me of every human behaviour.

But u think;
Whatever makes a poet
Is the poetic tounge.

I fought a war so tough,
Kicking and throwing my fists in air,
I used knifes and pangas,
Clamps and rods,
My fingers were strong ,
My biceps were quick,
My brain was sharp...

I trained as hard,
Did as excellent ,
Worked in orderly program.
I thought I was excelling !

Finally ,
My battle for life grew weaker,
My muscles were strained ,
My brain was stained,
I resorted to die,
I accepted to loose.

Doing great from the start,
But I died,on the finish line.
I dropped out of way,
That is why ,I ask where loosers go,
I need to go there.

I am a crescent
                  Who adds me?
       That we make
                          a full moon!

who can train me?
I fear that which drain me
for many think to strain me
and at last I remind them to refrain from that
for in simple terms,it rains blood nowadays
men are constantly searching to drain pockets
but for real ,I need a genuine being to train me
to become a poet

Who am I ?
I hear you ask
A poor chap trying to mess his way to success?
A failure trying his luck?
A crab thinking a lot but writing nonsense?
I hope I am not sarcastic to make you fear me
I am just trying to figure out if I am that important for you to ask who I am!