I hope you all live enough
To leave at your desired time

But if you don't
Be happy you lived
Or along the hails and tales
You got loved

Even though the world never did
Not a day

People dont even know
it hurts to hurt someone who cared for you
it hurts when reality kicks in and loose the presence and care she gave you
nothing hurts than this
people dont say it
they only tend to guise with being a *******
the boy is hurting

Nothing hurts more than this
you scroll down the bin,
looking for those pictures you and her took
You being the trash you had shredded them
Your new girl nothing near your victim
She is trying but still the girl is too far from having a niche of your heart
You end up hurting innocent souls in search of replica of that girl
Never to meet one

You decide to say sorry
Too bad she just got her firstborn
Her hubby flying her out of country
The boy ends up on his local joint
One tot after the other

Nothing hurts nor pleases him
He died long time
They just nickname him *******

BUT THE WORLD PAINTS HIM AS A LOOOSER
WITH A CAPITAL L IN ITALIC GOTHIC BOLD FONT

Maybe one time
One more time
I meet death
I will have two to four quizzes at hand
Will it answer

I will try to make it get drunk
To get an honest answer
But if i fail
I will be dead 😢

Sloooooooowly we grow old
We grow odd
Never to have same taste as before
Before the rise and fall

Few stories for our grands
Packets of cigar
And an archive full of beer
A jug with withered flowers for our dear ones

Tots
Wishing for ****
Wishing for a rematch with our younger self
Maybe we didn't enjoy well

A black dog wags ts tail
A cat on ts tail
Maybe I should be reincarnated to be a goat
Always to make people celebrate me

The sun sets
No friends to drink with
Maybe ts right ti stay young forever

"I will be young again"
I told myself

On any day
She puts her heart on table
With fork i would poke
Hurt she would get
With the bleeding hurt
She would hold tight on cold nights
Never to worry on her demise

She loved too much,so she died too much
They re'd the eulogy

What did you hope
What did you anticipate in your adulthood years
Women,money,respect and leisure??
I know you're sad
But what is life

Maybe we living lives we never wanted

Take a sip
Taste how life is on the other side
Maybe youve today
Maybe tomorrow
Be drunk and forget all your troubles

Silly world
His problem sat there chatting
"Let him get drunk,he will be sober in the morning"
Problem waited for him to wake-up

We are on our joint
Few beer clicks and new rolls of joints
No sound other than the lighter and glass squeaks
40 min passed
Noone to bring in the talk
They were too tired

What next??
Go back home or live under the sun

They re'd a book
I don't remember the name
But the love was forbidden
Little by little they fell for characters
Fell for each other
Never to realize they were from different world's

Time caught up with them
But death didn't

They threw their hearts in sync
Hoping one would catch each other's
Just like yesterday
She never wanted love
Only for his heart to hit the ground
He was not hurt
His heart too

Maybe they never loved each other

When town starts to feel good at night
Heaven isn't your place anymore
Maybe thats your calling
Or devil issa your colleague

Doesnt matter blud
Live
Coz we will all
Once leave

Hey
We will grow old
Little things we saw odd
Will be our sorce of happiness
Time holding us on harness

We will wish to be young again
To escape the pain
Just like rain
Never to go back again

We tried, didn't we?
Even when neither of us
understood what for.

She writes her text
Full of love
To her lover
Few emoji to be catalyst to her heavenly love text
Wish she saw her man then

On his 14th cup
He held the baldy girl as trophy
Never to answerr the text
"Goodnight i love you, am sick"he replied

Hey
We will grow old
Little things we saw odd
Will be our sorce of happiness
Time holding us on harness

We will wish to be young again
To escape the pain
Just like rain
Never to go back again

Am home
Ts 2002
Kibaki just got elected
Few cry out of not getting moi milk anymore
Here am
7 year old kid

I only wanted my belly full
A ronaldo haircut
And a praise from my crush

Beeer glasses clicks
Mouse clicks
Her previous night click
She clicks

"That was just an one night stand"
Mind bellows
But her heart blows
Strokes tickled her heart
Maybe she never knew hearts get stolen in bed

Slowwwwwwly the music became too intimate
Life became too intimidating
Few love songs
Load of sad songs

They never had a straight playlist
Parallel as their relationship
But time made them miss each other
They now reminisce with memories; time was up

wine glass on the table
life on display
love on play
few knowing the game

most strolling home with no hope
maybe we were meant to live and die

she walks home
aint home
just few hoods and my odour in the hood
she missed her home
she believed i was her home

few sips on her syrup wine
she calls me
"do you believe in love"
drunk me
yet to reply

maybe i do believe on weekends
yet to master love on weekdays

"there is tomorrow, dont live for today"
they remind us
we walk home
thinking over what tomorrow holds

sharp knife on an innocent life
or a jubilant face of a gladiant who fought for people
a kid home without parents
a grandma on her 90s no grandkid to tend her
all dead
in the name of fighting for tomorrow

ts tuesday
that what we believe
tomorrow ts wednesday
we will wed it nevertheless

where will you be tomorrow

They lied to us
We lied to them
Old men and women of pur society
Lured them to voting for a youth like us
We call them;people of this city

Budget box at hand
Sledge hammer on our heads
No flour to soar our throats
No caffeine to flatter our heads

kids on their tattered uniforms
Parents on their torn overalls
City still crazier
Maybe we voted thieves on midday

She folds the note slowly and carefully
Just as how she did 10 years ago
This time
I was the one giving her
Proud face she wore, maybe i never realised her love before
Turks it on her sleeve

"Dont get married yet ***
Get kids
Dont worry am their great grandma
they will be happier with me"

maybe gradma was right

Few shops on sight
Two coffee shops as they stood 10 years ago
Three old men playing chess still on sight
Nothing changed in my countryside
But i changed

Few beards
Three kids
And a good life
Yet to have a good wife

still dog barks
that never changed

Grandma smiles
Few teeth on display
Daamn just years ago she was a damsel
Time took her beauty
But her innocence shouts for a notice in her eyes
She still wore her love for me since 1990s

Maybe i will never meet one like her
Not in this generation
Maybe afterlife

she stook short
tall her
who never any help from grandpa
be it plumbing to carpentry
she now walks on tiptoe

time really changed
but love for her never changed

Human emotions are the most fervent.
It could be love for a day and hatred for another.
Love is captivating,
And hatred distrupts the mind.

When people emotions are intertwined
They lose their perceptiveness
Then,
It will be hard to have the world in one's mind.

In this ruthless life,
I've met some people i disdain.
With them, i only talk about business
I never spoke more than i need to.

After a long time,life got boring.
But after we met
The  people and things i've met were quite interesting
Since i have tasted this interesting life lemme be

In the past, when i closed my eyes,
I just thought about having survived another day.
Ts a profit
Whether i will be dead or alive tomorrow will all be upto God

Now,when i close my eyes,
I think about this person and that person

  Truth is  if i wanna live a different way
I dont need to wait until my next life

ts dawn
am used to sun on east
now here am stranded
ts rising from west

"does it even matter??"
i tell myself

remember the girl i told you about
she is not like you but she is alittle more like you
she is chocolate
i know we tend to coffee but you will lover her

i thought about
maybe i should marry her
i should make you meet her
as am writing this she is here

i know aint a filial grandson
but i brought you gal

"after today, will there be another day
will i wake up with you for a day
i know ts selfish but will i be your day
just watching me on dishes or on clitches?
but hope this wont be the last day.
whats your say",she asked as she sipped mojito

i smirk and look onto the moon
no stars tonight,it may rain
that how we believed

"maybe i will be the moon
watch me every month
everyday everynight
tell me all your subdues
but i wont be within your reach"

slowly the drunk me strolled back home
never ever to see her
maybe she became a comet

"i hear you write about beautiful women,
should you not write about me??
am i not like those city gals
or am i too old for a lovely poem
maybe my eardrums wont hear the rest of the poem,
but remember to say "my wife"
thats what i to see and to hear too"
grandma tells me while we on video call
shes 112years old now
but she is one who loved me since i was 1

i never replied her
i just nodded
she never knew how happy i was to be his hubby

brought out paper and pen
words came in my world

Hey
have you ever seen me back 2006??
Sounds far
And i know we been acquintance for several months
But i wish you met me then
I was the boy
Life was the man

After all i was romantic
Necks broke when i asked for a hand
On my dreams though

There's a hill down from a certain stream before you head to nkubu
"A sturbon hill"
Stands tall while short
Makes the cars have heavy breath

That where my grandpa chased his first mzungu
With his panga and a bow
Till now he sees himself as an assasin
Even though he died🥹🥹

I wished for the time to pass
But i forgot it was my life

And i will be here
Only this time🥹🥹

He wrote on a paper plane
"She is gone
Just vivid memories of her and I
Only moon knows"
Threw it away to the 'sphere

Paper plane came back
But his lover never came back
Sad him everyday
The guy who smiled overlay

the yellow rays of sunset
found them just as love found them they were lovers
since days of diapers and creo
along the way
books took their old self away

the boy now wanted to hove around with hoes
he always thought thats the way to mans
enjoyment
the girl was sick of him she went for his uncle

they meet on christmas eve now
time really went too fast

"i will grow old someday
how will i look
like my uncle??
No*!
cant be a brew lover
like my grandpa?
No *!
i will always be faithful to one woman"
the boy used to remind himself as he grew up

dont know what happenned
but
both his grandpa and uncle
now warns him
they think
he went too ******* himself

"if you ever meet old me
greet him
if you ever meet young me
show him a video
of old me"
he bluffed before knocking out
the boy had lost his life saving touch

"i will grow old someday
how will i look
like my uncle??
No*!
cant be a brew lover
like my grandpa?
No *!
i will always be faithful to one woman"
the boy used to remind himself as he grew up

dont know what happenned
but
both his grandpa and uncle
now warns him
they think
he went too ******* himself

"if you ever meet old me
greet him
if you ever meet young me
show him a video
of old me"
he bluffed before knocking out

the boy had lost his life saving touch

they wanted a hero
they named him hero from the word go
The kid had hopes for the whole village
His mom thanked God till she aged

he grew up
robin hood of western
hong kil **** of asia
rensponsibility on his slimmy shoulders
knowing he will leave tomorrow

he lived for people
he died for the people
they say
never to reach their expectation

he did hung himself on the city walls
eventually walls had ears
hero never became the villain

i just met a depressed woman
she just pretends sickly strong like a man
never to realise she's human
and she got a lifespan

she smiled at walking dogs
giggled at swirling cars
her mind was not her's
she was living for tomorrow

At 20
she was all alone
she was lone
she wolf they say
random laughs and love
never to let in someone in

now she met me
am too sad to say
i wish i met 2 year old her when she was in mud
making her mom mad
she was to hard for me now

she turns off the lights
she turns me on
irony right
though she was a beauty even without light

marriage cert on the table
us and bed
us till the end
we did swear with a raised bible

night is still young
but my instincts reminds me-i owned her now,she owned me either
says one salah as I check bend hinges
will say sorry to them tomorrow

lemme throw my phone away
coz here she comes
her curvy and bossomic ****
saying this and that

bye 👋 she will be my death

Everything is on God's bill
They say
How happy are the poor
Bible says

Does it really work in real life?
Coz I only see groomy beggars
Thought they were always happy
But but
Am alive
Breathing and smiling
That's on God's bill

I take whisky too
On God's bill too

Along the path we call life
As we walk
We make loads of mistakes
Some worth done
Others sounding us like sugar beet☹️

When evening comes
We look upon our duvets
For a whole warm comfy hug
When did we become the bug🥹

😅😅nothing betters sunset 🌇
on a beach....
Two whisky by the ribs,
notepad open ready to spill sonnets....
Not to forget belalim mk song playing on background..

It's On a weekend son
Where will you fold the sun at??
Where will you open the letter from the moon??
As for me
Don't ask
😅😅😅

There's a joint am used to,
Sells monkey tears for wine
I'll be there, just call me🤤

On 30th gulp
He looks at his listener
No
There was no one on table nor the bar
All was left was few empty glasses and tired looking waitresses
Not to forget unfinished whisky on his table 🥹
All along he was talking to himself
He was alone
"you'll regret when gone"
He remembers her last words
Urge to reply back helms
He just whispered
"you were right, I regret
But I'll be sober tomorrow and I'll forget about you😅"

She had hopes hanging on his shoulders
Few things she asked for
Time, love and attention
Never to get one😨
She hated love and life
He was her muse
She was his ruse
Cheating was his thing
Forgiving him was her thing
Until rousy dreams turned nightmares
No love was left
So she left
"You'll regret later" she said as she left
He regrets ma'am 🥹

We will get old
Don't know when,
But we will.
Just like how we all miss our childhood
Will we miss our youth times??
Just asking
Coz I stopped scribing my diary
When I went independent
Will I miss or maybe will I smile☹️☹️?

We had families we grew up with
We have families we live with
And there's family you will die with🥹
Don't know why,
But we will miss families we grew with most
Coz we all live to die
We here to watch our life movie
Have you found the family to die with,
If I may ask son😁🧐😨??

I want to smile on camera
And call God
Remind Him as I show him
How happy am
Elon musk got no starlink in heaven too bad

Want to read the first two verses and feel Israelite
Want to be prophet
Want to get home and meet an angel on doorstep
With a new mission or good news

Too bad
Am a villain
Hopes of reaching heaven or seeing God dimming
"Is this the same guy who had such dreams?"He would ask