Letter To My Parent


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Hello mum and dad (who were to be), I hope you are fairing on well. As for me, my body is rotting in a dump site while other body parts were eaten by the vultures.My soul is guarded by the guardian angel (I thank God for this). Mum,I am in great pain for I did not enjoy the world like other kids.
I remember you and dad meeting at that campus overnight event, your glossy and beautiful smiles colliding, you shared laughter as you exchanged phone numbers. As one half of me lay in my mother’s ovary and the other in my father’s epidermis, I prayed and wished that your meeting and what was to come after could be sweet fruits but I now realize that was all fantasy and in vain!15875501_1839893482923752_149753689396721296_o
Mum, you grew up a good girl and swore to ever uphold your morals,you asked God to guide your ways to make the right decisions. Was aborting me the right decision? That chilly morning you and dad woke up to go and kill me will forever haunt your spirit. My soul is venting red-hot anger on you two for taking my life.
In that backstreet clinic, ‘the doctor’ told you to lay your legs apart while dad was seated in a corner his heart pumping against the standard 72 heartbeats per minute (Daddy, am sure you knew it was wrong). The ‘doctor’ put on his gloves, carried all manner of crude weapons ready to terminate me from this world. Mum, I never thought you could have such a great courage to allow that money oriented ‘doctor’ to kill your lovely baby!
He mercilessly cut my arms as I tried to protect my one young life. My prayers to God did not materialize as the ’doctor’ had his way. After my arms he went for my legs… mum and dad….What if it was you?, how could you feel? That was my last breath in the only world I knew (the womb).
Dad, I hate you with passion that I can’t hide from you. You sent your roommate to exile to have some privacy with mum. He slept out in the cold. I remember that night very well. It was a Friday and the campus was full of beehive of activities. The only option for him was student center where he (your roommate) played pool with friends till dawn. If he could have caught pneumonia could have you paid his hospital bills? Oh! That is a silly question! You were even unable to raise the abortion fee, so do not lie to me that you will have paid his medical fee. By the way,have you paid your friends the debts you owe them after theycame to your rescue to kill me?

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With all those protective gears all over the campus washroom (Sure Condoms) you could not use your mature brain. I know about human error, but your ‘roomy’ sent you a text to check his draw for a packet of Condoms. You read the text and ‘nkt’ was the best answer you had for your only caring and concerned roommate.
Am in pain I never had a chance to play ’cha baba, cha mama’ with other children. I was never given parental love, to be cuddled and called sweet names. Am hungry for I did not suckle, in cold since mum dumped me like used diapers and dad facilitated this unaware of the disservice you were doing to the world.
You killed the only solution that the world wanted. You are under a big curse for you eliminated the brain that was to steer the invention of  HIV/AIDS cure and totally pluck out the plague. You only thought of the short term goals and never looked beyond my birth and the uniqueness that every human life comes with. Do me a favour and tell the world “Abortion is a crime”
Yours faithfully
Aborted child.

By Nyamare Roy

The Wail


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Like a flower at a river bank,
Love blossoms.
The attractive petals and scent,
Insects are lured

Boundaries are crossed,
Wild we get!
Blind it turns us,
And like a sculptor,
A junk of wood becomes a fine piece of art.

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But why the wallet?
Must we eat at KFC for you to stamp my quest?
I- just but a scholar desperate for a degree,
Parent_Mpesa nourishment, is all I trust,
And when allocation is done, left is nothing for the dates!

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Beb, don’t look at what I am,
Look at what we can be,
Don’t settle for common, stand for the unique,
There is a Continent to explore,
Move out of that dark corner,

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Dear love, everything beautiful you see,
Time it took to build,
Instant is no miracle, a lie to destroy you it is,
Them moneybags after you, don’t give them your ear,
Like a hen cares for its chicks, for you I will care,

Passion is you, Home we should go soon,
That ring down your finger,
As the crowd witnesses,
Till death do us part, home we will happily dance,

Just before that, don’t walk away,

Away just because I Can’t afford a moneybag life,
This is my cry, a wail of a man in love,
A man who fears to be played,
A man ready to sacrifice, sacrifice the little he has for you,

I love you.
I care about you.
Just hang on.
All shall be well.

But why The Coffee Dates?


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You Can’t hide love, Social strata is no ligature,
The battle began, thank you Mack Zuckerburg,
The conversation grew, the feelings crossed the bridge,
And the coffee date happened!

Tall she was and she is, Brown she was and she is,
What a smile! Oh My! I love the dental gap,
In that middle man coffee house, I received my wife to be,
A hug I desired, for sure she did give it to me,
And the coffee date was here!

“Miss, you may have a seat” I pulled the chair for her,
Mmmh! Here we are, strangers- sharing a cup of coffee,
Ma’am (I love this name)- This is the cyber Roy- Your social media darling,
An enticing smile she gave, ” Huh! You are tall, This Bianca”
And the coffee date progressed!

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Two hours plus we spent, we dissected all we could,
The Jungle was toured, we had some understanding,
Every man-” We”- was prepared for the next walk,
She said, ” We need time-time to know each other well”
On the other side, a man on a dilemma- she loves, she loves me not,
But again we need one one more coffee date!

Ways we parted, via phone we shall talk,
Evening came, the chat began,
“Roy, you are a nice guy”
“Bianca, I just love everything about you”
A man must fight, and my best I did,
For my heart needs the missing link,
One more coffee date!

A health chat we shared, steps ahead we moved,
The single me was fading, stamping she had to do!
In solitude for ages, pruning I had to do,
When love knocks, He does all he can to get her,
To mum, I lied, coins for the coffee date I got,
It happened- one more coffee date.

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This time- familiar faces- walking together, holding hands,
People stared, assured, assured not-This lady is mine,                                                                                                      More open, more comfortable, more issues,
The vast relationship issue, we traversed,
Again more time she needed- a demoralized man I was,
But why the coffee dates?

The session ended, mad I was running,
Home I walk single, assured am not,
Poems I did, convinced she was not,
But What did she need?
Away from the dates, hikes we went, parks we visited and games we played,
But why the coffee dates?

All we can be is friends- she tells me,
Friendship she values,
She doesn’t want to hurt me,
She wants us to be bonded forever- not in love but in friendship,
Should I give up? Should I soldier on?
I need love not friendship.
But Why The Coffee Dates?

For You Forever Meant Never!


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Am one hurt man, a man betrayed by a lady,
In the same wavelength, I believed we were one,
Love,Commitment and sacrifice is what I pledged,
‘Forever you are my one n only’ Your promise it was,
What is the meaning of forever?

Did you really love me?
What is it that you saw in me and I no longer have it?
Was it love? Was it material things?
Where are you? I need the answers,
Now I suppose,Forever meant Never.

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The feelings I had for you,
The sacrifices I made just to make you happy,
No single day you suffered under my arms,
I covered you during the rain,
I gave you warmth during the cold,
And the best you could do is betray me,
Betray me with your ex.

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I gave you love,you gave me a smile,
A smile to lure me,use me and walk away,
You no longer in my life, the memories are intact,
The separation was painful,the insults broke my trust,
I learnt alot, You were a mistake,
For you forever meant Never.

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You played it cool with me, you build confidence in me,
Your smile blindfolded me,
My trust n fidelity has brought me down,
Am now crippled,crippled by your lies,
My family n friends are the only warmth,
For you forever meant Never.

I wanted nothing more than you,
Nothing more than your love,
Nothing more than your trust,
Nothing more than to commit to you,
I have to accept n say BYE.

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Am crushed like eggs,
My soul pains just because of you,
A viper you are,the venom is in my blood,
For you forever meant never

Bye Bye… I wish you well… I wish you good.

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What I Meant (Bye Bye My Lover)


I meant no harm, even my conscience couldn’t allow,
I saw a weak and a susceptible heart,
I wanted to safeguard it… yes- from Vultures,
But you lied to me.

What went wrong, I keep wondering.
Was the fault mine?
Was the fault yours?
But you lied to me.

That evening we met at a friend’s place.
We had a chit chat,
We shared laughter and exchanged numbers,
But you lied to me.
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We spent together,
Our friends salivated,
In a blink of an eye, We were no more,
But you lied to me.

Whatever went wrong… am not sure,
Is it our friends who corrupted us?
Is it money that broke our trust?
Am still worried!
But you lied to me.

Now… When I see you,
I see a demon in you,
Just because you broke my heart,
In you I see a traitor,a spy and worst of all a whore,
But you lied to me.

My heart wants you still,
But am fighting hard to avoid you,
My mind has accepted you are no more,
But my heart is conflicting,
But you lied to me.

BYE BYE MY LOVER.

Inspired by a true love story

CONFESSION OF MY SOUL…


I remember the first day,
The day I first saw you,
In that religious gathering,
I suppose you are a woman of God,
This I know am not wrong,
Your name- says it all.
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To me, you are a special gift,
Full of intelligence and wise reasoning,
Always giving and helping through good and bad times,
We have disagreed on some occasions,
But we have always resolved the hiccups.

You always lend me an ear,
I hope I too lend you mine,
You listen, laugh and care,
You uplift me and make me smile,
My dear, I wanna make you smile everyday.

As Carolyne A. Davis says….
You are the one I most admire, with great intentions and loving desires,
Passion and trust and knowing that your care brings a lifetime of happiness for us to share…
So I say to the one I care for.

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Am yearning for one special day…
To surprise you… not the usual surprises…
As you read this, am waiting in the cold…
With open arms, so that when this day comes…
You will run and plunge unto them.

A significant period has passed…
Is the distance we have covered enough?
What are we to become?
Is something in the making?
Is “Best Friends” enough?

We started as strangers…
We are good friends…
Quench my thirst…
And let it be a YES when the day comes.

 You are special to me!!!

‘Dedication to a special lady in my life.’