'''"Grandson,  do you see the moon??
I used to date it not so long ago
So give me enough respect
Don't brag coz of these barbies of yours"
"Which moon grandpa😳😳😳??"
Once asked him
"Is there any moon brighter than her😳"
Saying while pointing at my shy grandma
Maybe I have my grandpa genes in me🥰😂'''

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🥹🥹

Others crave for money dust
She craves for the ultimate touch from him
She is ready to pay the price
But he never needed all this
He only wanted the usual gal
Who used to ask where to *** and when to see🤤

Maybe he never ordered premium type
Now he only postpones days🥲🥲😮‍💨

Cheers to us
Who  always cuss
But wake up healthy
Till we ask God why
Us

Cheers to God
Don't know which day is yours
Saturday or sunday, its all yours
Coz I breathe on both
Thanks is all I can say 😊😊

I miss floodlights
Not how beautiful they are
They were
They will be
But how beautiful you were under them
Chin up twisted lips
🤤closed eyes
Anxious adrenaline ready to bounce on my poor shabby lips
Bad thing
We now greet each on Twitter after winter🥱🥱

"What's your flex😳😳??"
"What's your flex😣??"
He repeats
All my life
I was a wanderer
Here and there
Money was my thing
Girls were my co-living thing

But I saved 4 people with my clumsy love
The door opens☺️☺️☺️
Go home
Go save others with love

Walking down the stairs
Maybe that's how I will walk in wedding aisle
But I treat love as an a**hole
Maybe that's how I will walk down to heaven gates
Shirt tucked in
Innocent look Isaac aside 😂😂
Hope it's heaven not wedding aisle I will walk in😔🥱🥱

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

"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

she loved me
for being me
she loved my beard
things now are bad

On her diary
He was the knight in armour
Her blushy cheeks as she wrote him
Spoke it all
Ear to ear grin

They never knew on bad days she wrote it on rainy day
Days when, he had a peck with her assy neighbor
He wrote romantic poem on her p😮‍💨
Only diary cried😂

She loved me all way through
I made a scene
She forgave my sin
Unlike other gals
She never created walls
But i had a rough heart
They told her, am the forbidden art
Few touches
Glamour of submission knocks
But she dared me for a kiss🥲🥲

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

She is the guitar string that stings once in a while,
But got that rhythm that hymes ears with sweet hymns😊😊😊😊

This is for those going home
"I know,it's not your dream home
But you are not alone.
Be happy,
Just be shy with life,
Assume it's your first date with life"

For us
We here to motivate you,we won't let you die😊
Ain't angel Israeli

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

I know
You want to see your best picture
Plastered on my dp
Mamaa

You will get tired of sitting there soon
Coz you are meant to have a cosy home
In my heart
Not a hut on my dp

How funny Love is😹😹😹

I once thought I could be as great as sejong the great
Read all history books and brochures
Never ending poem love
Came in like a wildfire
Geek life got fun
I could fry them all in a pan
Out of nowhere I became Solomon
Started to admire the moon
Night became more beautiful

At the end of the world😔😔...
let's take a picture like this...
save it on clouds ...
restore it later.....
on streets of heaven let's meet🤫🤫🤫....
we kiss for once,
for both of us and for eternity

I want to sit out there in the darkness
Create an illusion
Of you and I dancing under the rain
But there is no you 😢😢😢
And I don't plan to have you😂
Coz the night moon
Reminds me of my lost lover
Don't know why but nights now smell like her
Though I never had her 😢

Do you remember that fantasy?
Your dream girl, dream life e.t.c?
We all had that
Some of us we met the gal we fantasised of,
Not the life we dreamt of
But we may as well fantasise it with our fantasy girl🤤
Kisses on rainy day,done
Beer on a sunny day sunday
Romance on balcony
Hope you meet your fantasy girl soon son-dude😅😅

Sometimes am so down that I think of counting flying moths
Then I remember same happens to my life months
Stand up dusts myself off
Sit on usual state of life; computer looking at me with a sorrowful face
Starts by naming my code my worst ex I had
Type furiously as if am killing the mode
Then wait till fingers tingle and stop coding
If it does run😂😂😂😂

I miss my childhood
Just as how
I will miss my teen and youthfulness
When I get old
Waiting for unkown small kids call me grandpa
Pat their heads
And remind them, how my younger days we only had lantern

Will they believe,when I tel them I attended Jesus birth and death in one year😅😅😅

Wake up
And face the reality
We all dreamt of good things
Its time we saw how ***** world is
Pen to cleaning the pen
Its time
To add a little ketchup on your resume

If it doesn't seem right
Am sorry,no day the world will be right 😮‍💨🥲

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

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

10 to 15 years down the line
Don't know when
But we all kicked lifundo for the last time with our childhood friends
As evening came
We bragged who will get the knife before the other
We didn't realise,
We were on wedge of ending our childhood🥹
We were happy to be adults,
never realising we will live lives of dots😨😨
How sad

Am learning something new....
Time seems to be learning something new too 😔😔😔..
Are we classmates Mr time??...
Or we attending same course😂😂😂???..

I just wana tease you
Till you ask for it
If you don't
So be it😆😆
I will just watch Tom and jerry

Maybe one day
He'll realise childhood
Is a romantic movie
turns horror as you grow

We bound to grow
We on time borrowed
We here now
Next comes the end

Hope things I didn't cherish
when I was a kid
he will
Mistakes I made
he will dodge

Another replica of my own life
Is all I worry😰

I want to write my own life story so plainly😂😋
Never to skip one nor two things
Enough for you all
To ask for a copy
A movie like life🤭🥱

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

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

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.

'''Am standing on the rooftop
Soft spine whisper
"you don't have to watch the whole city alone anymore "
My head turns around
My man down there turns on
Women with soft voice and rousy cologne will be my death
But this time no-one is around😔
I guess am getting love sickness
I look at the moon and laugh'''

She wrote on her time line
"Am strong woman...blah blah"
met me on winter
When cold evenings was norm
Flirt was the anthem

Walls crumbled down
She was never strong for attention
She never lived to her name nor tml
Where does she go from here🤭😂

Saw a cosmetic ad pod
"Men have skin too"
Now here am
Watching the game
Heineken brings in an ad
"Men drink cocktail too"

Just as it is
"Men too are kids-they love *******"😂😂🤤

After this
Maybe
Being online will be fewer
Cuddles will be more
Flirts becomes a no

What happens after that??.
I'll be home sipping coffee
With a thick human being
All you can do is clap for me😂

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

'''"What makes you write poems?? "
do I have to answer that?
She said all poets undress gals with there sonnets
She thinks poems turns on skirt wearing humans
She doesnt know poets are ugly human
With sweet words
Carrying a dictionary of lies
They may write they are dead
But they are still writing'''

We were too close
To realize
We lost the way
What was in front of us
Was just a mirage

Hopes we had
Expectations became void
Another story to avoid
It was just a gamble game

Told you not to have deeper thoughts son

'''I miss going home
All beaten
*****
Crying
Only to hear mom tell me
"Dad tomorrow I will take you to karate class can't allow my dad get beaten "
I laugh aloud😂😂😂
"no-one can beat me mom, am **** hungry "
Instead she would chase me away With a bowl of spiced rice'''

There is that smile that keeps you on check
You try to drink the fourth glass of b/w
Her smile comes in mind
The bottle starts to talk with you
******* the goat
The goat smiles like her
You end up loosing the soup
There you are thinking of how hard it is
Her smile consoles you 🥰🥰
Thats my grannys smile

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🥹

Walked home
Moon followed me too
As if we share a home
Never told it
It's what makes me feel home

When you're away
I gaze at crescent moon
And wonder
If you miss me

'''Mum once told me
On that chilly night☺️
If  earth seems so beautiful
Take it
But if hell tastes better
Marry it'''

I want to write about her
Words worth her
One who loved me too much
Breakfast to lunch

Mom told me to cherish the woman who loves me
Maybe I was too duuuuuuuuumb
Never followed her words
Maybe am just another ***

Night calls became fewer.
Video calls,
Grew walls.
One in a new year.

Thought avoiding her was best
I did and left actions to do the rest
Just like krest
She cried nights and threw herself on crest

Left with nowhere to lean
She became too slim
As if she had a body trim
Nincompoop me never had brains to learn

Blaming
”am too modest” to have her
Her heart
And the good girl gal she was


Now she has lost me
Her world
Her kid
And everything she cherished

Am here playing peter pan
Kissing her home with words
Maybe am Judas
Consoling wat I hurt

Here we are now
Knowing we cant go back
Where we were
We just watch sunsets together

Maybe next life
After
Lemme be the parrot
That’s wakes her up and sings her goodnight

How sad

@sadpoet