"darlingly" poems
They have now thronged brimful, all the barazas
In their elderly gear, in a move to cut off my thing,
The Maasai chiefs and elders have their fangs now,
More glowing in the crudeness of despotic culture,
Their foul circumcisers’ tools sharply menacing,
All focused on my ****** ******** the only joy of my nature,
They want to maliciously cut it off in their selfish solace
Minus mine consent the right of a young girl,
Chided by evils done in the name of culture,
Kwani? a maasai and culture who creates the other?
Can’t we create culture that is so darlingly to rights of girl?
Other than receding back to crookedness of un-gendered past
Denying I your posterity the rights to self worthiness,
Kindly I beg that you don’t cut of my ********
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 4:58 AM UTC
Those
Out-focused
photos of yours
still holds
the refreshing smile on you face.
Those
Partially done
conversations are
still waiting for your
candy sweet voice to get completed.
Those
half baked foods done by us
and the taste of those
still i can smell
the aroma around me.
Those
Long shot picture
where only you and me
holding our face
seeing the love beats in your eyes
still i can feel the warmth
One single smile of yours
can bring back
so many million memories into my heart
Loads of love to you
Yours Darlingly,
(The philosophy which says love is only when you feel it.)
<3
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 3:37 AM UTC