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Letters Never Written To My Father

Hello, how you doing my guy. I know we only talk when am broke and I saw it fit to break the monotony. You sent me here, so as to pursue what you thought I liked best. Things have changed and I do not know whats my purpose at the varsity any more. Firstly, these girls are making me run mad. Your only son is madly in love with more than one girl and I dont know who will come home when it is time to surrender fifty virgin cows in the form of dowry. They are all promising, beautiful and I also tend to think they are all smart. Some dont want love, but they have very lucrative deals to offer. Dad imagine, having sex with no strings attatched! Others have turned my house to a counselling centre, when they have issues with their campus husbands they lie to me with casual sex so that I can offer them what they call words of wisdom. Dad, your son is King Solomon! Is that not a reason enough to start planning for my graduation early? You know that I don't do drugs right? Just let it rema

Listen Prodigal Son

[Doluh] Form ya kukua ma mboch ni shortlived, bado anatafuta the right stammerer Wasikutishe na manyoka,, most high ndio alumba kina omieri Kaa Joseph, wanaplan kukuuza juu we ni threat, lakini bibi ya Potifah alishakunoki In no time waambie utakua incharge of food juu Thy Father  is in heaven Unajuaa,,, tuna serve a living God, Tuna serve a winning God Ye kushindwa ni term haiko kwa dictionary yake Unamchorea juu sikuizi umeitwa msanii Unasahau, ye hu art in heaven Unamkimbia juu umeshinda ma gold medal hadi zile chinku za Beijing Ye anakushow tuliza Brejrin Juu ni ye anatibu running nose Alikuumba, anaitwa Mungu Muumba Huezi kataa vako zake juu siku hizi unaishi kwa nyumba, Kumbuka enzi ulikua unashinda kwa streets, family wamekutoroka Mbona usahau haraka hadi ukiona street family we una foka? Alituma Messiah akuje adedi juu yetu Akajaribu ku humble Messi wakicheza na Iceland Lakini bado alitumia Messi kushow ati ye ni all powerful kushinda Juju za Nigeria Anasema

June The 27th

Just give up Was the last word you said. Was i dating my crush? Was I dating myself? 3 months is quite a lot of time if converted into seconds I'm finding it hard to let go, Tears welling up my eyes Showing that you I held so dearly I cant even recall your name for I had substituted that with the love emoji I wish I heard what the ancestors told me The only true love ni ile ya magazine I find it hard to love again after you I find it overrated Or am I just a cry baby? Its hard for me to watch you leave baby And if you are to leave,, take my heart with you,, for there is where it belongs In the death stage, we never talked as often, Mama was giving me a signal But I was blinded by love Now, I cant figure out my love life without you. I'm holding back my tears, I'm holding back my disappointments But Thank you for one thing You made me realize I could write You made me meet other great word smiths who say they love my work I wish Charlotte could belie

Dont cry when am gone

* Don't cry when am gone * Enough with the tears, Keeping your eyes wet wont help Forgive me for being too insensitive but trust me no man is worth your salty tears No man is allowed to hold your thoughts captive Asking yourself, why you? I am not telling you this because I want you I am not telling you this because I care I am telling you this because at some point I will break your heart I am telling you this because You say all men are dogs and that I am no exception I am telling you this, to sound as a warning Not to cry for me when am gone Do not break down when I break your heart You are too weak to handle two broken pieces I guess that is why you keep falling in love with any man who promises you a happy time. I want to promise you some few things One, Let me guarantee you no guarantees Let me promise no promises That's all I can promise Because Because I hate it when women cry over we men In the spirit of feminism, I hear you lie to yourself that w

And on cold, dark lonely nights I,,,

I want to sleep but not wish you goodnight I want to sleep with you by my side I want to sleep with my back facing the door and yours facing the wall I want to sleep with your eyes  across mine I want to sleep with our legs tangled I want to sleep, I want to sleep but this cold wont allow I want to sleep but my thoughts wont allow Are you sleeping? I know my vibe sometimes hits below per I know sometimes I become stupid But i want to sleep with your body next to mine I want our bodies to talk a language they can only understand Some french, Talk of some french kiss Talk of some french leave Ukiskia njaa Talk of some french fries Some Napoleon Niku chipo Coz you got too much sauce Sijui nikukule na tooth pick ama tu umma I want to sleep, let my body lie next to your thoughts Let your thoughts Get to know my body Let the temperature rise, sukari ita act ka mecury. Let your good behaviours be out done If possible, we can let them slip under my carpeted floor I

Tell her I said

Tell her I said that my house is still her place Tell her I said that I love her That I still think of her But I wont talk to a deaf person in the name of love Tell her I said fuck her, For how could she? Tell her I still miss her though That I wont mind having her as mine again Tell her that I said that I wasn't cheating, but now I will only for security purposes Tell her I said that even though she Is smart and beautiful, she still made stupid decisions Tell her that I don't give a shit Tell her that her days are gone and like a stray dog lets meet when am hungry Tell her that I said I love you too Give her some mixed feelings Lie to her how I made your night while she was away Make her get away of finding away, then ask yourself why you cant beat her in her own game Make her say all men are dogs Tell her I slept with your friend Mercy Tell her, just tell her Make her lose her mind, Tell her you are seeing me Make her get intoxicated Make her burn her l

Semester Hacks

Fellow comrades, finally, we are back to business and it is no doubt that a good number of us cannot wait to get this semester done and dusted,dont worry, I got you. Surviving in this cold side of the Rift doesnot only need perseverance but also some God sent skills.Firstly, academics with no time to revell makes john a dull comrade,you have 5 days in a week to attend lecturers, please sign off in style. Friday nights tend to be boring if only you got your bed as company, you need sometime out. For those who do not prefer subjecting their livers tounnecessary torture, you can try hit up the guy who arogantly made you cut the journey to your room only for him to ask for your number and promised to get back to you, and ask him if you could spend the night at his place while you catch up some latest marvel series or even complete assignments! For our brothers and sisters who have openly decided to promote the brewing industry, Friday night is the day you have been waiting for, hit up yo

50 shades of Uncertainty

I used to like, in fact I still like How you do your things I like how you lie to yourself that you got an attitude I like how you lie to yourself that you keep to yourself But interestingly, I like how you warm my heart yet you are so cold,, I like how you do the things you do You are too innocent, that when you cover up, the cat lets itself out of the bag I like how you get me writing, not that you inspire my thoughts, no, never, You inspire my emotions And right now I'm between a rock and a hard place My emotions are mixed I hate to love and really love to hate you Sometimes you carry me for a fool, luckily, I'm way heavy Sometimes you are way too nice, sometimes you are jerk You are not qualified for bipolar, You are just an overgrown adolescent You can't get hold of what you want, You say that, a lot is spoken in silence, you are wrong, only arrogance and ignorance is Hey hold up, I'm not going harm on you I'm just letting my thoughts of yo

Voices of a distressed boy child 2

Baby,, I know we don't talk,, you have reduced yourself to the level of my crush,, all I want but never get, the only difference is when I say i love you is you say you too, I am cork sure that if i was in the friend zone, You would have a story to tell by now. You would be coming for unplanned sleepovers in the name of missing me, but right now, I'm a ceremonial boyfriend, what is there to prove that we are dating? Apart from me pinning your chats, what makes you special? Add to the fact that you are still a freshman at campus, Okay, I am not trying to make you look less important, that is if you ever think that you are important, All that am trynaa do is to pump sense in your brain, not that you are senseless, OK maybe yes, but I hope not, but do you think that I'm a stone? I'm a superhero, at least for now, but, don't they have wives? Don't they render the sepals to the flower too weak to hold? I need answers. I am no fuck boy, not addicted to sex either,

Dear Ex

Hello Ex Girlfriend, I know you never expected to hear much from me But I hope that you are doing okay You know that I'm a man of ego, higher than what eagles fly on a rainy day You know that I am always right, and that the only time I'm wrong is when I have to ask for the greenlight to go in Okay, you know a lot about me Or should I remind you of my tongue game? Do you miss speaking in tongues, do you miss getting wet like a rained on cat? Do you even miss me? Personally, I never thought that I will ever miss you, I'm not even sure if I am missing you right now, but I think I want you closer. Not as Girlfriend and boyfriend, hell no!! Not in my wildest dreams But as adults who know what they want. I know you tell your friends, the likes of Janet and Shiko, that I am still immature, okay, you might be right on this particular one. I know I left for greener pastures, yes I am a nomad of love, or am I the cow? You see, I thought that your friend had all the qualit

Rewind

I lay on my bed reminiscing with my legs resting on that one chair Thoughts of how I thought it would be Thoughts of how I thought you to be After two months of trying and first week of April Things have never been the same Not that they changed, no, they ain't just the same I remember, It was hard for me to love It was hard for me to text to blue ticks It was even harder for me to start a conversation for three consecutive days I lay on my bed thinking, On how you would ask for my whereabouts when i disappeared online I remember you using the moon face 🌚while I was online but not replying to your messages I remember you asking why I never had a girlfriend But But since you became my girlfriend You do not have questions to ask Since you became my girlfriend you only use the moon face when I upload a status you think is directed to you In fact, Since you became my girlfriend we even talk less Yes I notice But, only talk when the words are from the heart Those