By Sheila Mumbo I’m trying to supress the tears, In a space full of faces with eyes, Faking a smile that cries for help, Maybe
By Sam Eldone I became an addicted lover, not knowing I was seen as a loser, giving all of my self and still became selfless
Beauty is apparentIn a field of rotIn the wildest There’s beauty in the hues of despairThere is beauty in the ashes of whatwasThere’s beauty in
Listen to me son, I was working for the white man when you were still busy taking bath in the village stream, I may have
By Josephat Msagha She came into my room In the middle of the night Feeling her hand grasp my mouth Yearning to let out a
Look, you guys got up on the wrong foot,and I’m sure she feels just as bad as you do,Just give her sometime,She’ll come around. I
By Sheila Mumbo 2 am, Such a beautiful time, Writing sad lines of you, Tracing every part of you, 2 am, My soul lies naked,
By Nyambura Mwangi She’s got a fancy name everyone knows her by now. Something French like Genevieve or Angelique. (I mean it could just be
By Nyambura Mwangi Dear Jamie, I love you. I know it’s true somewhere deep down in the recesses of my heart, I do love you,
By Sheila Mumbo Mistrust, betrayal, disappointment, Is the harsh reality of our world, Sad that it’s the world we both created, This may be our