MEDITATION

I love it that way yes, being alone and away Thinking about my day Jug.daniels at hand  or mature  whisky at brisk Tucked, lonely ,cool  in “mkomboti” Sometimes it finds me at this cosy  Mini restaurant  lemmi say Hash fries At this obvious corner With  paintings splashed a bowl of crunchy french fries for me …

I WISH 

​ I wish I was HIV negative,  I would be so careful with my life. I wouldn’t create  meals out of pre-marital sex, I would be so careful, I tell you. I wish I had somethings to thank God for, I would set aside a time and thank Him. I would go to church the…

Hey campus dude, this is why your  lady left you for a sponsor

Listening to such stories usually amuses me. Ati ohh that chille left me for a  sponsor.  Today I chose to explain to my fellow campus dudes why campus ladies choose sponsors over you.  Look at you… Always drunk and spending time in local joints not giving that chille time…Coming to see her only when you’re…

My Gangster Fairytale

​ When i look at your face: i see through you You know what i mean, its love that you  need Complaining you aint getting it you laughing, deep inside  , wanna cry Hiding your feelings, the struggle you  aint winning You just wanaa give up , late at night all alone you  wanna die…

Neither should i

In my mind there is this, A feeling, an urge am never at ease Feeln I just wanna throw up ,just aches In my stomach its worse,butterflies  But where the hell am I getting this This thing …………..they call it a name  Think should have waited for  hr to get to me Look, I was…

What You Missed To Know About “Campo”

 Thia post is nonetheless my words but from one   WhatsApp group  I am an active member.I know most of my readers  may have come across it .The original writer must have been a campus lady like some of us.  graduating from University is something that excites everyone*. However,what most fail to realise is that…

Connect Me With My Roots

​ Place where dew never missed Kids never stopped watching the human-like mist A ground of past African stories Stories of epics of Sundiata, great songs of the shona people Now here in the West, they call it primitivity Mama Africa, come for me, I need to be back to my roots Take me to…