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Aug 2018 · 216
Piece of You
Come pick thy left pieces
For my brain still counts memories
Go behind my eyes
For thy shadow shines like flash light
Fetch my hanging appetite
The ulcers are feeding on your aroma
A glassful of your lip twists
For my thirst dines on flu
Take the slopping path
My heart waited longer than patience
Can i envy your smile
Its seen by many not me alone
I wish to color your dreams
With a range of roasted apples
If you tasted like wine
You could be the chained bottle to my wrist
Jun 2018 · 194
Camouflage
I come to your camouflage
In your pretence I coexist
As you see through my chest
I see through your smile.
You want me thou you don't
Am yours off your knowledge
We meet in my dreams
You live in my thoughts
You dine in my feelings.

You come close but far aside
Tend to laugh to the ends of blushing
I could whistle your name in capitals
The much as dancing to your heart beat

I rest in your sight
See me through my veins
Call to my attention
My cold blood against your warm
I tip toe while I watch you
Walk chest high like a modeling cook
Slice those moves meet me up
Our favorite spot I call heavens
A place you and I met but you've never reached
My dwelling place of touch
You run there whole day
Jun 2018 · 221
She Rapture
She wants too but doesn't know how?
She wishes too but knows not when?
She was desperate but lashes at wishes!
She meant to but fears for another choice*
She longs but the latter is better than the former;
She can but the future is blind in gesture than action
She will if Grace permits but her thoughts holds her capture
If she doesn't rush she'll capture
#MTB
Jan 2017 · 439
Yesterday I was Married
Yesterday I was married
When the church bells rang
It was the usual Alleluia, but my heart had sunk in joy
Give me the candle I may light the rest.
And now am a prince of love.
My bride is still single, but she has married me now
She said yes, and I fell for her again
I placed a kiss to her finger, as they all clapped.
She returned to me with the man she loved
For she loved me most; but loved him more
I now don’t know that I knew
For she was slapped away by her memories
Her veil so wet and ironed in softness
Come by am yours ….i sang to quietness.
I was married to her dream at the counter
I gave her kiss to the beer, as I massaged her conscious
She hanged me through the bottle and sloped to the belly
She then went far away to the distance of my laps
I waved to her as she lay on my shoulder; and absent,
I wasn’t there at all but am here, as she says I was in
Am now gone and too far that am still here
My beards as heavy as my worries
My smile as broad as my future
I smell you come back, nearly gone afar back
Down down the streams of I will be there.
Dec 2016 · 342
However
Its me between you against me in you, to  your holding tight in sighment let the stars watch us and the moon glow away.
Am past the front of you deep in the oracle for your heart
Be not breathless am taking you with me.
Say it to my ears let me know you need my stay, then strongly I will hit the york of thy temple.
Let me rest within my found home, here I work for ages to mine. I dine on flesh straight up in hours, the willows & billows of the kind music
Nov 2016 · 819
Rendezvous With My Country
I sat back with a high chest from my desk to the chair, there i swagg from a wheels to the unfolder.
My immediate dream was to down my great bottle of this Royal Circle
There i pondered about our country sorry "our beloved Pearl of Africa" then i saw it run from its citizens claiming they are not fair. It said; who looketh for peace among the starving with guns and powder of injur, who massageth my thirsty throat with aclub of salt.
I nay in dislussion, my heart went hopping and skipping while my country narrated, i have lived before them and so shall i when they are gone, i fed their ancestors though worried to feed the future.
Then i interrupted in dismay, why cant you do something in laughter my country chuckled with hiccups, you are learnt but naive i offer you nature you offer me plastic and plant landminds as i carry guilt to murdering than my ability in shelter and food providence, the more you love the paper i count my days to live stronger in the name of investment you slaughter me especially you who knows but delights to do nothing.....
Then my eyes went pale and eemembered "people in my country make history by destruction"
It said to me; your thoughts are right as i gazed to a thirc party when i discussed with Mr Uganda.
You are all lazy carrying crosses but heading the wrong way. You are treated as bustards in your own homes by scavengers that get plenty of paper from you and reward you peanuts.
One minute i felt i could cry,for i knew the victims and thought would share but Mr Ug sang...#Bagala alina - genda okole. When your there you will learn more third party spoke through but we are in irony; worry not for selves he said for you live but how about those to come- i possed after asking a bunch of questions then he answered me well. Just like you i got more questions than answers.....do you owe your country or it owes you

#Watch out for what my country answered next
Nov 2016 · 400
circle Of Destiny
Our lives are under a circle of changes
In our boldness we persevere many things, shame on those who dispute resolve in public their personal affairs, our call in life is to be famous but rather fame of positivity and great inspiration.
A great kiss restores fundamental memories for it digs through the roots of the heart.
But those who live to please are carried on like a flying paper over petty winds of smoching goodies whereas the die hards know the pinnacle in the hunt.
Be meek and spy eyed to sieve and not be sieved in deceit.
When you love to change positively, you live to grow positively, in our journeys the start point is the destination but many destroy their paths in light of never return instead of having cleaned green their paths that on return their traces pave way.
Good shall always pay you well though even bad has got a price. The ditches you live in life are those you will find dug by others for you.
Run a race of tactical peace amidst wars of the sheeped wolves.
Oct 2016 · 398
Owingly Owed
i saw your naked photo
completely out of the flame
my hands rushed for the mouth
And held there constantly
shame on your eyes for they still see
The beauty seen by accident
folded in a handicap flesh.
**** you, your thoughts are obsence and suffer from goitre
i can as an investor to your life
not to fish but hook out negativity and plant in you
sense of humour
you never grow cause your head is big
full of ideas that are lame
each leaping to the other.
Find a better life, you starve you stomach and tire your legs carrying laggage of uneven benefit
sit into humanity with consideration let your desires come from heart not head for a poor head fails to control the desire if what it sees
The salamanders feed on your strength and you thicken to loose than achieve
what do you owe against what you are owed.
Oct 2016 · 533
Quail
Look upon the trust
Am scared of my shoulders
Left or right
Which to lean on.
I sweat of coldness
In coughless hunger
My friend is my own spy
I taste thee from my tongue
The  see the shadow weaponed
Bright smiles that stumb
As they navigate my hopes in words.
See you have shared my cross
But you awarded me more weight
Like to accompany me to the grave,
Will i turn back or pace up
Am filled with pity and you in anger
I wish to draw a line to see ends meet
Though you unclothed my sensitivity
I walk blind amidst my wishes
I recall not thd sound of my whistle
I cant teach you to be lucky
I can be an admiration in your desert
The thorn in your bleeding arm to quench your thirst.
Oct 2016 · 554
Bla Bla
The fair tales of my works
Early wakes out of pijamas
Quick sights to lament my day
My lover slept right
On the pillow i didnt buy
Come see my dream
I caught a fortune at hand
Of the previous to build
A thousand templates of mould
Judge your own wishes not of my acts
Am full of smells of success.
Look down to set admiration of my under feet
And smoke to the sky a wave of congs
Must you not be grateful better than you
Oh yer your linen cloth costs so much
Than the over coat i inherited
Bla bla i inherited luck not a job
Brains not money
Personally am fortune a son of fortunate mother by Blessed and sistered by Hope
Slash your competence in worries am a slave to non as my wisdom is buffed from above
Hello tomorrow, see those that dislike me
But its fine am off to fly far their plans
And now look at me My Majesty
Let them drown in hustle am sorted by extreme blessings flow.
Sep 2016 · 297
Untitled
Am rendered helpless in a battle to save the restless.
Upon them i cry as my strength wiggles the chains curfing them
Desparate for their freedom u stood in the agony of self sacrifice
I have much more to gain than loose
They are jailed to insanity of hopelessness,i save them in a confussion of passioned hope of possibility
Who will apart from me, one with a heart baked by an incubator, the one big one that carrys carries pains and joys for all met and amended.
Am not from here neither from within,am from afar the place you know closest. The highest of peaks to the far of east in echos and north to never return to misery
The cable of transmission for a life you hope for, the road for those who choose the paths guided from above.
Sep 2016 · 318
Glorious Coward
Hd was brave though his actions were lame
Many days and nights he cinfessed to her true love
All fell on deaf ears
He was quick to smiling and per thought of her
He always talked to her and exchanged great joy
This time, he knew her program flow
Ready to launch his beloved words
To awaken his dream of speech
Negativity seen in his faces as he received slaps for all those moments he tried
She is complicated but finest of a lady
When she wears non else can compete
To him he was in a venture of reality but cautioned with disability
She many atimes came to him as much as he wished
Danced to her music and ate of her food
His worry was to catch up with her class for her shoe was worth his belongs.
Then this one time they went for a walk, in his borrowed clothes couldnt keep the teeth in for a miracle to walk with a fine lady
He stood up his voice and called.. waitress give her as she likes
She wasnt extravagant but the prices were
He wondered how many teeth he was to trade and pay the bill in his heart he would rather sale a kidney.
Poor him in a ridiculous state of anxiousness
He wakes up to fulfill his dream of saying Hi amidst the thousand of affairs he dead had with her
The only chance was in a shopping, when the playing kids dropped an unpaid icon to his pockets
He moves around and about to opt for running out to her car on realizing she was departing
Her heels clamped everyones sight, and as he passed the entrance with crammed sentences of liberation, alarms backed him arrested. He made his first move on cold cuffs
The impression buried hopes of a cowardness in a stereo of desired and cracked reputation
She gazed in disappointed and he flee in glory
Sep 2016 · 320
Shun
Here i stand in admiration of your chances
The possibility of me choosing to be you
To the luck of driving your success.
You stand unfit and roar from an enemies den
Whom will you blame when the thunder of failure traps you,
Your rescue will be a brigade of canes,
Boiling you upon successful failing;
Finding ability with maximum concentration to loose.
Milk shall be bitter and so will wine
Your face shall be a remote of arguement
A case of recall a chain of regret, a jail to paranoid-
Catch the line before it ends
Sip of that at hand than cry for rapture unseen^
Despite wishes, 'who can borrow from tomorrow'.
Sep 2016 · 462
Wochenende
I was early to bed but soonest my eyes were forced open
It was time to wee-wee,
Moving with one eye closed in my script of pausing the melting dream.
This day was rare only once it came
It obeyed to all my options as i ashered it in with hugs for 24hour plan
You make me lazy and strong
To drink and yet work, yes i love all how about to read, watch, visit; forgetting a morrow story, though by dawn it comes crawling to my bed.
A ring of reminder, list is reloaded non & accomplished.
See what you have done to me
You only come once with much joy and pain
I return for slumber to the songs of birds
Then assurance is to me that a one 24 is a terrorist and judge of my 6 tage.
Sep 2016 · 297
I AM
The baked boy that turned to a man at birth
The iron fist under God's protection
The balaclava to captain you sail past your brim of fears
I am a cocktail of a half cast
Punched half Ankole half Kiga
The wingless flyer of written wizardry
A fireless dragon with spits of love
An angry dream laughing at the past
Cabled brain with rain of thoughts.
I rose from s womb of typography
I am the telepathic soul of wisdom
That descended on crust as a glimmer
Am both you and I in a tender equation in ness
Am a broom to sweep your past tangible
The driver to enjamble your hopes.
The history yet to make your historyc
And spice your drab times in moments
Be all ears, one to make break what is of use to the moulded crashed in a jiffy.
Sep 2016 · 323
One Time Man
In the middle of struggle she stood stranded
With no peace of mind and  scattered of her destination
The rider approached whose ability could turn events peaceful
Speaking softly, she sought for a transportor to her destination
Come by, he said. She rolled over and sat
Kicking the peddle aside he set off
The nozzle blowing black to the air
She even sat close to his command though in resistance
In a short while she instantly pulled closest to him by the ranges of the blowing wind
Soon after she wore a smile as her lavish her flapped by her back
Leaned forth and held him tight in due of full sureender
Then the man went down the corners over harps and holes
Comfortably she sighed
Unto her known destinaton it was bad to her eyes she had reached for the ride had taken over her
He took her number since he had non phone
She wasnt happy since the number wasnt in her hands
All her hopes laid in waiting for a call
Each vibration almost caused her a heart attack, her biggest wish was to have him for yet another ride another memory
Sep 2016 · 724
Torque
This was set to abide
The furtherness conversion of intimacy
As i climb to run off still ran into her
More appealing she received me
Her kindness tringered me off for it turned into a burden of politeness
Measure your audocity coward of infridgent
Your bad luck set a blaze by her portion of devine touch
Thy actions melted my eager, now a baby lotioned by her love
"Who can pretend to eat yet they swallow what they eateth"
Am made a lazy born of her works as she pampers me better than born ninjer
The more i roar the closer she comes taming my canine to smiles than bites.
As my heart skips beats, i decend.
A wave humour carries me
I scorch more than the sun does
A rover of salute to the eyes that i encounter
First enough i close my eyes cant hold to the flash from her eyes
Then i knew am doomed, her beam is my way of focus i stand by thee for flies
Am banned from worries all under her palms
Tension nor obstruct am stiffly aliegned
Sep 2016 · 446
Torque
This was set to abide
The furtherness conversion of intimacy
As i climb to run off still ran into her
More appealing she received me
Her kindness tringered me off for it turned into a burden of politeness
Measure your audocity coward of infridgent
Your bad luck set a blaze by her portion of devine touch
Thy actions melted my eager, now a baby lotioned by her love
"Who can pretend to eat yet they swallow what they eateth"
Am made a lazy born of her works as she pampers me better than born ninjer
The more i roar the closer she comes taming my canine to smiles than bites.
As my heart skips beats, i decend.
A wave humour carries me
I scorch more than the sun does
A rover of salute to the eyes that i encounter
First enough i close my eyes cant hold to the flash from her eyes
Then i knew am doomed, her beam is my way of focus i stand by thee for flies
Am banned from worries all under her palms
Tension nor obstruct am stiffly aliegned
Sep 2016 · 451
High Chest Low
Round of applause to founder of money
Meeting him is a dream for non can afford apiece of life
We buy moments not time as we assume
The beloved and hated alike, through a sieve of a siphon
The mother bears flesh of a child to but has no idea to the form of its bones
Like eaten only to be found by other means
Walk low past those known to you,even the highest peak has the lowest point

They crossed boundaries flying now they return hoofing
Who knew water can power power to fire and water cools it
When to walk high and when to bow a question un learnt
Naked swagg of a tall tree strong to winds weak to an axe
All roads to weeping eyes of an eagled heart
The end of high chest rots to crawling
Sep 2016 · 319
Come Afar
I lingered to who called my good name
Left right center i gazed
A voice i listened to, soft and appearing
To the face i never eyed
Am not a believer of ghosts nor the joy they offer
So i moved in a maze oft humans to locate my caller
Like a wise man i set my limits though to attention of what i  had no wisdom of.
How i smile to a stranger and hugged a devil
Helped a feller and kissed my shoes
To which smile can i respond
Definately i made a choice and drove a first class admiration
Now am in and my way out lost
Many more like me and you are fished any moment
Keep on the look out not all you catch was meant and desire swept isnt assurance to hold
It still alert to harm commonly the innocent abide
Aug 2016 · 295
Natured
To you i have met but never felt
Your absence it sickness to me
Am worried to be diseased of fear to reach you
See what distance has done to me, completely no chance to even see your smile
Hey, i lied....i see you ever in my dreams only wishing you could say Hello.
Do you know how much your voice makes a changes
I can swim on land to see you happy
I could learn to fly to catch a moment with you
My thoughts are clean for you
I promise not to look at you, for i wanna spend the rest of my time with you
My hands are burned with work but my heart is sealed with your beauty
I will wait even to wave to you
I travel near and far rather not pleased or moved by them
The color of you innocence is paint in my mind
I dance to every sunset that one day we shall be.
Waving to see you walk to me and never walk away...waving to forget the sad times i missed you in my life.
Aug 2016 · 774
Hooked Girl
Little girl burned by desires
Go go in her head she loves a man
She is young and stupid
Naive, innocent and adventurous
Sneaking in the night she reaches the fone calls a lover that lay in bed elsewhere with a another woman
The deceit of her beauty drives her astray
To risk her future in blindness to fall for moments
How can i lert a proud heart majestic in high life to spend at all times the sweat of men as she never minded she was cementing her tomorrow.
I dont care she said...i can leave home...who cares i can abort.
But then who cares you can also die, she sees from near and focuses not afar.
Early in the morning the mother folds her back and hits the garden searching for surviving fighting for her daughter.
No she is flittered and gone her coaching books with her body I  pause and tear.....
Such a generation
She says to all dont tell me what to do i have my chances to live, like a cat she believes in nine lives.
Her smooking temper alerts well wisher of help
Her clothes torn to many so she moves naked in their eyes only clothed to the unknown
The universe you ought to have will now have you

Will they be bygones or will it regrets
Aug 2016 · 883
WOUNDED HEALER
what a calamity i arise to befall
The step i climbed to miss
The ground that drunk of the water i swallowed.
Hissing and blazing, in a count of configuration
The bundles of antiquities flown by the naked ventures of tranquility
Here i bore the question with an empty head of lessonless mind
Look now that i smile nay i show non by the face
See to my lips and read yourself the smiles
Is it all yours
Or you beg for less the more i offer
Many as lame i be to walk, the blind and beauty of those i lead, the bright to line by my back the genuis stuck by my ways.
Aint no way through my heart is taken, hugged in a jar of Love to the hunter of my soul
I see not to venture go by the gone in the
I heal what is hurt in my hurt from the heart
******* the ugly beauty of an angered mind, sweeting gallons of hope to thee that seeks non but faith
Down my injuries i heal of you
To say bye i lie for i stay not to fear but of my choice to go far the worry to stay in one past the known one for joy
I cometh as i leap & leave as i leap, Leaping to stay and to leave the leaper but non for one
Now am there, to stay and to be this to me is further i go to stay her meekness am drawned her thickness am strive her boldness i lay her softness i am dragged
How do i and so can i not be  not to run a race past the behind of my favorite front
Aug 2016 · 645
WIZARD ENCOUNTER
I caughed but not to choke
My blinded eyesight with a log of beauty
Amidst my arrears i would debt for her
An investment to reap of a kind as good as mine too
Past me she went, i bounced at her back
Knowing from her back would drive to the front.
She marketted so well
The smiles were for many but i was first class victim
Nay i drip was small so they brought a Jerrycan
Before i knew i was imnersed to her
The possibility of lottery at hand
I was ready to drop what i heard for least of the unknown
I was a culprit of my theories and my principles sentenced to who cares
Fare tales make life easy and didnt take chance to dream
My red eye to her other company and i became a python to predators
Sour and tragic soon was allergic to my likes deep swollen for traps
How much i had missed never for much am yet to have
Ding **** am now a refugee soul
In a heart whose chains are loose but an addiction
Jul 2016 · 277
Confession
For the journeys i had travelled,
Souls accampanied me to stay much as to leave
Beautiful ones i found and never dreamt to leave
Though the world wasnt on our side
How much of a smile could i afford
Rather than to have you close to my heart.
Pennies can be traded not any part of you
Graduating from eggs to flying scotching memories.
What more can i ask for if alittle of your smile can heal old and bad times
Your step into my life was like rain onto a fainting seed
Sprouting and yielding in joy
Speak to me dearest for thy lips flow the best of music
Am sick of confessions of truth over you
Speeches of my winning race
Allow me change a thing about you
Your stay for eternity
I shed a river if you walked from me
Am settled with you as my biggest target hit
Cheers to the biggest fish in my net
The great hooked the batched you and I
Jul 2016 · 266
Determination
I arrived with purpose
In the irony of no smiles
My captured soul had been traded
For the one and only
The love for purity.
Calling impatience an obstacle
My presence signified readiness,
In the tumour of absolute courage
No weapons admitted for transquility
Mastered for ability while peeping for stability
Standing in reality amidst probability
In a calamity of visibility far the sight of vayage in plan
Farewell to my beloved losses, one knee bow to star of focus.
Nay i see the darkness as naked as smoke hole
Trapping souls of beloved hanging nominees of betterness.
I stay besides their lies
But in love of the unseen solidality
Jul 2016 · 292
The Eyes Behind My Back
In the field of martial arts
The lesson i was taught is to love
No anger can win a war but a determination of sympathy
The kicks of passion and the blows of carresses
Soft tender punches to a painful-less action
All to a triumph of victory.
To keep the calm is to stop the war, ablaze of cover fired seized in touches of shouts
Who is it that i have never met, one who loves to surrender
Effectivenes can buy a surrender rather than a story of words of sympathy in tears
They only make a good story and buy temporary times
Now see what the future has not on your side laying by the successful' pillow
How nany of chances can you blow to have a series of a hit goal
You nail your opportunities to the wall and cry for desires of dreams under rehabilitation
Thats the way to say the insane are brighter than your conscious
You live in a poverty of deep thinking while the answer swims by the surface floor
And why wish to step too high before you can walk on the possibles(captioned seeable & achievable Things)
How ignorance has made you ran a race to the start line as life drives to the finish line.
Which color do you paint life.
Dreams, possibilities, extraordinary, father-mother cry, run of hustle.
Jul 2016 · 411
Brave Sight
In the jungle i grew
Braveness was a call. Mediocracy critized
And togetherness built!

Luck was hard to catch
Though i swarm to you,
The Deepest inn of the picture
All for one like a captured shadow.
Which waves can sail us apart
When the future already wrote our history in smiles
To the deep sea of humans my eye netted you,
My blood fused you,
My hearted stamped you in.
Neednt i have to lock?,
....You are diagonized to stay!

A fueling joy, a stripped happiness, naked money with an invitation to treat.
A fuse to swapping rejoice, a price worth paid for all the lost tears
Jul 2016 · 519
Ugly-tude
Your Ugly its final
Its ok though not good
No you didnt choose to but it happen
Do you scare, that i wont say and yes you have value
The mirrors have confessed and darkness delights in you
surgical blades await by your pockets with good news of change
Lame by looks and pure by heart
Short in looks but heighted in thinking
Strange at working comparable to strength
So why are you Ugly, did they mix a wrong formula of you
Alittle far to be approached though to the same breathe air is breathed
Same light day moves
Your cells must have gone insane, a strike of late appearance for even bombers stand great in beauty
You mean you mind them because you look different
Then dig through talent walk high in mayhem of focus
Smile halleluia talk maturity it never meant to happen am sure you took a wrong face in a hurry thus return it, assemble all men and women alike return their property and claim yours, choose one you feel comfortable with at your cost
Dont look suspicious for you may never get a chance to win and a chance to live as free opportuned by nature
Jul 2016 · 258
Night Apart
I didnt see the sun go
But felt the night breeze
I could catch the sun to keep me warm
So now i admire the blanket
I wish to see tomorrow but cant keep my eyes open
I lay by the mercy of my pillow to dream best
As the mosquitoes celebrate my have their meal
When am gone deep past the day i will recal i missed to see a beautiful soul
I ate food all day and drunk
All lost to sweat, swallow of saliva
As my far touches your lips so should your eyes
Jun 2016 · 293
Untitled
I can not thank the womb that bore you
I cant thank the village that raised you
I see how you are a star in their eyes and a moon to mine
A friend can be so beautiful that makes all carbondioxide smell like Oxygen
Though i may not thank all
I thank the path i took when i came across you
Jun 2016 · 338
The reading Eyes
you are my hope in sight like christ is my daily hope
In many ways i look up to you
i wonder how many times i disappoint your appetite
then each morning you return to have more
Attimes i feel my inspiration to you much as i know it breaks your heart to hear facts all the time
yes i will always blend to give a diversity of digestion but cant change my personality of factual rapture
how i like those smiles in line of appreciation
other times you go silent with hopes of failed faith
see how we get along well, can i preach to you that you are great
And your inspiration too has inspired me to inspire you
fairwell those i go no where
i stand tall to type my minc out till you erupt into good progress
you are amazing and so are you hands
they keep scrolling for my awareness
and your eyes to read history in news
i thank your mind never tiring to analyse and bake you adhere
now i head back to where you always find me
my reading writing friends
my partners in love of mining words to meaning
Jun 2016 · 238
Untitled
What on Earth is Easy.

The fact that we are made in the womb but no one has ever returned there or even give a thank you to it.
We grow to win-win situations. Even parents encourage you to be the best in all. Surely you cant, you can always master a few things and be knowledgable about the rest. You can never cheat life, whoever serious you could be or have all kind of possessions, there comes a time when day seems to be night. If a child can **** the person who brought him/her to the world then how about another kind you meet. Among the punishments given to Adam,Eve and the serpent where who ever sees the other fast should strike them. The tension we under live, when you are healthy you never know the hardship of eating food, the children cry out to hard books as parents toil for their fees, men cry tired of walking while the lame cant help crawling, they complain having the same meal else where its not seen, millions aint enough for shopping another cant have a dollar in a week. I can tell best story of a toilet when the stomach decides to throw back the anger then shall you learn to scott for hours in vain.
Still many will blame God. Some days the sun wakes up on the wrong side and it decides not to shine half or full day, just like a crazy day you may wake up to troubles all through, doesnt mean its over, means change the plan. People work painfully to earn a penny and those that pay feel the pinch to release money even when non is made.
All goes hard, like a man strangles him self but dies crying yet it was his decission, its a world of benefit though in all not each day is for gaining, there are days for learning where no pen, no books, no degree, no money is required most times its SIMPLICITY to learn, humanity, patience, Love, courage, forgiveness, giving, & prayer.
Jun 2016 · 315
The Other Day
What did you gain when the sun went down or maybe you lost it all.
Hyper to get unwilling to loose just like to get without giving
What is the worth of your smile, a pill of ****, a peace in hand.
Nay they know not, why the sun went west
Neither did they know the moon would be full but yes they are
Fools aside brave apart, we it was like it wasnt and when it will be like it has never
I see the pain in eye of he that shot them dead
Nay they live afar in another world
Come quick rescue the bones for the future they shall be told he lived but the sun found him gone.
I sigh longer to the day of hope
I seat them all like i did at fast and share the joy of its beauty telling how the sun shall be seduced to shine on us and dry off the worry
They so believe and wake up amidst the night to see the sun before the rise
Nay i sawed my seeds in the  future for i saw tomorrow will be too soon for me
I eat of starvation now though thy seeds are watered by deeds
Lets not see the sun of tomorrow lets plan for the cold of the night i told them of the bright day
Yes it was tomorrow but yesterday and better one of the next day not today.
They focus to have it soon my soon looks like my son to harvest
Ahem, the birds flew off to another day after they ate of the hidden seeds planned in mess.
Unpruted of my early fruit but the ground is safe to have another grow another day
Jun 2016 · 263
Hard Grounds
There will come a time
When the days are gone
Wishing for each second lost
The blindness of personality
To believe in what we never see
Cling with what matters less
And fail to drive a point perfect
Songs you shall sing to calm the storm
The back you turn now
Will your face see later
Shyness of feeling lost in a temper of a better life
Chances of advancement in a circle of excitement
What will you dig for
when you cememted your ground
Jun 2016 · 543
Dear God
See those you created, how wicked we are. Ever in boast to stand tallest amidst our fellas, forgetting its you who gives it all. We have failed to work for Glory but our benefits to see others fail. What hearts we bare. Ignorance covers us as dreamers surpass our  humanity forgetting we have a corner to negotiate, those we frastrate could be ourb tomorrow Heroes. Teach us not to believe so much in out abilities and push aside humility, give us courage to be sincere rather than brave hypocrites, stand in our midst and look with pity upon our hidden rotten hearts of greed. You who owns the world with no jelous, show us how victory can be raised without slaughter of the brotherhood we share.
#Godfirst #hardwork #thefutureissafe
Jun 2016 · 256
same
The sun shines bright even in the rain just like i want to shine with you in thin and thick.
The rain has no time but falls when it wishes like my love for you knows no time or place.
The clouds change colour but still give rain just like i may disappoint you but still will be there with and for you.
I maynt count thoughts & kisses but you can count on my love.
Maynt see you always but you run in my blood
As day gives light, so do i wish to in your life.
May 2016 · 260
YOU CANT BUY REDEMPTION
As a true human i have trust though some days hope falls past my shoulders.
We live to ask endless questions why, who, which, when. The times when you are over powered the face goes down, powering your imaginations to stress. When you cease to know facts from hollas, even the good thinkers take not a whole day while those who do certain as easiet turn hazardeous.
*dont look down on yourself just like 'You cant choose your birth family rather you can for a future family'
May 2016 · 480
INSULT
The wonder of existence
Like you got a second life to hurt many
You are divine in destruction
A mentor of foolishness
Can i lend you tomorrow because your yesterday is a ditch of calvary
How many are your culprits
Or your intensions have no survivor
In possession you preyed most
But their heap of bones cry out to revenge
A concord of laziness where zero accounts to your presence
Much to be remember, brilliant stupidity
Now carry you ignorance far thy followers will keep the pace
For the blind prefer darkness than a ransom of slavery
May 2016 · 340
Clamped
Yes my teeth on top
That was after i saw her
I felt itchings from every beat of time
I imagined i would take her number but rather borrowed her pen
I forget to smile when we met
When i turned my face to she was gone
She moved with a beam of eyes following her
Its like she hired all men to eye her front back and side
All men were covered in drunkness of her perfume like a smoking room
Her legs were fit too high higher than my approach
i would make a point through so i went again
Closed my eyes and touched her
**** i touched a wrong woman
In her toughes almost kicked with words
I walked away naked in shame
I was angry what i eyed wasnt the best
I moved and landed into a wall
For i had lost the way
My skin went dry when a lady held me by the shoulder
Her hands too soft that she fronze my blood
The other moments i left un said for my ****** had come
She has eaten my far self in kindness
Am now lost yet seen within my eyes
Her subsequent gestures cleansed my nerves off breathe
Didnt die for i kept magnifying through her presence
May 2016 · 991
CITY BAE
Up to class all time
Most attimes the hair aint hers
Fancies good places java on to the rest
Prefers a cab and jaj
To cook not maybe to boil bath water and tea
Appreciates other ladies bae' than hers
She has most from her man but needs twice better
At home she is for tv catching up with Kardarshians who never catch up with her
Back in the night Telemundo tales
The late time in bed she whatsapps
Complains He gives no time
Half naked while making visits and gowns while home
Hunny i missed you the time to get some mobile money
Are you a spy in his life
Is that how you treat a bae
* You want favors how many have you done
you like good food why dont you cook it
wanting a bright future yet spending what you have earned.
#make the dream partner of your life build them to be as the best to suckling them from baby to never weening.
May 2016 · 455
Hey Mama
Its been years since you brought me forth to the world.
The best thing was growing up with you through the softs and hards we went through. Things are different from they way they used to, i remember we would cry together when i would be challenged. You would comfort me and pray with me, hold my hands and tell me all will be ok. We had dreams,really big dreams some have come and many will be coming soon. So now am grown though still a child to you. The far i stay from you reminds me the our tales, yes we had little but were happy, you tought me to work and hustle to survive, you didnt give me chance to be lazy, you taught me that tears are not the way forward and me to be man enough from childhood. Yes you cained me very much....i now appreciate. Had you given up on me when my doors were closed i wouldnt be me, you left it all to have me raised. I kown am not the best of children but i originate from your flesh. cowards wished us gone but proved wrong immense. Look at how you toiled, moved places, sacrifised joy for just me alone. I dream too, to have in my tomorrows future a lady of your charisma, full of love and great modest & a championed brain of change-sweet mama
However much i grow is still stand in the shadow of you principals, courage and hardwork. Your worth no present for it will diminish your intergrity. Am happy wasnt born rich but you showed me the way to reach there...MAMA am on my way there and cant forget each day of the old-new words you said to me. You're such an admiration, a principal, a unit of joy and progress, a secret of progress. Now that i dry my tears, clean my sweat, fit my own shoes, each day will be a memory in life that God awards you good health and long life. God made me the greatest favor to make you my Mum. How i pray you live yo benefit and dine with the virtues you installed in I for one, as God weathers blessings over your life and dreams. Thanks with Love.
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Apr 2016 · 499
April Not An Apple
The April Not An Apple
..................................
Forth it comes fourth in the year
A birth to some and death to others
The weak are broken while the meek are built in relevance
Needed you see change or you're fasting it
We struggle to make progress as challenge
Many are graduating others starve with their documents
Celebrating a New month as rent stands by the door
As they plan to marry they plan divorce
Business achievements over collapsing ones
Scandals mother-daughter over father while grannies couple with grands
Amess not to miss
Underwears used as tops swagg toppling respect
Apples are sweet April is bitter
April is turning Apple bitter
Will you be April or April
MTB
hardwork
sacrifice
faith
life
celebrate
Feb 2016 · 809
Bio
Bio
My name is Thomas Bron Mukama
I come from the hills of the west of my country
Born in the cold during a busy day of labour
Joy sprouted when i touched the soils
In excitement was grabbed and held to the sky a sign i had descended from there
God had released me amongest men named mukama as my heavenly father
The birds taught me to sing though not to fly
They flew down to the ground where i should stay not the sky for i would have no company above
The mountains werent shaken and i delight in climbing them
Am a son of hardwork laid not in amanger rather in bananas
I grew to learn i only limit myself
As i stand in abilities unseen besides foretales
Jan 2016 · 424
Brain-Hearted
A complete life is that of the non-living.
we leave to like, work and get, seen vs unseen.
The change to a scratch for a pinch.
Truely chests hide the heart that knows all, the worth to know there are more cries in the inside than those fore-told
Jan 2016 · 352
Boy
Boy
He that has a beard longer than the much he thinks
Tall so high that his dreams sound so short
To talk with a bass though act like a toddler
Terribly heavy in weight but more terrified than a burnt thief
Admires many and approaches non
He that lives in a dilema progress
his biggest thought stands worse than a lame joke
Bigger the size that the greatness shrinked to absolute incapability
Jan 2016 · 393
STAGNANT
Who is near to hold me
Any that may be concerned
Am sinking in a heart i dont belong
Taken by a nother but open to me
Dreams go missing every night
Even though i bare a great bed
Thoughts of fear had intruded my thinking
Fear of loosing what i havenot.
Little it looks though taken my attention
The shortest distance but hard to travel
When night falls i stand far from my bed
Afraid to meet the same thoughts about her
Engraved my liberty to rest seating on my courage
Am under an umbrella of a stagnant life.
Dec 2015 · 362
Mother Mary
The one chosen from many
Her holiness compared to non
To live as a ******, she was the temple
and clinged to self denial.

A mother in all times and a soldier of the church
Maker of a savior one of devine calling
Queen of peace from thy womb came salvation
Beasts run from thy presence
as per your miracles in lives

You chose a poor life with all your Grace
Our lives cling for hope in you
Let thy blessings over shadow our worries
And you providence drive us to the Lord
May you intercede for us.
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Dec 2015 · 187
Sometimes
I feel lost in the deepest lines
When my thoughts cant climb one inch positive
Even a memory of the greatest times
My vains lay breathless
No blood to flow with a few heart beats
Am an after man living for progress
My brain is nailed with illusions
Those that have imprisoned all my dreams
Though i still believe am a star in my own life
Have lost alot and fear not to loose more
Wait for the one time i step foot off locked doors surrounding me
Nov 2015 · 550
That Time
When your mind is at work
Walking in illusions of reality
Lying down sleepless
Thinking hard into a headache
Remembering what you didnt forget
Seeking for what you see though out of your reach.

You travel long distances unnoticed
Being hauted by the spirit of hardwork
Holding back anything that causes pain.

Look at how far i stand, forget my name but have a stand
You're not to see me soon
Efforts shall overspeak my actions
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