HABARI KENYA

Rip mzee

Habari Kenya
Sasa hivi nduru zinazotufikia nikuwa
Many years has he lived
But now it’s Arap for Moi
Hata mubonge shit huko nyuma
still wengi tulimpenda not because
we drunk the nyayo milk but because in his era
haikuwa justice for the highest bidder
yes nakubali he was a dictator but yeye alilimia kwekwe shambani mwake because he did not want wale ambao walicheza na Uhuru to see the sun and that was his way for justice ,yes aligrab mashamba for him to grow tea in those zones and we are here judging, it was wrong yet tea is now the wealth everyone is fighting for but forever karma atabaki kuwa bitch each day anatumerry-go-round everyday ndio maanake tunaona spec kwa macho yake yet we don’t see the logs in our eyes corruption inatudevour from within judges wanatoa justice on the side where wealth ni weighty si ni juzi tew leader aliattempt murder but alibail na installments yet Kuna youth ako behind bars just because alishindwa kuraise bail ya ngiri Kama Mia just like Peter denied Jesus pia maleaders wanadenie familia zao wasishikwe na corruption scandals Tena hawa maleaders wanakataa kuskiza notes za wimbo zinazowasema wako busy wanapocket more notes from corruptions sahii BBI inaunda bridges zenye hatutapata chance
ya kipigia selfie tukiwa juu coz Hawa maleaders
wanaplunder dooh zetu makanjo na kra wanatishia ule matha anakuuzia mboga na makaa
kwa kona hadi tushaacha kuvisit park kuona wanyama juu tayari Hawa wanyama wako kwa wallets zetu na hawatulii juu economy haijasettle
Enda mshow governor josphat kuwa njaa iNANOK huku
Enda mshow kinyanjui huku nakuru wataLEE hawawezi come juu drainage zishaoverflow ilhali account yake inaoveflow na ngaji za yule yut aliwacha kuchana ndio afungue base ya kusukana
Pia hii sio request na hatuwasuki juu mlidanganya ati education is the key to success ilhali students campo,wanaonaga keys tu zikifungua mlango lips zimedry ka spell,story za kuchukuliaga jokes personal wachia journal,
imgn mzae ajue hatulipiagi student portal,
kama rights ni conjugal then wrongs ni Portugal lakini at least Moi hakurun country ilikuwa corrupt ndio maana wale wengi mnasema walikufa in the line of duty walikufa but don’t judge wacha tuachie God ajudge juu pia hawa judges hawana conscience
same leaders wanamourn ndio pia wale wanatumia hashtag kusema ubaya wake just because they have found a floor to speak ,stop hiding in those sheep wools just show us your real faces but si tunawajua
at least hatakama hamtakubaliana na Mimi kubaliana na ya Jah na yaliopita ni ndwele tugange what is in front of us juu ata after moi-ng atasahaulika Kama kaburi la sahau na watarudi na BBI yet hizo bridges ni ndoto za alnacha let’s stop being brainwashed and let’s change the government
Pia kwangu it’s Arap but let mzee Moi rest in piece
Rip moi
Mawendo the poet

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She’s a slay
kills you not only physically but also mentally
Makes your heart warm with not only joy but also peace
You see she likes herself too much
But she doesn’t mind doing good for others
She understands her roles perfectly
That’s why respect is her number one priority
She knows the power of the word charity
That’s why she contributes whenever she can
The ability to make your world complete is an A+ score
Yes she’s a slay
But hey relax, she only slays with kindness
The true power of an African woman
Mawendo is art

Don’t tell them

WAIRIMU!

Please don’t embarrass me,
By gossiping to my friends,
What happened yesterday,
When I was helping you,
Weed your flower garden.

Please don’t tell my friends,
That my jembe,
Is too blunt,
And that it has a dwarf handle,
Please don’t tell them,
That no matter how,
You cheered me,
I could not dig,
As deeper as you wanted.

Don’t tell them,
How fast the rains came down,
Forcing us to rest,
Let no one know,
How the rains disrupted us,
In short intervals,
Denying you,
The thrill of farm work!
Wairimu!
It was not my fault.

Wairimu!
Don’t tell them,
That I tore the gloves,
In my futile attempt,
To show my prowess,
In garden work!
Please let no one know,
That I threw some seed,
Outside the hole,
You had neatly dug!

Wairimu,
Don’t tell my friends,
That I only know,
One method of farming,
It will be a big embarrassment!

Wairimu!
If you’ve already,
Made up your mind,
To embarrass me,
Make sure you also tell them,
That your flower garden,
No matter how beautiful,
It looks from far,
Is in a water logged area,
A swamp to be precise.

*Mawendo the poet*
Share let your bae know I do spoken word

THE JOY OF POETRY

I AM DONE

Happiness is fleeting,wrap it like a Firefly
So don’t let it go
But as I try to mimic other people’s love I fail
But now am trippin’
And to love or not to seems to be
The intriguing question for now
Coz am done with people fussing
backbitters hating and me not trying
And now I have learned if you have to ask it means you want
So I don’t want to be on my knee to ask for your love
I want to say it standing so as you can promise to stand by me
I don’t want to let go of my smiling stick in my mouth because I want to stick with you through thick and thin
So lady give me a chance
A chance to touch you with my mind
Touch you and touch and touch until you give
Give me a smile shyly obscene…

Mawendo the poet

LETS MAKE LOVE TONIGHT

Eyes briefly meeting
Hands sliding down my back.
My heart is pulsing rapidly
This is my angle of attack.
Lips touching abrasively
Bodies demanding passion.

Words whispered of desire
And meaningful compassion.
With our legs intertwining
I get a feeling from within.

That feeling is gratifying
and almost full of sin.
With us there’s is no limits
Nor secrets to unveil.
Every word you whisper
Is erotic with detail.
With our fantasies recited
And our wishes slowly granted.

I soon begin to realize
It’s my name you’ve softly chanted.
A rhythm in the setting
Of music softly playing.
Its tone is precisely amorous
With the lust you are displaying.

Delightfully I tell you
Of the wishes I want fulfilled.
As I begin to lose focus
My conscience tends to rebuild.
As you aggressively twirl my hair
My body begins to shake.
This is when I realize
This encounter is no mistake.

My breathing heavily increases,
As your goal is now in sight.
I arch my back and moan
In awe of this memorable night.

Let it happen again again,
i can’t get enough of it,
Sweeter that honey of the bee,
you’re more than fine wine,
Baby,lets make love tonight,
it is just the two of us!!❤

Girlfriend favourite poet

#mawendo the poet

AGE

  • I remember

Sometimes age is a terible thing
Because of the things you have seen
And the experiencess it brought with it
For instance
I remember the days of my life
Days of my youth
Days of my sunI remember them vividlySome stages here I recall
The things we did
The wild things I did
Some things I am proud of
Others I cant even tell
Leave alone to rememberI remember
The times we could eat
And eat
Until our stomach could take no more
And food could run for their deer life
Afraid of meeting our teeth againThe days we laughed
Soo hard and loud
Without care or caution
That our ribs broke
And our full set of teeth fully paraded
Throwing all caution on airI think of those days we would cry
Busy shedding innocent tears
All for attention
After a scratch
Our little eyes
Would bulge and swell
And our little lakes would dry
But our voice would keep going
Never ready to give upI bring alive those days
Those awesome moments
Play used reign in our thoughts
The only thing we could do all day
Even after the fathers daily switch
And the mothers medicine
Nothing could stop us
The childhood spirit soo alive
Radiating energy that is soo aliveThe days we stole food
And run for our lives
While busy chewing
Leaving behind a colourful trail of dust
And laughter loud like thunder
We were mighty
Like the warriors
Warriors best defined by our running prowessAs I remember my days
As I reminisce over them
I am proud of my years
I am pleased with my life
The way I lived my life
Everything has been a bliss
Though every sky must bear rain
And I grew from my rain©Poet the MAWENDO

LAKINI WAPI

Hii si kawaida yangu,
Mimi si mtu wa mafeelings hazina macho wala miguu,
Lakini leo ukweli usemwe umeniweza,
Sasa wacha tu niembrace hii difference nitoke zone nimezoea.

Kipenzi,
Fikira inayojaza moyo na akili,
Furaha inayonipatia amani na usingizi,
Hii piece ni yako,
Kila word na mistari.

Nimekuwa nikiandika usiku na mchana vile nafeel,
Nikijaribu kublend emotions na ink,
Lakini wapi?
Sijui kama ni urembo wako,
Au ni upendo wako?
Ama ni vile tu uko…
Sijui,
But kila time nikikuspot,
Zile mistari zote nakuanga nimesave ati ni za kukuingiza box,
Hunirudia kijeshi zikinishow wewe si kiberiti,
So nitafute place more comfortable, more befitting,
Lakini Wapi?

Najua unanilike, from the first day tulionana,
Zile macho ulikuwa unanipea zilispill kila kitu ulikuwa unataka kusema,
Lakini sasa sikudhani niko worthy,
Kupewa upendo na msee ka wewe so Holy,
Ju mi najulikana sana story ya madhambi,
Nakushow nimejaa tu na mikosi,
Sa nilitry my best kuhepa radar yako,
Kutafuta excuse za kukupea na mavako,
Lakini wapi?

Si kuraruliwa nyama ka karatasi,
Si kutolewa damu kama mfereji,
Si kuvunjwa mishipa na mifupa kama rules za boarding,
Na finally kudeadi ju yangu msalabani,
Mi nakushow ni upendo ingine apo sijaicheki,
Nilitry kuchezea kando,
Kuiavoid at all costs,
Lakini wapi?

Ulinipata na ukanikamata,
Na ukanimaliza kwa kunikumbata,
Sasa round hii ni mimi siachi kukufikiria,
Unanikula kichwa kama chawa za mrasta,
Mrasta wa Lodwar mwenye maji kwake ni tafash.
Umenichizisha kama prefect wa mathare,
Ukanichanganya ka takataka za giotoo,
Umenipeleka mbio kama roho ya gondi,
Ambaye amespot wallet anaeza sweep easily without being seen.

You are that wallet,
Ni a do or die situation,
Nikupende ama nikupende,
Hii story haina otherwise,
Kipenzi cha roho yangu,
Fikira inayojaza akili yangu,
Mwokozi wa moyo wangu,
Nilikuwa nataka tu kukushow nakupenda pia,
Na vile tu ulinideadia namimi maisha yangu yote nakupatia,
Akili, mwili na roho,
Package nzima bila finyo.

@swag ya mawendo
MAWENDO the poet

Unperfect circle

I

it’s hard to make a circle that’s perfect

Such a simple looking shape, but a quite unattainable prospect

You only see such perfect appearances on paper, book, or magazine

But in reality, drawing one is just absurd fantasy

II

i wonder why i still try to make a circle anymore

There exist triangles, squares, stars galore!

More bearable to make, more honestly expressible

Why can’t another shape be acceptable?

III

Or how we can’t reflect on something other than a figure

How all our focus is on how round one is, especially on picture

How beauty is defined in strict, perfect guidelines,

How imperfection is judged cruelly every time

IV

God is said to have made a perfect Earth

A magnificent three-dimensional circle of worth

Though what i create, tis’ a disfigured shape, without sanguinity

A disgrace to standards of divinity

V

People will feel if the circle is complete in a look

They will know the bends or crooks

i will listen to what they say

Yet how much will i bear to stay?

VI

For there comes a time when enough is enough

That judgment dictates reaching the impossible is rough

That it cannot erase the imperfect to any degree

Rather it defines what is ugly, but to me:

VII

A circle does not have to be published on paper

A circle does not want criticism or an abrader

A circle does not strive for perfection

A circle does need love and affection

VIII

A circle is allowed to be fat, for it has pi

A circle should try, but not feel it must die

A circle should nor feel gloomy and square

A circle should have its area full of loving care

XI

A circle is my creation, day and night

No matter what, warts and all, it’s my delight

For embracing the imperfect yet universal

I’ll know how to draw a circle

I miss you bad

I miss you so bad
Your all that i had
I feel so sad
Its almost been a week since we last talked
And i’m still shocked
I feel so locked without you
I don’t know what to do
As the days go by i go more insane
Your smile is fading
And i am breaking
My nerves are shaking
I cant keep taking there bullshit
They put me through
That’s why i need you
You keep me sain
You take the pain away
That’s why i cant wait
Till the day we talk again
I miss you boyfriend
Its weird but lately everything reminds me of you
I haven’t stopped thinking
Your on my mind all the time
I’m sitting in my closet
I think i’ve finally lost it
I’m depressed
I’m far from my best
I haven’t been able to rest
My temper is high
I try to keep calm
Because i know that’s what you’d want me to do
But its getting harder to do what you want
I argue more with them
Since you and i haven’t spoken
I’m really broken without you
Its impossible to go on
For this long without hearing your voice
That sweet noise
The things you tell me
I cant be myself with anybody else
They say it will only be a day more
But i cant be sure
I don’t want to get my hopes high
When i know what there telling me could be a lie
I try to hold on
But i’m really not that strong
I close my eyes
And see the only thing that keeps me going
Its showing me your face your smile
It takes me a while
Before i open them again
Because then i know i’m back to all this
I only have one wish
Why cant it be granted
Even if we could just talk for 5 minutes
I would feel better
I miss us talking in the middle of the night together
I wish that could last forever
I miss you so bad
I swear your all that i really had!…….

Mawendo the poet