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jerely Sep 2019
WHERE THE SHADOWS OF LIGHT AND DARK
HAZING IN ICE COLD WEATHER
WHETHER THE SKY IS ILLUMINATING THE SWORD OF WATER
CARBONATED WITH CRYSTAL STONES
PERHAPS IT INCLUDES THE MAGICAL POWER OF LIGHTNING THUNDER.
WORDS THAT IS TATTOED IN MY ARMS
CLASHING AND DUMPING IN AN AREA
WHERE THE TRUTH LIES
BENEATH THE STARSEEDS OF HYDROGEN
AND OXYGEN.
COME OH COME
LUCIFER THE ENEMY OF MY EMPTINESS.
IAM COLD AND HOT INSIDE THE *** OF MY INTRIGUING MIND.
DON’T LOSE ME
HOPE OF MY DREAMSCAPE SEA.
TAILING MY OLD SELF SCARF.
BUT I AM THE WHEEL OF FORTUNES.
LUCKY IS TODAY.
LUCKY IS TOMORROW.
LUCKY IS THE ONE YOU CAN REACH OUT
TO YOUR HANDS.
SYMBOLIZING THE ETHEREAL FLOURIDE
OXYGENATED WATER OF DREAM AND RIVER OF HOPE.
TILTED IN MY HEAD OH WHY OH WHY
SUCH POOR THING OF ENERGY LEVEL.
PUT YOUR ARMS ON MY SHOULDER.
BRING ME TO HEAVEN AND EARTH.
September 23, 2019
@jerelii
You can't live without me,
You said.

You used to preach,
That life without me,
Wasn't one worth living.

So, tell me.
Why do you still draw breath?
Why am I on my own?
And you're not here!

I thought we would be together.
For eternity.

Forever,
In this life and the next.

I miss you so much.
Why aren't you here?

I'm all alone.
I need you, please.
I can't do this by myself.

I know you have a new life now.
A new beginning.
A chance to start afresh.

But the day you decide,
To take a trip to the next life.
And be with me;
Instead.

I will be waiting,
Right here. .  .
Russell Osiemo Sep 2019
Done with fake friends
Acting as if the game care
They put us in lifelong dreams
Yet they dumb us when exhausted
Pushing us into dungeons to silence us
I’m done with being used-
Like I’m used to being used
Life has its way I guess I’ll die before I get a friend for me
A friend to hold onto my stupid self
Russell Osiemo Sep 2019
My memories are jolted by you,
They come back in the form of someone else,
I know the feelings are weird but I can’t stop
Russell Osiemo Sep 2019
Death come my way,
Show me how you choose your next victim
Or should I say visit ,
for you do it over and over,
Show me how you view life ,
As a friend or as an enemy,
Show me how you view this world,
Do you envy lovers,
Do you envy the successful,
Or is it space you create for others to grow,
Tell me why people fear you,
Tell me why you never warn,

Or maybe I should say why do you disturb most of the people I meet
Why do you have to disturb their minds,
Why knock at a young age,
Why look for fame,
While everyone knows how powerful you are,
Why take the beautiful while you can’t marry them,
Why take the productive while you can’t make them work,
Why take the loyal while you can’t make them loyal,

Why give them suicidal thoughts while you know we need them,
Why give them stressful mind while you we need them make us happy ,
Why give them evil thoughts while you know even no credit comes to you

Or I’m I asking the wrong person,
Or I’m I asking the wrong question,
Or I’m I asking for the wrong people,
Please leave my people alone,
Let them love me,
Let them be loyal to me,
Let them put their energy on me,
Let them think of a future with me,
Let them go
OR I’LL COME FOR YOU FOR YOU KNOW WHO I SERVE ........
Russell Osiemo Sep 2019
You feel it,
I feel it too,the sun is fading away,
The rains come down but never hit our foreheads,
The wind is the only one left ,but it’s more stronger than it was,
The learned say that the earth is moving more slowly,
The righteous say that the end is coming,
The old say that their time is coming,
But what about us? There is always tomorrow,more drinks,more fun,more blasphemy,
Those in their own worlds plan to build a new world on mars,
Those with power pass bills legalizing the illegal,
But here we are following them like loyal dogs,
Letting men be gay like bonobo monkeys,and still see themselves normal
I wasn’t speak of the women but it doesn’t mean they are right
They bleach to look like these people yet the babies tell it all
Children doing what the aged even can’t yet they say times do change ,
What about the blacks ?still trying to cling like an ant in a fast-flowing water to their principals but for how long,
Will I marry a woman or will I choose a man,
Will I be faithful or will I look for the virus,
Will I pray or will I go astray,
Will I work or will I worship to get money,
Will I .........………
Questions about what I will do,
I’m here for the true AFRICAN MAN
I’m here for the true AFRICAN WOMEN
AM HERE FOR AFRICA
We fight for our principal
That’s why am looking for a woman to love me without any western influences on money,
I’m here for an African job, principal for the western culture has failed to hide their vices
Russell Osiemo Sep 2019
I feel like I should write today,
But I lack my confidence ,not that I’m shy,
But because you never believe in me,
Never even gave me a pen or a paper,
Never gave me a chance to pour my feelings,saying that poets are weak,

And I will write,
Of how sad it is to live as a poet,
Of how it is hard for a poet to express himself through his tongue,
Of how it is hard for a poet to relate with others through his mouth,
Of how a poet has to suffer in silence just because of his courage,
Of how a poet lacks the love of a spouse because no one loves to read,


Or maybe I should write
Of how HUMANS despise poets, saying that they are weak,
Of how HUMANS hate poets,saying that poets only see the dark side,
Of how HUMANS pessimistically criticize poets ,saying that poets lack emotion
Of how HUMANS dump poets,saying that poets carry bad omen
Of how HUMANS misuse poets,saying the world is for the strong


Or maybe I should write about me,
Of how being a poet can make you feel as an OUTCAST,
Of how being a poet can make you lack friends because you are a lone walker,
Of how being a poet can push you to die with loneliness inside,


Or maybe I should have never written

~RUSSELL~
Russell Osiemo Sep 2019
What’s life?what’s this life?
What’s behind this lie?such a great lie,
At birth is when it begins,they say a beautiful child but when it grows up what a monster face it develops,during breastfeeding still being fooled while all they want is for you to be silent for peace in their ****** souls then fooling you to go for the sweets,just to make you walk so as to remove a burden of carrying  your forsaken body and when you walk they give you work fooling you with three meals a day. And when you grow your teeth they take you to school asking you not to joke and work hard while all they want is what you get at the end of the torture. When you fail the spank is the only truth that engulfs your childhood. When you grow up  they still fool you to go and get a spouse. That’s where the greatest lie manipulates and and lays its eggs to hatch and become more mutant. A life full of arguments a life full of mistrust a life full of doubt coming each day home just to add salt to the wounds two great enemies under a single roof and their offsprings as fuel and spectators to this war full of battles never won where no one knows what will happen next while no one takes precautions where anything can happen but none is afraid where the masculine show their ego and their counterparts which weaker power but a spiteful mouth that acts as firewood to the never ending battles. And still lie to the offsprings each feeling right and offsprings get lies from both sides
Get a work and still the boss lies to you and all he wants is a profitable business so as to stuff his *** that ingested all junk
And when you die they still lie of how good you are while you mishandled women while you looked down on innocent men needing your love they lie of how pure you are while all the ears know what a *** you were.
Look at me speaking as if I was born in the 80’s while am only 18 speaking as a priest while am not different in any way speaking of life while I have a dead heart in me speaking like a married man yet still looking for my first love but still I have nothing to ask for forgiveness for my pen ain’t faulty


RUSSELL
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