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A touch of Eden

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Can you hear me?
Can you hear my loud whisper,
Can you feel my silent noise,
Can you see my strong fragile heart
Can you hear me calling you?

You confuse my senses,
You infiltrated my every defences,
You consume me.
One time you’re a beautiful stranger,
And the next your my kryptonite.
I swore to forever be the lone ranger,
But I couldn’t resist you charming delight.
I am taken,
Taken aback by the feelings that amass.
Every time you look at me,
I see visions of the future in your eyes.
Every time you hold me,
I feel protected and I don’t want to leave your side.

They say that if it is meant to be it is meant to be,
But what is destiny if not a consequence of choice?
If I choose to let a love so deep go,
And I lose it. Who have I to blame?
Or if I choose to ignore an aching so true
Then my love goes into the blues,
Whom do I lament my stupidity to?
Or if I choose to self-destruct
Until prince charming swoops in to save me,
And I die alone and miserable in my twisted existence,
Who have I to admonish but myself?
Destiny is a subtotal effect of all our choices
The culmination of all our decisions
The result of how we choose to live.

So I choose to love
When my heart falls into the depth of your well,
I will embrace it and have you.
When my being yearns to have you near me,
I will keep you close and never let go.
For enjoying life is not the occasional party;
It is relishing every step of the way,
It is adoring those who love you each day,
It is appreciating those who look out for you in every way,
It is in taking in each sunrise with a smile,
And living each day like it’s your last.

So I choose you my love.
I choose to be yours until time decides to separate us.
I vow to be by your side and walk life’s path hand in hand.
You are my completion,
In you I find the other piece of me.
You are the donor of my rib,
Divinely destined to fuse with me for life.
You are my Adam and I am your Eve,
We belong in the beautiful garden of our love.
So let’s go and create our own Eden on earth,
Where only love and senses reign.


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Posted by on November 24, 2013 in Poetry


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The tragedy of a half-hearted life

A great tragedy befell our country just last week when terrorist unleashed unknown terror to innocent shoppers at the Westgate mall. I was heartbroken and I even felt slightly guilty because I was busy having fun at the Safari Sevens rugby tournament as others were in anguish. But let me not lie, the rugby series was loads of mad fun! I had a great time and scream my voice hoarse.
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Many people are outraged that there were prior intelligence reports on the impending attack and yet no one took any measures. I will not join the bandwagon that is pointing fingers and rebuking the government. Although the Government deserves every bit of scolding that they could get, I chose to take a more personal approach to this Westgate issue.

The take home lessons from this unfortunate incident are numerous. But the story that broke my heart and brought me to tears was that of the president’s late nephew and his late fiancée. A love wrought in heaven ending in a way so tragic. Two hearts destined to mesh together for life until death do them part. Little did they know that they would live to fulfil that vow even before they took it. Child hood friends who eventually fell in love just two years ago and had the type of love that few only dream about. The type that would inspire the most beautiful poetry and songs. Sort of divine in fact. Call me emotional but I’m even tearing up as I write this.
The president’s nephew, Mbugua, had just left his aunt’s house to announce the great news of their engagement and upcoming wedding before heading to Westgate to do some shopping with his fiancée. They were seated in one of the restaurants having Lunch before the terrorists struck. Mbugua died trying to shield his fiancée from the spraying bullets. The post-mortem shows that they died from bullet shots at the same spots on the chest indicating that they were embracing as they had their last moments. They were together even in death. Their impulse was to hold on to each other come what may. Close even when they knew that the end was neigh. Mbugua’s selflessness and bravado is reminiscent of a Kenyan Romeo and Juliet. A love so deep, that not even death could scare you.

I want to have that. I want to have someone who will love me so deeply that he would give his all for me. I want to love so sincerely that I can’t imagine my life without him. I want the same intensity. I want unbridled passion and devotion. I want what they had. How many times in life have you done something with so much intensity that if you stooped you’d get hurt by the sheer force of inertia? Our half-hearted approach to all of life’s’ dealings is our very undoing. Never really fully committing to a particular thing. Always saving a part of you for some unfathomed future that never seems to come. It’s the tragedy of living an experiment at a time, as opposed to a day at a time.

It’s more common than not, that we are constantly holding back. Sometimes it’s because of insecurities, laziness, passiveness, mediocrity, complacency or simply fear. It’s a daily tragedy when we live our lives half way always waiting for that elusive non-assured future. What if tomorrow will not come? What will they say about you? Will they remember you for your passion or be underwhelmed by your lack of enthusiasm?

I want to live with so much drive that it could tire me out. I want to live so passionately that I cannot dare to waste time on trivialities. I want that. It’s a great tragedy to live a life half-wit and only experience a glimpse of what life could be. Life is a self-made story and it will read exactly what you write in it daily.

As Mbugua Mwangi and his fiancé, Rosemary Wahito, were laid to rest next to each other, they will stand as the mark of the power of love, the beauty of commitment and the intensity of devotion. Your lives were short lived but your legacy will live on in the hearts of many. I may not have had the pleasure to meet you, but I will surely have the honour of immortalizing your legacy. RIP.

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Posted by on September 28, 2013 in Uncategorized


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Wake up call on all things love..

The divide between wishful thinking and reality thins each especially when it comes to matters of the heart. The ideal changes along with each movie that sweeps us off our feet. We want to live in the state of an endless euphoria where love’s passion knows no restraint and we burn for each other daily. The reality of things is far less romantic. But you still can’t help to imagine that maybe, just maybe you could be the lucky few who find the person with whom each moment is a timeless adventure and the time together is a scene straight from a best-selling romance novel.
I was watching the movie “the romantics” and my heart broke when I saw that a man was about to marry a woman because she was the ‘safe’ choice and the ‘ideal’ type of wife. While he was still in love with another woman whom they shared a true connection. Ideal is overrated. The ideal person for each person is relative. Safe and conservative may bore the living daylights out of a spontaneous sporadic personality. Sometimes society spells out restrictive roles and codes of conduct for women and wives especially and both men and women seem to sub consciously expect the same from all women.

But what bliss it is to live out your true nature, to live life through your own lenses. Individuality is the best lesson that a parent could instill into their kids and I would much rather a parent who taught their children self expression rather than conformism. Then why do people struggle so much to conform to expectations when all what people secretly wish they could do is to let loose and enjoy life. The secret is that, who is stopping you? It is very liberating to live with the belief that all things are possible and that limitation is only a state of mind.

Time is ticking away each day and if we are not careful, you will wake up one day next to someone who you do not have a single thing in common. Living life in a mindless haze that is lack luster and mediocre would not even begin to describe such an existence.

So if love strikes, dive in. If it feels right, go ahead with it. If it gets messy and uncomfortable, fold up your sleeves and wade through it until you get to clear waters. If doubts cloud you, face them head on and dispel them. If something plagues your mind, air it and get to know if you were right or just plain paranoid. Life and love is good to us when we have the guts to stand up and face that which others will skirt around. Sometimes if we wait for the rigidity of logic and the constraints of expectations to govern us, we will become exactly what we swore never to become.
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Posted by on April 4, 2013 in Uncategorized


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