BLIGHT
BLIGHT By Sylvester H Wauye I wonder how a tomato feels when it’s is attacked by blight. Especially, a ripe tomato shaped in the form of a heart. It looks […]
Poetry
THEY DUG A GRAVE
THEY DUG A GRAVE By Sylvester H Wauye. What can you do When a man who claims to be more manly than you Gains forceful entry into your manor?
COME
COME… By Sylvester H Wauye. Come and kiss me the way the flames of fire licks leaps in the sultry air. Come and consume me the way
The mask
The mask By Sylvester H. Wauye I’m am enticed, I want to know what’s behind that mask. I do not want to get spooked. I’ve watched enough horror movies
THE END OF AMERICA
THE END OF AMERICA By SSESIMBA MAHAD In the land of the free The home of the brave Some people have ceased being free Some are no longer brave
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No One Can Save Me.
No One Can Save Me. (A Monologue by Phill Ibsen ) Charles must be laughing in his grave. Laughing at the world, he left behind. The world he desperately warned
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Love
Love By Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga To be loved, And not love, Is a cruel thing indeed, Same way you love , And you are unloved , She teased
If only you will
If only you will By Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga The glare at dusk Isn’t fit enough to make me a mask, A toast of bread cannot be made, Nor does
Risk
Risk By Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga It’s night, Full of light, The owl mourns, The band brawls, Quick or rather slow, Before it turns into snow, He had might, Yet I
The Rose
The Rose* by Emmanuel Otieno Obwanga The wind blew , Trees that made it due, Shackle shackle like spree, The goose leapt with dew, Cold and breezing, Dancing with
CURFEW
By Ssesimba Mahad The leader sat in his comfortable chair, And imposed a curfew It is rare for me to agree with him, But this time, the measure is
Glassy
By Omemo Spinks When I smile, you smile at me. I wink and you do. I stretch out to reach you and you also do. I like you