Monday 25 August 2014

Words

I want to say so many things but words fail me,
It’s like silence has overcome the fountain inside,
Where words once ran unbridled and free,
Nothingness was enamoured by me and decided to reside.
I want to say many things but words escape so easily,
I want to shout but I no longer know how,
Being outspoken was once part of my entity,
It seems so foreign now

I want to scream about the heart rending things happening today,
The way love died a cold death when the world was led astray,
How justice melted in fear when courage was whisked away,
To the guillotine, leaving behind a world drenched in disarray,
I want to express myself in this poem so vague,
I want to say so much yet fumble so miserably,
Maybe I stop here before I am carted off to Hague,
To answer for crimes against honesty. And Poetry... 

I want to call you and tell you I miss you
Write on your wall or send you a tweet or twenty,
But then I shall come off as a stalker, unstable too,
And I’m not ready for my head to have a bounty.
I want to see you, I really do,
Tell you how much you complete my mental pictures plenty,
But the few words I can garner sound untrue,
It’s like the soul of my truth is bound in antiquity

Because you are no longer here,
And everyday your memory dissipates,
You are a shadow untouched by fear,
A mirage for who my frail heart "palpitates"
I could cry and drown the earth,
But it would never bring you back,
I want to revel and bask in all the mirth,
You showered upon me before you were swept away by that gruesome attack


Monday 4 August 2014

From Shanghai to Vermont.

Usijikoseshe usingizi,
Kuelewa ya wanadamu,
Wala sijifunge hirizi,
kujikinga na ghamu,
Yao maganda ya ndizi,
Ukiyatelezea utapoteza fahamu,
Ya firauni yatakufanya chizi,
Ukazama kwa bahari ya Shamu

People think they know you but they don’t
Think they’ll break you but they won’t
Think they know your life story down to the font
Assume the backbencher will never dine at the front.
(Dismiss the affront)
Never let the scars of their daggers haunt,
Smile at them them marks proudly flaunt,
Let them tirelessly taunt,
You; it’s your name they’ll hail from Shanghai to Vermont
(Revel in this jaunt).

Asikubabaishe mwizi,
Kukuvamia jambo gumu,
Hafahamu zako tizi,
Mwenyewe tajilaumu
Limbukeni na chipukizi,
Hata akutilie sumu,
Pwagu kampata pwaguzi,
Shubiri tamu kwa anaye dumu

People think they know you but they don’t
Think they’ll break you but they won’t
Think they know your life story down to the font
Assume the backbencher will never dine at the front.
(Dismiss the affront)
Never let the scars of their daggers haunt,
Smile at them them marks proudly flaunt,
Let them tirelessly taunt,
You; it’s your name they’ll hail from Shanghai to Vermont
(Let them have their jaunt.)

Sibabaishwi na taharuki,
Meona mengi nikakita,
Medungwa mikuki,
Ila kifo kimesita,
Asali mali ya nyuki,
Kuchovya mzinga watakupiga vita,
Mesimama tisti sitikisiki,

Revel in this jaunt,
Let them tarnish and taunt,
You, flourish while they remain gaunt,
Let them have their jaunt

Kibali