She loved making love to me
Especially when water flows over my head
for everytime it rained
I recall the touches.
My breathe goes high to the sky
when it rains
when our skins are intact
The showers too remind me alot
only the two of us recall

Many women standing
Many others seated
Those with slander sizes
And the heavy duties.

Richly smiling Pockets
And those miserable ones
The most romantic
Even the naked with ignorance
The **** and the unlucky.
Bent teeth and gassoline breathes
The Filthy, the curved, the calm
Classy hair, drawning heads
Wild and beautiful
lousy and coloured.
Spontaneously amazing
You stand out on my checklist

When you make it in life
You become a good example everywhere
Dont forget to make it!

Give me joy, I didn’t come to suffer.
Yes I tested it’s wrath but Grace found me.
I am chanced with another life to make greatness of me, why the regrets - catch the side of my glitter and smiles.
My ambitions so high like dessert temperatures and my sight so thick like the morning fog.
No room for cautions my pain is buried in hard work so let’s make merry of baking brighter days #herdsmanofprogress

Am in a rush though I still can say something
I always see you on a daily
You stand in the way of my eyes
Destructing my focus
Igniting my intentions
Rebuking my innocence

I hold my fingers crossed
To the day I had to meet with you
Your beauty never changes
And you have the best taste of design
Each day I look at your dress code
And am flattered by your collection
Then I wonder if you don’t get tired standing
All day, all weather.

I want to let you know that I will soon
Come back for you
As I stand in this corner of secrecy
I wonder if you could join me for dinner
Even a glass of wine would work
I won’t give you my address, because I know
Where exactly to find you

Dear Mama & Papa,
I am now a grown up, crying to the hustles of the world
If my childhood-ness lacked I wouldn’t be here for you never let it happen
From the berry of Mama to the laps of papa. I so miss your touch
From the cries of crawling to the laughters of my age the world all over me. I pray for your hand to teach me how to maneuver

For the blessings of who I am are the prayers you have said
For my wins are victory to you and my sins are your grief
You have bore the pain of my actions but still cherished me as your own, I thank you can’t be enough I bless the Lord for you

So now I lay in adulthood thinking how you made it with me that I am almost a burden to my self
But then I smile for you guided and still accompany me in my journeys. I feel so lucky, loved and blessed

now my heart is happier and I am focused to making you proud
A child to shine your legacy and rain blessings to the next generation
Gods glory is going to shine through me and the fruits of your labor shall be harvested to the world
For let thy tears shade over me roll through your cheeks as a fountain of smiles and let Gods blessings grow on your heads in thousands of folds of uncountable Snow White hairs of wisdom as we live to shalom the past and dance to the dawn of our family’s future Glory

What brings you butterflies
The stare into your the apple of your eyes,
Could it be the fragrance.
The apocalypse of live thoughts else
You tend when sensacion erupts
Perhaps could it be the dangle of the lips.
The hair swerve of nudation
no more the glittery smile tendered.
Are you recognized by guile or
tides of marred character

What we have at hand is a treasure, but we run to catch what we don't have, a mystery.

What we foresee in illusions of gestures undermines reality of our very own reach.

Why have a dream to crawl yet you can walk, from a rain of opportunities to a desert of wishes.
Should Chances override choices?
Let not friction jump you from a pitch to a maze
#herdsmanofprogress

O⃨u⃨t⃨ o⃨f⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ m⃨a⃨n⃨y⃨ d⃨e⃨c⃨i⃨s⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨s⃨
Y⃨o⃨u⃨ a⃨r⃨e⃨ o⃨f⃨f⃨ t⃨o⃨ s⃨e⃨t⃨t⃨l⃨e⃨ w⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ f⃨o⃨r⃨ o⃨n⃨e⃨
T⃨h⃨e⃨ o⃨n⃨e⃨ t⃨h⃨a⃨t⃨ w⃨i⃨l⃨l⃨ b⃨r⃨i⃨d⃨g⃨e⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨ o⃨r⃨ e⃨x⃨c⃨e⃨p⃨t⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨a⃨l⃨l⃨y⃨ b⃨r⃨e⃨a⃨k⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨
B⃨u⃨t⃨ h⃨o⃨w⃨ a⃨r⃨e⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨ t⃨o⃨ k⃨n⃨o⃨w⃨ f⃨r⃨a⃨n⃨g⃨i⃨l⃨e⃨ h⃨e⃨a⃨r⃨t⃨
T⃨h⃨e⃨r⃨e⃨ c⃨o⃨m⃨e⃨s⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ o⃨u⃨t⃨r⃨a⃨g⃨g⃨e⃨d⃨ t⃨e⃨m⃨p⃨t⃨a⃨t⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨
t⃨h⃨e⃨ d⃨e⃨v⃨i⃨l h⃨i⃨m⃨s⃨e⃨l⃨f⃨ s⃨a⃨l⃨i⃨v⃨a⃨t⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨ o⃨v⃨e⃨r⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨r⃨ l⃨a⃨c⃨k⃨ o⃨f⃨ o⃨p⃨t⃨i⃨c⃨a⃨l⃨ t⃨h⃨i⃨n⃨k⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨

T⃨h⃨e⃨ v⃨i⃨r⃨g⃨i⃨n⃨ s⃨i⃨n⃨n⃨e⃨r⃨ i⃨s⃨ a⃨s⃨t⃨r⃨a⃨y⃨, w⃨a⃨l⃨k⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨ w⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨ a⃨ d⃨a⃨s⃨h⃨i⃨n⃨g⃨ d⃨a⃨r⃨e⃨
W⃨h⃨i⃨l⃨e⃨ m⃨y⃨ e⃨y⃨e⃨s⃨ a⃨r⃨e⃨ f⃨o⃨c⃨u⃨s⃨e⃨d⃨, t⃨h⃨e⃨ u⃨n⃨b⃨e⃨a⃨t⃨a⃨b⃨l⃨e⃨ f⃨a⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨ i⃨n⃨ m⃨e⃨
S⃨h⃨u⃨t⃨t⃨e⃨r⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ i⃨n⃨c⃨l⃨i⃨n⃨e⃨ w⃨i⃨t⃨h⃨i⃨n⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ r⃨e⃨m⃨e⃨d⃨y⃨, c⃨a⃨t⃨c⃨h⃨ d⃨o⃨w⃨n⃨ h⃨e⃨r⃨e⃨ c⃨o⃨m⃨e⃨s⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨r⃨ e⃨s⃨c⃨a⃨p⃨e⃨
S⃨t⃨r⃨i⃨p⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨r⃨ t⃨h⃨o⃨u⃨g⃨h⃨t⃨s⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ d⃨i⃨v⃨e⃨ i⃨n⃨t⃨o⃨ r⃨e⃨a⃨l⃨i⃨t⃨y⃨, h⃨a⃨v⃨e⃨ a⃨ p⃨i⃨e⃨c⃨e⃨ o⃨f⃨ f⃨l⃨e⃨s⃨h⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ s⃨w⃨a⃨l⃨l⃨o⃨w⃨ t⃨o⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ p⃨r⃨i⃨d⃨e⃨ o⃨f⃨ d⃨i⃨v⃨e⃨r⃨s⃨i⃨o⃨n⃨
D⃨e⃨c⃨l⃨i⃨n⃨e⃨ i⃨n⃨t⃨i⃨m⃨a⃨c⃨y⃨ a⃨s⃨ y⃨o⃨u⃨ w⃨a⃨y⃨ f⃨o⃨r⃨ a⃨ q⃨u⃨a⃨r⃨t⃨e⃨r⃨ m⃨i⃨l⃨a⃨g⃨e⃨
W⃨a⃨l⃨k⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ t⃨a⃨l⃨e⃨s⃨ o⃨f⃨ n⃨o⃨ r⃨e⃨v⃨e⃨r⃨s⃨e⃨ i⃨n⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ m⃨i⃨d⃨ o⃨f⃨ t⃨h⃨e⃨ d⃨i⃨t⃨c⃨h⃨, s⃨w⃨o⃨r⃨d⃨ o⃨u⃨t⃨ a⃨n⃨d⃨ b⃨l⃨a⃨z⃨e⃨ f⃨o⃨r⃨t⃨h⃨.

Most of my bored moments
I take myself for dinner
Seat at the table
And make my orders.
I Take bother hard and soft drinks
Though allergic to drunkardness
I sip with courage
It's a self drive
Joyful to love oneself.

when they saw me listen to their errors, they
warmed up in gladness thinking I had fallen for
their traps.
At times it's good to be considerate, watch and
see what offers tomorrow brings.
once in a while play deaf and catch heads off
guard. its good to act **** to see what people
say about you, fail to react in your deepest
disappointment, act blind to see who misleads
you.
Never should you ever underestimate a heart
that act's and lives in simplicity; for it knows
alot though chooses silence since as its the
meditation of the meek.
You may live to think your the brightest,
swelling about what you utter to your subjects
but wisdom speaks not in boast. When the
quiet genius roars, its worth a display of great
inspiration.

World aint looking for ***** donors
It needs men who are pillars
Fathers, dads and husbands.
The real ones to create a future
to plan a safe, secure and bright.
Not only multiply and fail to care
Not to fill a generation with anger and curses
Not to veil mothers with the sorrow of solo responsibilty and burdens
To give children a hope and love of a family.
#herdsmanofprogress

Me N You is the menu
The menu of smiles
That I can’t forget to remember
the addiction from your laughters.

Little teddy bear 🧸 holding my hopes high the sky, if the doesn’t come the moon will marry the stars ✨

Where in the world does most
Love comes from?
The world is summarized by its big size,
But you summarize the;
Beauty in the whole world.
What a merchant of beauty, you are.
I can straightly tell you;
That you melt my worries each time
We are together.

Though I choose my daily menu,
I never chose that we meet
But destiny brought you into my life.
Away from my thoughts
and imaginations-you appeared  
Kicking out the terror of all night mares from me
and setting me free, off the hook
of living with a wandering mind.

Considered me a Great man isn’t the issue
but hunting down
The most prestigious, beautiful-though feared
and untamable in nature, has left all men
Bowing in respect . For this is;, my treasure
I trade it with no other.
The Indescribable body that lives me boasting.
All Lying in my custody
Let it live, but dehorn it ,So that it may not hurt you

And when we met it was unusual
I thought I was sleep walking.
You entice me with sweet memories
From the time you set foot, in my life.

The darkness of loneliness disappeared in thin air,
I felt love moving down my soul
this time, I had graduated
With a first class degree in love
and straight away you granted me a post,
Senior counsel in the chambers of your heart.

Goodbye to the Merchants of lies
Am away from the streets of loneliness
To a city of happiness
I wish not to look back
I may miss a memory of this
Comfort zone.
Don’t wake me up, am no longer a dreamer

He created me to serve him
And promised me all I ever needed,
When he tested me with a little
I grew wings and turned into a god
Being intimate over a spoonful he had
shared with me by his Grace.

I have terribly meandered time to time
in the world of pleasing human nature
seeking favour and forgetting I have a
provider and maker.
shading over my weaknesses
yet my redeemer laid them to the cross

How could I be a coward yet his blood
cleansed me.
pure and fine like gold
yes Lord you're above all, so I carry my
punctured heart and life to you
That you lift it to the works of your Glory
hold me from doom as for I wish to live in
your new breath of life.

miss me until you cry
miss me until you freeze
miss me till my absence haunt me
miss me till I get a headache
miss me till you catch a cold
when I meet you
you will smile
kiss you and you melt
touch you and you will run warm

Money scarcity
low circulation
high prices
High demand
More expenditures
less earned
Paid goods not delivered
The delivered not paid
Borrowing for debts
Accumulation of misfortune
death of loved ones
More crimes committed
A life of inequalities

What will i say to our tomorrow for having failed to show you yesterday.

Lets walk in hand by our future not to promise time with an excuse.

I forgot how i breathed yesterday, since my heart walks in your atmospheric direction.

Can we reach a consensus to have your shadow play with mine or farely  to collect the soil off your sandles of each footstep.

The rain washed away my hopes for your arrival at the junction were the sun burnt your feet to reach me this far, the wind blew you to shiver in fear as i waited at crossroads of the moonlight in the moonless night

#herdsmanofprogress

Today gives you freedom, it brings you hope it sets the pace that tomorrow is a better  day.

https://twitter.com/thomasbron_m/status/1278037720498089984?s=21

#herdsmanofprogress

Sleepless nights before and after my coming
Pain prior and after my existence
You never became tired but drew closer
Catch a cold, have me warm
The person who bore to believe in me always
Beatings were a sign of distinguished love
You stood defensive even in my own wrongs
And applauding me to find the best ever
You never left me for anything
Carried me from crawling and sickness
Installed in me a merciful heart of giving
All I am is a bit of what you had for me
You’re the light that smoked out my darkness
Taught me to love the right and convert evil
Words are a meal to my daily life
I can never get enough, or tired of listening
I will forever be grateful to have you
And will keep on keeping on.

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.

The heart of a man
living at the height of struggle
Reaching out to better other souls
They don’t like you for reason
They like you for seasons.

Appended knee on smiles
We live to serve purpose
Only to the value of beholder

Enkindle with hope
Mwanadamu
This ain’t your world
Another place awaits after this world

#herdsmanofprogress

I write with passion
I write with thoughts
I live by moments
I envy not those who are better

I don't mind it being singled out
or left with no hope of sight
I will still write
before the later, I still believed in ME

Tears aren't my remedy
Much as I can't keep away from you
I try to condense and bear it
though the pain is worse than a blazing bush

you are now more than an Ulcer to me
that I cant scratch when it itches me
I still keep it  in my dreams
but hate it how you play with my thoughts
chasing you from there is effortless
cause you never move an inch

Too tired of how your name sounds in my mind
louder than Xmas bells
ringing in church

your name runs through my head like the moving wind in the air
Each time calling me for rescue
but have never found it when  I search

making the matter worse
the memories I bear
turn all "hate to love"
......"my lovely hopes to fear"

And each time you have to go
I Hardly wish you to leave
thinking you would be back
Even when you simply say goodbye
My heart is left debating

The distance left is longer than that
from Earth to the stars in the sky
Now for sure I find it true that
I can easily catch a cold than get over my worries for you.

They that went
Slain by death
All created wait for their day to fall
Returning to dust, Gods own making
For in life there is death as every beginning has an end

Like the tree bears leaves without knowledge starts to loose its leaves
So are our numbered days to shine on earth

No one wants to return to the maker, the struggle hits different
Before succumbing to Gods call we leap for air
To sip on the breathe for another moment
For when the day is due neither tear nor joy can't stop the chariot that comes to pick you

The ones you love go before you just to remind you of your journey
And as you are loved to many that you too will leave

A clap of the living
The silence of the dead

My people dead
Down the grave they lay
Awimawee.... Down the ground
Beautiful, short and tall alike. Clothed or naked no more

Am I to miss you on top of the prayers I may
Or do I cry and make tantrums over memories

But if we must die,we die dead not alive
Dead in body not dead in mind of the living
Not dead in moral and inhumanity
Dead in I forgiveness and buried hopeless
Dressed in witches yet sit at the high table in the church of the Lord
My people dead
They want me dead too, to which I strive to live
Their body live though gone sooner than grave' call

Yes it were you
I mean you
The very one reading
Your cared to check
Stopped when you saw it,
My name wasn't familiar ...
Took time and you read through
I don't know how much it pleased you
That one look made me win and;
Yes those very prayers
You said for the world
Helped me too,

Am now better
Out of your good heart
Am rising passed my imaginations
I am not a star, but I see you as one

My Teacher, My tea, The preacher
My teacher the mother she was
To many kids i knew or even saw
She taught me to read which i did better than many of her own.

I played to wounds as she  nursed them with love
And when i lost a tooth, she replaced it with a penny and so i learned to earn
Saveless the spending
See my empty bottle and tummy all full to her mercy
Meals in full with no bill to clear

My misbehaviour attracted her tender slaps
To which i cried and smiled to the latter
In ink and paper i see your presence
So i remember not to forget you
Each of my smiles is a written letter of thanks to you.

what do you want to be called
A one non proffessional
that corns the intelligent
out of position but endowed
with ideas.
Married as a victim of misfortune
many times you walk away free
but time will shape a day
when the sun will shine from north

No one is sensible to you
only your word is taken as a breath
many are in severe injury of
your toxic thoughts and
malicious efforts.
Nothing works by your senses
all seems wrong with you.
A distributor of calamities
and a conquerer of peace
your not worth a name in
fear of killing its meaning and destiny

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.

The time I felt tummy hurts
Those that needn't the doctor
Those of hunger strikes in me
I clinged to worry for myself
Before my life discovery.
Was too used to pizza and burgers
Nothing from my own homeland
Though in my search I fell in a direction
An improved variety tabled for us
Down the table I sat, not popular to the world but my tummy signed in
Lost my taste buds to only this
To that I ate like a hired thief in full bites
The bells of Hawaiian, becon, chicken, sausage, all for One
  A Rollecks.....
Marked my anniversary of love for snacks
The place whose memory runs in my blood
The Ugandan Nemo's,
Imprisoned my love for Rollecks
One of a kind shared without regrets

What's a new year with your old habits
What's new when your mind is still evil
Where is the new when the heart is bleeding
Who is new when you can't let go of your past.

asides

It’s only a connection of hearts
That has kept us together
Not the knowledge that I bear  
Or have acquired in institutions.

Where Love exists all Laws bow
No PHD or Masters needed to live this life
Measured to no amounts of cash
No traded soul survives
Not even exchangeable to a full Bullion van
For this am mean enough to say
No love for sale

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

Weather doesn't matter at the moment ,  
distance exist though defined
clouds cover the night & stars
show up in the sky.
To the quiet night, I add a wsh
of a precious night.
With the joy of seeing a brighter
Tomorrow.

𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚕
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍
𝙰 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜
𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎  𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚎

𝚃𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎

𝙸𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚠𝚜
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎
𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗
𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜
#𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜

Am allergic to certain things
But this one has won me over
Without detesting
Am flagged in
Though not appreciate am count at the corner.

This time my head buzzed
My heart was on its knees
Begging for her Hello.
I would smile for the rest of my day
Warmth gutted me as she drew closer
Whispering my wish of 'Hello'.
I stood up straight like I had been offered a job
She needed directions
While I smelt her colon
It went straight and blocked my nostrils.

Her shades blocked my sight for her eyes
And I kept restless
Glancing at her styles hair to nails
Finally she smiled thank you
And I smiled please come again
It's not that I loved her,
I was drifted by her sense of conduct

Failure is part of life
But not a guarantee,
just like a mistake
is a design in art.

you can't choose to chase
what is high in the air
because your landing
maynot be guaranteed ,
Or use street lights to
give light to a day.

you don't need a thousand
falls inorder to learn
much as they offer experience
Or a cold drink to chase
a bad dream.

I no longer blame people for their decisions
Because no past should live within someone’s future

Happiness gutted the *****
when it met the egg,
They had no plan to meet
But destiny brought them close.
The egg said; I didn't expect that.
Am a reaction of happiness.
created in pleasure
Connected to all supplies
Am a nine month project
Laid and raised in the womb empire

Look from the inside
Far in foresight within the boundaries
There're streams of memories
No good times far fetched to the present
Am swept across determination and failures
I have no reason to look back
There's some to loose, left are days of regret
That to gain lays asander.
Am troubled by my rescue mission
And have non to rescue me
The furthest i see is the earth ends
Its not the end, its my low strength
My energy is excessive from within
All i am left with is the love to do better
Never to see what lay behind me.

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

I can't fail to whisper in your ears
what brings joy to my soul
And I can't stand to loose your smile
since its a touch of happiness.

your absence damages my thinking
Emptying my mind to a doom,
Having my thoughts kept in traffic
By your class of beauty.

The dilemma dies out even when I meet new faces
I so not wish for more than what God has given.
save me the danger of competition
its only a trophy for one winner.

𝙸𝚝𝚜 Only 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝
𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛
𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛

#𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜

I know you used to care
And so you used to love
But the waves of the world
Chained all your hopes.

It cannot be the same
It can be much better
Let the tears flow to the dawn
The sun will come with joy.

Am right behind you in the wind
Holding up your cheek
Tell me how much you are terrified
For I can see you leaping,
You may never make it the same way
You can make a change to count.

To count the sounds of heart vibrations
To cause your lips to litter fresh words of compassion
To sail your skin to touches of nature
#herdsmanofprogress

𝗧𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄𝘁𝗵, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲.
#𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗱𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗳𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀

yes i dream only things visible
not a dreamer without action
see them captured men in thought
their future lays in the past

hallowed be in faith
a manifestation of hope to acts
the surrender of affirmation to make meaning of life
a tomorrow beautiful with scars of progress
rewind to celebrate the Graces braced to you

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.