Force of Silence

Our big world in our little earth

Silence is found rarely in little things

Within the mammoths lies real noise

So where does silence really dwell?

So when does silence really swell?

It’s …

in the mind that thinks

the face that winks

the eye that blinks

All the signs that win

Silence is a force

Easing some noise to give space to any

Yes! it’s a voice

Calling some noise to come keep company

Silence is a quest

That nature seeks and the wise find peace

It’s …

between spaces of noise

with new girls and boys

in the wisdom of the wise

in the nurture of nature

It’s the freedom that never speaks,

when love lacks words.

It’s the affection that ever exists,

when you love in kind

No wonder it’s too loud

in the …

moment of a kiss

rhythm of the hiss

mourning of sorrow

hope of tomorrow

tears from eyes

years of lies

peak of truth …

All of these fruits

Silence has a silent force …

December of Christmas

Ushered in rainy dawn in our town
drops drip from my roof top down
Then drops as one gather
As families come together
To meet their misses
To kiss their lilies
And curve those trees
In December it’s Christmas

Some sigh of relief
A tough year it’s been
Others bend in disbelief
It’s a miracle to be
Laughter and joy
Year’s achievements maybe
It’s Christmas in December

Foes turned to friends
Some friends merely enemies
But a blessing in disguise
Better as an enchanted curse
Reserve this for thirty first
Today just laugh and eat
In December it’s Christmas

Remember how it all began
Wishes in Dec n goals in jan
At the end of line you can
Let everything become
as a chance to start over begins
But today toast for those ends
that left you broken or raised
Bitter or better and clever
for such times stamp memories
that will lift us when we are down
that will keep us up when falling
So celebrate for all times
It’s Christmas in December

Life Quotes

I have come to find some quotes inspiring, rhyming and yet very blunt. As some are truthful others seem to tell of the future while others just remind us where we have been … but they all are quotes worth mentioning whether in Kiswahili or English. Here are a few that have struck me this year …

Quotes lukyfranc quotes …

sina mirror ya maisha kunipa picture yenyewe, but I bet zile parts za passion na times za trials na wale waliplus peace au kuleta matata wamenichorea picha kamili

In total darkness you hold on to what you touch and cling to it like it’s the only support you have to survive. But when it dawns you realize it’s a leaflet that kept you alive. A leaflet of hope …

To succeed is a risk the heart takes involuntary or voluntarily because you may build your life or destroy it in the journey to success …

Lately I’ve been making impulse purchases and at the peak of my extravangance, stupidity is a commodity I can’t afford … so sell it outside my radius.

The more things change the more they remain the same

I remember that time, It was Suzzy

Cute blushy shy girl
Suzzy’s style trends my wall
Skirt slit, skirt tight cut so short
Shinny red shoe over brown sole
Soft skin, tender touch tease the soul

But it’s not just the sexy of Suzzy in Susan
It’s her charm to calm the heart and charm a smile
Her lovely open heart, an open book of love
When you read her done deeds of love
You will see she is as a tamed dove

Her beauty is treacherous, am guilty of love
Her moves dangerous, can harm your guilt
For when caught in between
They clamp, clasp and I in clench

But there is sweetness of Sue in Susan
I stare at her lips and ponder – the sweetness of her smile
As she talks of tastes I wonder – enchantment of her tales
Outward, hands weak and slender – Inside, a big heart like the whale
and magic of touch her hands render – consume me as a whole
For she softly sinks a will to feel – my heart surrenders

Her Heart Broken …

The look in your eyes
was a touch to my heart
And a shine of my smiles
shouting a song of affection.
You swore ’twas such a connection

You made me lose sleep
yet dreams of you I keep
our love seem hidden so deep
the devil sees it below sea
maybe that is why,
in dreams we can’t meet
Now all the deep sleep I keep I weep

It’s because I couldn’t dare
a thought of no care!
That you could be there
And leave me here
on ground so bare …
Alone! with so much to bear
A broken heart, so broke of love,
the one love curved twice above

Lingering light at tunnel end
my watery eyes focus to look
But that light becomes dark
All good has gotten bad
The open heart close the gate
And love turn to hate
Since your truths were all lies

How did you decide to this
to leave, to lie, to hurt, to kill …
After love, laughs and kiss
All you’ve left are scary scars
making markings of a memory so ill
Maybe by night scars will light dark stars

It’s so painful
But it’s just okay
It fades anyway
or in someway day by day
You’ve pushed me close to the end
But even close to end isn’t the end
Is it? …
With all this, to the world, I should blend
But first my heart has to bend
to endear despite rendered pains.

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composed on request

My I

I
Oh my
My eye
Sees I
and am
mirrored

A toy
I am
boy coy …
I sway
Away
up trees
and toss
My knees
Oh my
But I
again venture
in adventure
and am
Injured

Quite sure
Am mature
My ear
I hear
a whisper
My voice
and am
Spirited

My brain
I reign
am mine
intuition
and am
creating

Oh am
My arm
in palm
my pen
and am
written

It’s My I

The colors you reflect

Beauty I look
but it is the color I see
blue in your mood
red of your dress
are you ‘the lady in red’?

Still beauty my eyes seek
but one color blind me
maybe mine of a man
it’s the dark of black
lacking the shine of white
Am I a colorblind man?
‘Yes’
So are you a colorful woman?
‘No!’

To flirt I should think in pink
Your eyes shine yellow of the sun
the light that evokes purple in your crown
There is something in me,
Like the green of grass to be grown
a grain of love for you
it’s green that surely grows …

If you so wish to dine
I will be as historical as brown
and clad in white and black
‘you mean simple and credible?’
Yes, and you in red, ready for a date …

I see beauty
it’s the colors you reflect

The Beauty of Colors

Happy new year folks

It is early 2015 and we just enjoyed the colors that graced the 72nd golden globe awards as millionaires clamored to their golden moments. But what drew my attention was the perfect reflection of all colors. This year I want to start with an article and a poem all together since they kind of blend. Or maybe it is just a new year psyche to give you something thrillingly different. So lets think about the power of colors. Its charm, the meaning and clamor.

The Beauty of Colors

Let us actually pretend men are color blind in our globally technological world where clamor for fashion and design has become the hub of all attention. It even beats logic under such assumption that women will still use colorful dresses, lipsticks, or earrings to earn attention, well, they surely get it. Attraction to such attention is admiration to beauty, which is the enigma behind all colors. As a reference to beauty of colors, Chris de Burgh’s song ‘the lady in red’ espouses red as a colorful symbol of beauty and love. To date, the song is a hit largely because de Burgh just spots this ‘lady in red’ in the romantic red color of rose flower.

Color is beauty blending nature and culture

Actually much about beauty is represented in color, which happens to be the visual flavor of the eyes. Let it not be mistaken, there is so much in beauty beyond colors. Beauty comes as personality, character, idea, perception, nature, and even culture. Nonetheless, color, my dear, defines all beauty. Look at light that shines the sun, or bulbs beautified in many colors to blurb a certain mood or to elucidate a mode. Every day the sun turns from yellow to orange and to red-orange then back to yellow-light, and it is gives beautiful dawns, dooms, and dims. So does our daily times to love, work and play change in tandem with the sunlight colors.

Ever wondered why evening beaches have romantic lighting shores closest to our feet while brightest horizon farthest of our sight? or how good dates start as the sun sets? Or why birds bask and beautifully sing during sunrise? There you go – color! Naturally, the sun’s position lights the earth at different angles shinning different colorful rays to our faces. Although men like me are colorblind to black and white, maybe we might easily see white stars in the dark nights than the yellows and oranges of the sun. Even darkness strongly hides as it shades from grey to dark and then change to the very black. It so happens that as the night grows darker we sleep deader, slipping deeper into our dreamlands. The magnificence of the night’s most beautiful stars is born in the ‘dark darkness of black’. As you submit to the admission that nature colors our culture beautifully, it goes without say that; colors have very meaningful association to our societies.

Beautiful meanings of color

I decided to summarize every meaning of the major colors in this love poem. Enjoy.

The colors you reflect

Beauty I look
but it is the color I see
blue in your mood
red of your dress
are you ‘the lady in red’?

Still beauty my eyes seek
but one color blind me
maybe mine of a man
it’s the dark of black
lacking the shine of white
Am I a colorblind man?
‘Yes’
So are you a colorful woman?
‘No!’

To flirt I should think in pink
Your eyes shine yellow of the sun
the light that evokes purple in your crown
There is something in me,
Like the green of grass to be grown
a grain of love for you
it’s green that surely grows …

If you so wish to dine
I will be as historical as brown
and clad in white and black
‘you mean simple and credible?’
Yes, and you in red, ready for a date …

I see beauty
its the colors you reflect

Conflicts of life …

The balance of life is a conflict
Or maybe to me the concept doesn’t click
But mystery of nature vs beauty of culture is distinct
that mystery and beauty, aren’t for, but against! Tick

Why think in a box
when the earth spins to the span of the endless universe
Tho’ out of the box
boundless seas reach sown seeds, then soak-sip seeking sea level …
and limit is never and limitless ever upon fate of aconflicted destiny
People keep circling trying to reach where they want to be,
forgetting they will end up here where they have to be

As questions disturb the universe
Lookers be the first to see answers
Seekers unfold answers to life greatest questions
Yet the two pegged as discoverers

In life things are not what they seem
This life things are all the way you see
In love you fall for what you see
With hate you despise what you saw
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A cry to life, cries to death
Tears of joy, tears of sorrow
Fight over love, mourn in peace
The rich also cry, the poor laugh once

Secret to investment -follow the trend
Secret of life -never follow the crowd
Professional life -mistakes lead to fire
Social life – good mistakes to admire

Out of breath you find death
From first breath you found life …
and the cause in life and the cause of death
All the cost of living  …

The Undefeated Loser …

Need not race
Can catch up to any pace
tread below lows,
reach above heights
Sometimes go left, right
or continue straight
Every way I want can’t work
because they can all work

today I type
tomorrow I write
and when wrong I right
Then in art, design and paint
Add math the mother of all insight

But all they do is throw me back and forth
Make me doubt, unsure of my path,
The twists, turns, and runs overwhelm my wrath
Circular flows, bustle blows, my head with flaws

But I waiver not from my soul resolution
Although many things my sole flaw,
my eyes fixed to make them all flow
Gather calmness, I sip slow these blows

First I take a glass of imperfections
Then a sip of vague lines
A gulp of cunning lies
A number of crooked curves
that thought I had aligned nice
Just one of those bitter dines

As I take many things under review
Check my previous works in preview
So many flaws my fault
Then try redraw the lines I paint
A part of me takes on art
another inculcate calculations of math
Seem much, but the smallest step in this mess

Still I bind to them to find myself within
but postponement my closest perfection
Well, one of the misfortunes to being many things

At some point they all backfire
My indulgences catch fire
And I burn from inside
Seek a way to backslide
But am already in it …
I have to work my head on this

Can’t move faster, I am slow
this time willing but no
Can’t figure out all I Know
I mistype, mis-write and miss right
Wrong art, redesign and repaint
And math too difficult can wait

am faint
Many things my plight
But if they went right
I would shine in light
Now unseen at day or night
My head ever engaged in this fight …