Dear Kenya, this is for you,Just because my brother smokes,He is not a bad person,Maybe he does it to relax,So please,Don’t take him from us.
Be mine, she had said,I’ll be good, she had promised,Allow me, she had requested,Show me, she had demanded,Hands off, she had commanded,Eyes closed, she had
I never knew what it felt like to live in a dark tunnel until I lived it myself. I spent a huge part of my
I glanced at the man sitting beside me.For a second,I got lost in the starry skies.I could see the bright future he had painted for
Her orbs were always bloodshot.In their depths hid suffering.In then flickered despair that even destiny couldn’t do away with.There was a dimness in them.One that
Make me erase The bitter sweet love One that left me chained One that left me desolate and vanishing Make me erase the pain When
I’ve lost the freshness of cogitations I’m reduced in strength And I can’t take on this feeling My face is withered with a washy affection
It was so tough so good for a lifetime lesson She told me that she wasn’t into it That we could only be friends Because
So while going to the marketCarrying her basketWith little money in her pocketNatasha met a pickpocketHe wore a black jacketHe was a rocket He wasn’t
In our black worldA word is saidThat if making it in the village becomes thinnerGo to town and search for greener pasturesSo from the village