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  • Thoughts of a 90's child

    You can want more but with more

    This week something has been bugging me. There’s  this theory that people have about ‘not wanting too much’ and this other line about ‘not settling for less’ and I get it, I get that in this generation we want a tone of things from other people be they parents, partners, colleges and the like. But here’s the thing that I really don’t understand why we expect so much from others and we don’t give towards the cause.  Correct me if am wrong and forgive me if am judgy but if you have a boyfriend and a sponsor please pick one. I hear stories of how ladies tell their boyfriends they…

  • Poetry

    Desperation.

    Hi guys, sorry I have been slaking, compliancy is truly the enemy of consistency. But I have no right to give excuses….. I wrote on pain and feeling naked in the last two posts if you haven’t read them please check them out. I hope you love this piece, if you do hit like and comment down below. She thought of it every day, what if she jumped? She could end the misery that her heart clung onto, she could free her soul void of emotion, all the the conflicting emotions that made her head wooz. But she was never quite ready to forget, she wanted to hold on to…

  • Poetry

    Naked

    How do you say this is me, This is my heart, My soul, I’d like to get naked, Not having to hide, Not having to pretend, No need to suck in the extra stomach, No need to hide emotion, But how do you get naked? The world is already too judgy, Society will tell you to be you, Then it will need you to do it it’s way, If I could pour out my soul, Without holding back, You would deny that you knew me, Because my soul is reigned by darkness, My bones are engulfed in pain, My skin is deficient of hope, I want to scream and let…

  • Poetry

    Rain

    Dear mother, I want to be as mighty as the thunder, I want to be heard, to be feared, Just like the hurricanes, But in the world of whirlwinds, I am weak, deficient and needy. Why am I a weakling, Why am I sucked backed to the clouds before I reach the ground, Why can’t I be like my brother the El Nino, Why can’t I also be in the history books? Mother, I am not even seen as your son, Nor am I seen as your daughter, I have no identity, Neither a front nor a convection, Then who am I… what am I? Dear showers, You are my…

  • Poetry

    Because I love you.

    Hi guys in this week’s post I want to appreciate love, the kindness that it swells in one’s heart,  the yearning and grief it brings but mostly the joy. Valentine’s Day is around the corner why not start early before you get tired of reading about it that day. Share with someone you love😘. Because I love you, I’ll burn bridges to see us be I’ll freeze time to stay just a bit longer I’ll stay up late until I know you’re fine Because I love you, Happiness ceases when you endure pain Daylight dwindles without you near Stars hush with each tear Because I love you, I will wait…

  • Poetry

    Maya’s thoughts

    She stood there looking outside the mellow drapes that hung high up the window. The site was beautiful the thought of waking up to trees and birds chirping in a house filled with all that life could offer. Seeing the sunrise, the beauty that was all a fault of one star being too close to the earth, but such beauty made her afford a smile, the thought alone made Maya want to sell her soul for a life with such satisfaction. It was better than her crappy apartment along Ngara where all she heard were buses honking day and night and couldn’t catch a glimpse of the sun or stars even…

  • Poetry

    Dear first love,

    This weekend lets remember our first love, that first time we experienced this weird tingly feeling called love however many months or years ago it was and have fun with the memory. So this song is definitely o your playlist if you are my audience: Hello, how are you, i was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet, to go over everything, they say time is supposed to heal you but i ain’t done much healing, Adele really missed love in this one, the craziness that came with loving someone, the level we compromised, wololo😄 the risks we were willing to take for this first love of…

  • Poetry

    I DIDN’T KNOW

    But did I really not know, did I really think I could get away with it? How so? I guess not, when its clear the whole earth knows the secrets. Those you thought were buried in the tombstones of your ancestors, they spring up, like larva at the onset of a fault, like a disturbing dripping tap, drop by drop, my brain grows closer to insanity. Am I however not insane already, aren’t you, aren’t we all, pretending to be sane for the sake of acceptance in society, for the community to deem us worthy? As a child I anticipated to grow up and see this life I was so shielded from, to…

  • Thoughts of a 90's child

    LADIES, WHAT KIND OF GUY WOULD YOU DATE?

    So the day before yesterday my very dear roommates ganged up on me throwing questions on who my new catch was, I really don’t know why they would think this while apparently I haven’t dated in forever (read never dated). The only new thing I’ve taken up is gym after classes which is why they thought I was hitting on someone. So I ignored it, thinking, screw society, do I really have to be into a guy? Am I even into a guy? Is not being into a guy normal really. God help us, future husband show up soon, these questions are neither easy nor interesting to answer. So I decided…

  • Poetry

    Drained:'(

    She couldn’t go up the stairs without a struggle. She couldn’t bend without a mourn. She couldn’t fit in her own clothes that fit the week before. She felt that she weighed probably 150kgs but she wasn’t even halfway there. All she wanted was to be that girl! The shiny hair, the abs the perfect posture, the brains…. She wanted it all, I mean who doesn’t? She was vain, but hadn’t been like this forever. It was for him. For the one who saw her in her true light. The one who made her smile. She wanted to be perfect for him. She wanted to achieve that which she yearned…