Being an elder brother called for parental responsibilities like holding his tiny hand,
Kawasya my small brother was named after the ululating voice that he produced then,
You would take a sugary lollipop from his mouth but his bluster would attract through beating,
My father used to adore his last chubby son who would complete the quadrant,
Tag: Poetry
Poetry is a type of literature, or artistic writing, that attempts to stir a reader’s imagination or emotions. The poet does this by carefully choosing and arranging language for its meaning, sound, and rhythm. Some poems, such as nursery rhymes, are simple and humorous.
The Vigorous Youthful Moran🇰🇪
I am barely sixteen summers old, but to my society i can bravely own the title of a warrior,
Having successfully driven the voluminous herd of cattle to the Mamba river severally,
My name was repeatedly uttered in the council of elders, among the community’s most superior,
I owned the title of the most potent young moran ever, raising the eyebrows of the village elders emphatically,
The Plank In Your Eye
Human beings are the most judgemental mammals the earth has ever seen,
They will comfortably walk around with a wooden plank hanging on their red eyes,
But they will still have the audacity to point fingures at your little sweet daughter christine,
But when she was fighting depression sometimes back, everyone gave excuses, all lengthy lies!
“….He Shall Provide”😉😊🤗
God commanded Abraham to return the favour by immolating his own son Isaac,
But since he was the godfather of faith, Abraham adhered to the trying call,
The Three Wise Monkeys🙈🙉🙊
The story of the three wise monkeys originates from the Japanese society of ancient statues,
First in line is the blind fellow named as Mizaru who covers his eyes to avoid seeing no evil in the society
Watering Dead Plants
You are sorounded by fake people,
So stop giving your foes the procedure of strangling your poor soul,
Showing affection to these baboons is like digging your own grave!
Be humble like a dove but as wise as a serpent!
The Ruthless Hornbill Hunter
He used to slay any warm blooded bird from the beak family,
Inconsiderate of their age, colour nor their state of life at home,
Mathinza as his name insinuated, he unsparingly crushed their abdomens to death,
His numerous arrows were more sharper than a brand new razor blade,
Execution of The Three Musketeers
It was too late to hide, I smothered her creepy self on the walls of my dwelling unit. One fatality was confirmed, but still the mission went on..
The Angel I Once Dated- Poetry by Wyclif Musau
She whispered to my left ear, that she had been sent by Diana,
To deliver a stylish black gold- coated suit imported from Ghana,
Followed by a brown envelope written on top of it, “I’m sorry my sweet banana”
Inside rested a thousand dollars accompanied by an album of French Montana,
Nzilu, The Mortal Bull Fighter!
Nzilu was the name of our mighty bull, the only reason i tagged along,
Under his neck, rested a giant bowl-like bell that acted as a signal to strangers,
It was an alarm for any newcomer walking by to keep off, cos Nzilu was a mortal killer,
