Rooted

Am amazed by the diversity and beautyfrom homeAs if it's mimicking the intricacy and uniqueness of the mother land, A land that hosts 52 glorious countries, Curved seductively like some of its inhabitantsEbbing left and right with glorious sights, Sensual soundsTantalizing scents,Sensual soundsEvoking a deep sense of belonging:Rooted we are. I turn left and the…

Dog’s Day Out

Her: I tongue youHim: What did you say my hooman?Him: I tongue you too.Both: grin like clowns I love this dogNot the four lettered one,bipedal creature, no. Why would I even call a human that? I mean the four legged being, The one with fur as it's canvas, Eyes that can make you swoon andThose…

Hassled

I just woke up from a sweet dreamwhere I was told 'bei ya maisha itaenda chini'then reality slapped me so hard into the nightmare that is. Photo by Joshua Oluwagbemigahttps://unsplash.com/photos/Jq0coU4cdFE?utm_source=unsplash&utm_medium=referral&utm_content=creditShareLink And the one thing I was sure ofAnd reassured about, The thing that would have bridged the gapBetween my starving past and a bountiful future,…

The Storyteller

Are you going to tell her story?Whose going to tell her story,her history?Her story and not his story? If you'd looked at her outward appearance You wouldn't see the deep marks That if put together, like a jigsaw, form Africa in its glory. You wouldn't even see deeper to the scars She bore to free…

The Cookout

With the outburst of laughter full of hope, promise and love, Mild music as the soundtrack, -and the icing on the cake-The simple taste of culture I'm swallowingI can't help but be taken back to the cookout. And I could swear I could almost taste it...I could almost taste the joyous sounds emanating from children…

Home

“Sitting just a stone throw awayFrom the flames so hot they try to lick me And where the tongue of the flame kisses lightly, the breeze coolsWith the choir of the night as soundtrackAnd a cup of tea perfect to a tee Warming what the flames can't I remember that placeA place called home:Is home…

Sparked To Flame

“Once upon a timeThere was a girl... No, that does seem right. Things might go left After the third stanza. So back to the drawing board, we write. More than once during this timeA gentle soul shadowed by a mighty breezeWith an elixir of words dares to paint worldsFilled with emotionsFeel-ed with motions. Dares to…

I Am

“I Am one star among the bewitching moon mesmerized by its power, Mysterious and yet magical even with my tiny spark, I draw forth its elixirMajestically shining my little light through words, conjuring worlds and enchanting with feelsIn the hope that I'd reach the deepest corners of your mindCleansing us off doubts, and fears as…