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    aside 30 Aug

    I Can’t Wait For Tomorrow

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    I Can’t wait for tomorrow,
    For the sun to shine,
    for dew and wet earth,
    For me to come out of my barrow.

    I can’t wait to wash my face
    Stretch my legs,
    Clean up my dusty place,
    And fresh lillies in the glass vase.

    I can’t wait to right new verse,
    Read it and rehearse,
    Rehearse it so good I could say it in reverse,
    Reverse in it could I good so rehearse.

    I can’t wait to start a new day,
    With a new swag and a new sway,
    With a big smile and a new face,

    But for now I sleep,
    I sleep happy because tomorrow, Tomorrow I Love again.

    © Edwin Baru (Read his blog here)

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    aside 26 Aug

    Because

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    I waited for so long you showed me you were the one
    I gave you my heart right from the very start
    So everytime you lied got another chance
    I was hurting I was broken
    I stayed too long
    That’s why you didn’t think I’d be moving on

    You gave me just one thing,but taken from the beginning
    You left me a heartache, how much more could I take
    With every alibi, that made me cry I’d still give you more
    I should have given up when I had enough
    But I stayed too long
    That’s why you didn’t think I’d be moving on

    Its all because
    I love you because
    I held you because
    I believed you
    But you’re not what I needed because
    I’m stronger because
    I’m better because
    Without you
    You thought I would be in pieces

    I made a mistake of giving me to you
    I made a mistake in loving you

    © ej

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    aside 26 Aug

    I Am Still Alive

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    You might not see it now,
    You may not even believe it sometimes,
    But i am still alive.

    All your kicking and screaming,
    All those battering nights,
    All those blows to my face,
    But i am still alive.

    I lived through my broken bones,
    I survived the battered ego,
    I endured the broken heart,
    I am still alive.

    I lived through the physical pain,
    I managed to see through my emotional pain,
    I am still alive.

    © wacu mureithi (Read her work here)

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    aside 25 Aug

    Let Me Be Me

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    I’m a grown up woman but a girl again
    It’s been like this since I can remember when
    Your questioning and answering
    You’re always talking to me like I can’t relate
    When all I want to do is to communicate

    All I needs is a little bit of space to breathe
    A little bit of freedom to be who I want to be
    Let me be me

    love means learning to let me go and spread my wings
    You let me grow and live life
    You gotta let me be
    Let me be me

    You try to teach me lessons not to suffocate
    Always setting goals that i don’t wanna make
    And i’m tired of it, sick and tired of it
    And it feels just like we’re on a one way street
    It’s only half where we gotta meet,
    We gotta make it back

    I look at the pictures of me and you we’re smiling
    tell me what happened to the times when
    we understood each other

    let me be me
    you gotta let me be

    © ej

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    aside 25 Aug

    Hater

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    You are important to me,
    You serve a vital purpose in my life,
    If it weren’t for you
    I wouldn’t have gotten this far,
    I wouldn’t be this grounded

    So my dear hater
    Continue doing what you do
    Continue spreading lies about me
    Continue trash talking me

    With every negative thing you say
    I grow stronger, I become a better person
    I need more of your venom
    To get ahead, to prosper
    So keep on, keep at it

    © james wamathai

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    aside 23 Aug

    He Smiled

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    …And as a cloth they stitched him.
    Now she stands there looking like the victim.
    But lets pull back to what hitched him
    to the point she nicked him…

    She said she was in pain
    at the fact that the whole fiasco was in vain.
    And all her effort had gone to dust like the rain.
    But she was finally done with the chains
    and was going to take her life by the reins.
    Added that HE was the pain.
    He smiled…

    And that the sex was not extraordinary, she lied.
    And after her first two orgasms, it died.
    It wasn’t the best, it was just good.
    And it ‘didn’t do it for her’ when he went ‘under the hood’.
    And she was just being polite about his manhood.
    And he had no idea about acting as a man should.
    Said that ‘baby’ was reflective of her attitude,
    as it reminded her of his childish latitude.
    He needed to grow up!
    He smiled…

    He was too irresponsible to hold a job,
    picking up hobbies like a junkie Spongebob.
    Went to school but that’s alright.
    Its just a phase for he was never that bright.
    She says the ‘intellectual talk’ was cool shit.
    But only for a time then it became bullshit!
    He was not all that and would never be.
    A failure is what he was, but could never see!
    He smiled…

    She hated his music and poetry,
    said it lacked skill and floe-try.
    Of course the crowd tells you ‘you’re the best’ for free.
    But that was a fact she begs to disagree.
    She says its an illusion – that shit about talent.
    Fallacy for he believes in something he hasn’t!
    She says his lack of growth is apparent.
    And she thinks its shameful that he’s still getting schooled by his parents (goddamn!)
    He still smiled…

    Her words burnt mental scars like a laser.
    Her words left him stunned like a tazer.
    Destruction was her goal and none could faze her.
    Even as he let his guard down and felt that razor!
    But still, he smiled…

    © jemedari

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    aside 23 Aug

    Single For Life

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    What’s the point of limiting me to one choice?
    What’s the point of making me date just one guy?
    Faithfulness is for wimps,
    Am too brave for this.

    Why the hell are you making so many promises?
    We know you all cheat and lie,
    We both know you will leave or die,
    What’s wrong with me leaving myself with choices?

    Why must i promise to never leave?
    Why must i be the mother of your kids?
    You won’t pay me a dime,
    For loosing my body and for all my time,
    Do you think you deserve me or my time?

    Am too good for you,
    Am too bright to be commanded around by you,
    Am too gorgeous to carry babies for you,
    So please just quit making me into a wife.
    Ama be single for life

    © wacu Mureithi (Read her work here)

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    aside 22 Aug

    Twice lit

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    Breath easy, ma’am

    as I
    Dispel the little freak-asies
    that do
    linger on your flawless soul

    Twilight’s such a twat contraption
    of teenage fuckacy!

    That
    Andrew’s vampirish appeal
    and feline fangs
    Will sink on your snow white nape
    and drill spasms of morbid ecstasy?

    Just a sugar rash
    of un-weaned imagination!

    That Swan’s peck
    will morph you
    into an Ivory queen
    Glassy-eyed lass
    With pristine eye-lashes
    thats pure bald-dashes!

    C’mon, Ma’am
    Do hold my littlest finger
    and lets strut
    to a side,
    devoid smoky nights,
    scared crows -
    grave-yards with a deathly hue

    No fickle twists,
    skeleton twig-trees submerged in ghostly mists
    Too-
    it’s devoid vain, vein ventures

    For starters, tweetheart
    My twilight
    is twice-lit…

    © felix mind

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    aside 22 Aug

    Can i be your babe for life?

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    Can i nestle beside you every night?
    Sleep to the rhythm of you breathing…

    Can i scream out your name everytime?
    So i never have to bite down with all my might!!

    Can i be your babe for life?

    © wacu mureithi (Read her work here)

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    aside 21 Aug

    Frozen

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    Yesterday you touched my hand
    And touched my heart
    Couldn’t resist the electricity
    I felt when you touched….

    Goodness me!
    Time froze when mine hand in yours
    I wanted to say….
    Then your eyes, oh you eyes….

    They send me your unspoken phrases
    I shied away, it was so honest
    I still wait for the next touch.
    To peep at your heart.

    When you look in mine eyes
    To feel free, to feel love
    So pure, so tender.
    I want to be yours forever
    If this is just the icing on the cake!
    I can’t wait to have the cake.

    Baby, hold me again
    Touch my hands
    Look in my eyes
    Then I will indeed love you forever.

    © sarah n.

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