we meet in the evening when night is calm along the river

We are forbidden to great or cross the river

I sigh on your sight as i wish to hold hands

Let us be the change that we want to see

We appease our ancestors who set this borders

We are forbidden to great or cross the river

I wish we could beacause i love you

I wish we could because i want you

Can we rewrite history and start afresh

Let us cross the river and taste the waters

#kasitti1 #kasitti #boundaries #love boundaries # lost love #choice #tamed # life

She is left alone as the gathering dispersed. Everyone went to their homes as the funeral was over. She then remembered how her teacher kept inviting the kids for plays and stayed late in school. yes, she was so lonely with no family or anyone to talk to aside from the pupils in her classroom. She was so nice, a free spirit and very supportive but no one gave back. All was taken away from her but no love was given to her. Everyone aspire to be loved an antodote to confidence. A poor man is whole, when love is in place ans as a richman is whole when love is freely given.

Love is an important antidote to any situation. Loneliness and even in wealth and abundance, when true and genuine love is shown. It heals a broken heart.

Love is the antidote.

#love #antidote #heartbroken #freespirit #giver #nature

Alas!! a moment has come when we rejoice together, SARS-CoV-2 is no more. We emerge from our shelters. The light is too bright, what date is this? my hair is stiff, my nails are chapped, my skin is glowing but making steps has been made difficult by the consistent eating and sleeping. We conquered, that is the important thing.

The creator of the universe heard our cry, yes he heard our prayers. Nature conspired for us, that we emerged as winners.

The fight was over we won by a great margin. Many of our solder fell, gave in and got tired of it all. It was a sad awakening, a period when together we fell and divided we stood. The new normal was to work from home, no hugging,no shaking of hands like my country men prefer in greetings, no gathering in places of worship. We grew fat as the distance between the fridge and the couch was very small. Ooh! I have a business idea that crossed my mind during the quarantine period. We are out, working to grow.

Covid-19 has finally bowed, the quest for compentency has revealed the winner.

We need each other to stand in for prayers,

we need each other to support the bereaved,

we need each other to fight any pandemic,

we need each other to support the government,

we need each other to win.

#questforcompetency #covid-19 #SARS-CoV-2 #coronavirus #pandemic #thepandemic #theend #change #lessons #shelter #hibernation

The first time i went to the local mall after moving to the biggest city in Kenya. Kaiden was chatting with his friends and suddenly all eyes were on me. I was the new girl in the estate. After a successful interview, i got the job in Nairobi which was a new town for me. I knew very few people and making friends found a number in my to do list.

I met him severally at the mall but ignored the woman intution of a bad guy syndrome in him. Yes, i went for several dates and enjoyed his company. Kaiden has perfected the art of coniving and i became part of his statistics. We fell in love but it dawned on me that i was alone in the relationship.

The days went by and closer we became. Kaiden treated me like a queen i was. I knew i made it as my tradition dictated that a woman needed to be with a man for her to earn some respect. He took me out to places i had never been too and silly me, i thought that indeed i had found love. As we entered the second year, i became blind to his actions.

The punching bag i was, did not question any fault or wrongdoing lest i get another blow. We moved in together with Kaiden and things got worse, he would bring women to the house, reciepts from hotels where he changed women like clothes and only supernatural power protected us from contracting serious STIs. I bore the pain for a little longer and it became worse each day with a new twist to it. The art of gaslighting was real and isuffered alot that y self esteem was thrown to the dogs. i felt useless, unwanted, insane and with no confidence to speak in any forum and even in a group of three.

One evening as i nursed my burnt leg caused by him pouring hot milk on me, my phone rang and here she was, a lady with a tired and scratchy voice. Nelima, she called, i responded and inquired who it was. Kaiden had left his second wife in the village, she was heavily pregnant with no means of attending prenatals leave alone preparing for the birth of a child. We had a home in the village and the entire family hid it from me that as soon as i left for Nairobi, Akinyi would come back from wherever she had been commanded to dissapear to. This act was to avoid meeting me and destroying Kaiden's new found marriage. I knew of the second wife that evening, the same way she had found out of a first wife who was rescued by her kin.

The family considered me as their cash cow hence frustrating Akinyi who was made to take a loan from the Arab world where she used to work and come back to Kenya to live happily ever after. Poor girl could not go back as she was was to repay the loan advance to her by her employer's bank. The money was not invested in any project, she had no job and has not been remitting any instalments.Her life was in shambles. Kaiden continues to perfect his act of gaslighting to poor beautiful and innocent souls who may not suspect.

The pain that has been caused to me is unexplainable with my beauty fading away. Wait, i need a come back.

#comeback #short story #bad guy #poetry #opinon #fiction # nofiction

A voice is fading the lamp is diming,

you are all alone with no one to talk to

you gave me warmth you gave me a bath

you grounded the maize you cooked for me

A voice is fading the lamp is diming

you have no oil in your lamp

your eyes are tired your legs are feeble

your body is has no strength to walk up the hill

You need some water, the river is downhill

The voice is fading the lamp is diming

Who will rescue my beloved?

Who will fetch fire wood for you?

Who will mill the flour on the stone?

Who will get kerosene for you?

Your voice is fading your eyes are diming

Give me a smile, give me a touch

I need your assurance that you will wait for me

Iam coming soon to rescue you

Please cook for me your delicious chicken

I long to see you I have a beautiful dress for you

Your voice is fading your lamp is diming

The years have gone I miss my beloved

She stole my heart she joined it with hers

Her hands have wrinkled her sight is going

She speaks in luhya a sweet long time story

The years have gone I miss my beloved

The waiting is long the train is slow

The camp is far the peace is restored

I miss my beloved iam coming soon

The years have gone I miss my beloved

Your voice is fading your eyes are diming

The voice has faded the lamp has dimed

And when i looked again, you were gone.

#death #life #gone #looked #poetry #poets

Did you know the cereal i like?

They say that it has great nutritional value

They say it is filling

What do i say?

My oats are roasted

Sometimes are rolled

Sometimes are crushed

I eat the rest too

How do i eat them?

I pour in the bowl

I pour in hot milk

I enjoy my Cereals

Did i add in anything?

Sometimes the berries

Sometimes the banana

it depends with the mood

She dreamt her all

She tried her all

She prayed her all

Things were falling apart

She kept a fast

She kept her faith

But things were falling apart

She got her joy

She called her shot

But shortly things fell apart

She lost her hope

She longed for help

The more things fell apart

She died within

She cried so deep

But things fell apart

#fiction #opinion #lost hope #love #depression #poetry #poets #hope #needhelp #no option

I need the rains i need the water

They need to feed or else they will die

The cute little creatures are hopeless in my arms

My butterflies are home to enjoy the meal

The day is bright the flowers are yellow

I watered my garden to bring out the mellow

I keep a home for coloured little creatures

The butterflies are home to feel the beauty

The sun is shinning the roots are absorbing

the dew has softened the landing is smooth

The butterflies are home to take a rest

The air is fresh the wind is blowing

the breeze is cool for my little butterflies

They spread their wings they show off their colours

The butterflies are home to smell the flowers

I love the way the colours are vast

I see the yellow i see the orange

i see the white one, oh a purple one is flying

The butterflies are home enjoying the flowers

#beautiful #butterfly #butterflies #flowers #garden

#poetry #poems #articles #delicate

She closed her eyes with beautiful eyelashes with mascara

A world beyond a world unknown

A daring soul but no point of return

Where is my maker who called me home

A new dawn a flowery world

A beautiful garden beyond reproach

A world beyond a world unknown

A beautiful soul has taken the path

A world unknown we frate to partake

The issues unknown we wont approve

A world beyond a world unknown

#world #death #worldunknown #worldbeyond #beauty #life #soul

A voice is fading the lamp is diming,

you are all alone with no one to talk to

you gave me warmth you gave me a bath

you grounded the maize you cooked for me

A voice is fading the lamp is diming

you have no oil in your lamp

your eyes are tired your legs are feeble

your body is has no strength to walk up the hill

You need some water, the river is downhill

The voice is fading the lamp is diming

Who will rescue my beloved?

Who will fetch fire wood for you?

Who will mill the flour on the stone?

Who will get kerosene for you?

Your voice is fading your eyes are diming

Give me a smile, give me a touch

I need your assurance that you will wait for me

Iam coming soon to rescue you

Please cook for me your delicious chicken

I long to see you I have a beautiful dress for you

Your voice is fading your lamp is diming

The years have gone I miss my beloved

She stole my heart she joined it with hers

Her hands have wrinkled her sight is going

She speaks in luhya a sweet long time story

The years have gone I miss my beloved

The waiting is long the train is slow

The camp is far the peace is restored

I miss my beloved iam coming soon

The years have gone I miss my beloved

Your voice is fading your eyes are diming

The voice has faded the lamp has dimed

I lost my beloved she has gone for good

Goodbye my beloved a lamp has dimmed

#my beloved #grandmother#sweet one #life # flower #african#luhya#western