Illusions

“This isn’t right…” “What isn’t?” “Us…” “Wow, this was short lived. Not even 6 months have passed and you are calling it quits… Just wow!Have a good day!”   That’s how I began my morning. A text from this person I have been seeing! Truth be told, I didn’t like like him at first, but…

Starting Small

I called her! I wanted to see beauty and happiness. She agreed to meet me for tea! She suggested a beautiful place that serve tea in cute kettles and little cups. She recommended I take the blueberry muffins, “they serve them hot,” she added. She looked beautiful and radiant she had this glow around her…

Lock Down

Allow me to tell our story: we met on a cold night, a while back a month like this, it was on a Tuesday i think a date that ended with (th) i think it was the thirteenth, if not the fourteenth, he was beautiful his eyes sparkled.   Allow me to tell our story:…

Passionate Poison

A friend of mine recently tagged me in a post about the mama who razed the boyfriends car in Rongai simply because she found out he was having an affair with another woman. I was stupefied by the stupidity of the said woman and before y’all throw stones, kindly remember the burnt car wasn’t having…

The Closure

sometimes we want to give up, give up on trying to look for the things we thought we deserved. we wanna throw our hands in the air and say that we do not care, that nothing makes better sense apart from being a loner. and we all have a “her” or a “him” a fiction of some…

I am sorry…

I have always wanted to write you a letter, one that am sure you will never read, but i do hope and pray that the stars and skies will create an opportunity and that you will come across this letter. I did everything like the rest, i was afraid of standing out, I feared being…

my fantasy

I kissed his tip, He touched my lip, I thought it was love, Then it was over, a sweet moment… I said hello He said he is low, I knew he was opening up, He kissed my forehead, I gave him my heart , Never knew it will not last , He promised heaven, and…

ANOTHER NIGHT

*some smooth rnb in the background* Tuesday night it is… Just after a single date with myself, Poetry night isn’t for loners, Or maybe poets are loners, Loners that find embrace in their words, Loners that find solace in the rhyme, Loners that find comfort in the script… .   Tuesday night it is… Just…

ManDay Blues

what is so blue about this day? is it the fact that my conscience is wandering? or the fact that i am irked at the thought of you?   i wanted everything different, that the thought of you would not drain, that the thought of you would not weaken me, that the thought of you…