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I’m lonely and it’s okay

This is a different dimension 🎢. Ooh yeah this is my favorite song,, or can I say what I’m listening to. Just alone with some company but the emptiness….. I can try to say I’m lonely because I’m not pretty sure but I am okay with it. When I try to figure out,, honestly why should I? I am used to everything. something I can say I care less about nowadays ; Why people walk away

It’s my dimension so what can I expect? Just me, chilling doing my thing or perhaps typing out my keyboard with words I can’t figure out. Perhaps I’m not expressing my feelings but that attitude I developed


I’m lonely and I’m okay with that. Can you say it’s my bubble? Yeah you can. Why the bubble? Because out is my living hell, I say. Do you have friends? Yeah I’ve tried to have some. A best friend? (giggle) I thought I was a preety good devotee and the gods would bless me with such a gift. You believe in love and it’s happiness? Oooh I actually thought I would make up a good romantic comedy producer but I’m not up for grabs.

Yeah that’s me.. (sigh)

So what’s up? I recently had a chat with my ancestors and we didn’t vibe that much so they gave me a token, or can I say a piece of advice for my efforts

Keep “Listening to Billie Eilish my dear” (I’m very much laughing)

I’m lonely and it’s okay…….. The gods really had me screwed up in this planet ; it’s not my dimension anymore.

But you know what? I have some respect, I couldn’t walk away from my ancestors, I also had something for them ;

Isn’t lovely? All alone…………

They smiled and I’m back with me 😊

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To anyone like me

You made it to 2021

Your loved ones made it to 2021

You are giving thanks to the Almighty

You are healthy

You learnt to love, appreciate and be kind to you

You grew emotionally

You learnt to let go

You believed in yourself

You added a new number to your age

You learnt to appreciate what you have in life

You got yourself into some lame bonds

You loved when you were not supposed to

You gave up so much for nothing

You were constantly mad at the world

You cried yourself to sleep sometimes for no reason

You straggled but managed to take care of your mental health

You developed and learnt to express your emotions

You were never discouraged when you were looked down upon

You wrote good and bad poetry

You lost someone you loved

You took that massive step in your life

You worked hard in class

You developed your talent

You did what you’re passionate about

You listened to new music

Watched a lot of movies and TV shows

You made some good friends

You loved harder

You learnt to apologize to people you love

You cried when you listened to that song

You cried when you re watched that scene in your favorite tv drama and series

You were inspired no matter of your race

You were cut off because you have your own world

You listened to Billie Eilish

You found inspiration and growth in brokenpieces 19

I am more proud of you the same way I am proud of myself for being strong throughout this differentish amazing year.

As we welcome 2021, I am very grateful for everyone, your visits, your likes, your comments and your follow 😊😊



With love❀️❀️

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To my future son,,

I know I will not be that perfect kind of a mother but son, I will try my best. But there are some things in life I just can’t watch you grow without : some values, some assumptions, some beliefs or whatever you may wish to call them, in general can we say your character? Yeah I think that’s a pretty awesome conclusion son…

Dear son, you will not be one forever, you will neither be seventeen forever nor will you be twenty years old forever. You must and I mean you will grow and at every stage of your life you will learn something new good or bad. Be proud of you, be you, love you because that’s a life necessity.

Son :

It’s okay to be broken but those pieces are not meant to wound someone else, It’s okay to cry but that doesn’t mean you are weak or you are not a man It’s okay to love but definitely not okay to love when and where and who you are not supposed to love, I adore humility so be humble no matter what Respecting women is more than respecting your mother and yourself

It’s okay to be bitter with life but equality is something the world can not explain in details, you figure that out. Peace is more important to you, do what makes you happy and make people around your world happier, Treat others like you would like to be treated, Respecting your girl si kukaliwa, it’s just being that boy I raised.

Haha, this formality seems awkward. So can we talk heart to heart? I meant to say it’s up to you kuunda life yako the way you love and wish. I will not be in the way of your decisions but ntakukalia ju sipendi ufala. Juu life itakufunza mob, I’m cool with that and I will forever be your pillar or whatever you may consider me dear..


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If the sun had a sweet fragrance, then I would sit under it the whole day. I would trap the fragrance underneath, underneath my breathe to ease my lungs, for my heart to feel the sweatness. πŸŒ„

If the moon changed its shapes with a blossom, then I would be taking note of the time of the transitions, the time we would spend together. As I wrote down in my mind the every second we would stare at it live it’s moment. In the dark with the shade of love.. πŸŒ™πŸŒ”πŸŒ—

If the stars gently smiled back, when I was lonely and I stared at them. When my heart ached, I would have named them all with love, count them, draw them and give them a home in my heart… ✨🌠

If the air would blow so hard, and unpluck the roses gently blowing them to my empty arms then I would be filled with love from within. I would let the petals unpluck with love to ease the tension between the two…. 🌬️

If the waters of the sea saw something, 🌊 something adorable, something special in fades, love they say. Then with merry, nothing but the waves hymns they would sing for “lovebirds” something we’ve never heard before…..

If this was to keep on, could we do that again? Seek nature the permission…… TO LOVE AGAIN


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Don’t Tell Me to Write More Love Poems

as if I’ve never been to the Taco Bellon the beach at 9amwith a hooded man seated across from meat a dirty table,waiting for our number to be calledβ€”as if I’ve never seen the sandy deck andits walk-up window and wishedfor more ode and less elegy in my life,or written both with nothing but hotContinue reading β€œDon’t Tell Me to Write More Love Poems”

Don’t Tell Me to Write More Love Poems