In the battle field A bean scar is left Flesh Chewed by menUgly thrown and trampled upon Left trickling in dry spellWhisper of an ant, it went Camouflaging in fading beautyWith tranquility wind.The scar attractsOnly Mr. Nice guy.He made the scar a homeDisgrace Hoe-dacity.In famine the Beatlefeeds on flyDesperate Mr. Nice Disguised in wrong isle.© … Continue reading Mr. Nice Guy
FALLING
Dark confessionSpill from the heartsoul naggingdeep wound secret The strong one needslove the most.In solitude Indecisive thoughtshugs of blacks withinA beautiful thief ,came unawareShe has stolen loners heart.The settings sunGolden sky paintinglegendary artIt dawns, love is a beautiful thing.Darkest night.© Jmoresay
EVERY YOUNG MANS DREAM
Tired of single life Abhor solitude Longing to love All day long attitude Delicate gates of life Cates served at the table Dicate to lead love Deligate man is able. Surge of promiscuity Silent Solomon has blossom Indecisive whom to take deity How many girls will see mom? It’s Christmas vacation End year of relationships … Continue reading EVERY YOUNG MANS DREAM
HOLY FAMILY
Divine artRealm of soulSculpture of heart From heaven above all Holy familyLiving miracleSet example to live fullyEyes drinking in this pinnacle Set before Standing peacefulA wish to every family abhorUnity through dark and fruitful© Jmoresay
FREE
Gentle dove Full of love Cage freeFree your mindMindful thoughtsThoughts incarnate.Love's gone. © Jmoresay
SOLITUDE HOME
If it failsWe go back home To find our waysThe missing piece aloneOur soul , our inner beauty From the evil world Happiness in equityWhere we find meaning of every word Healing from rejection swordWounds of friendly spearEchoes of their wordsOur heart spareEmbracing peace in satireFrom mental torture and depressionWe rained love in SaharaIt fade … Continue reading SOLITUDE HOME
YOUNG WHEREVER
Breezing by the river, good times flowing along Let’s live young,let’s live with dreams endeavour Love to the brim, love to the fullest, love long Our childhood memories, in our hearts,forever The games we were playing,fun and the rest The power to live young forever we never Adulting, everybody is parting ways You went for … Continue reading YOUNG WHEREVER
PRETTY LITTLE FEAR
Fear of loosing your favorite person Whom you embraces all day long Hole deep mia corazon Rejection as it sets along Their shadows in mind while alone Distracting yourself with pleasure Trying to escape this harsh reality But the more it plots without measure Their details of good times and absurdity Memories to satisfy this … Continue reading PRETTY LITTLE FEAR
To the women who said “No” to me
To the women who said “No” to me I understand. I didn’t then. I was mad, confused I couldn’t convince you to “like” me with my own logic. It was my own narcissism, and I thought you were in love with yourself. Now I know otherwise. If you have something of value, it’s not your … Continue reading To the women who said “No” to me
SCIENCE OF ART.
MKU MEDICAL LABORATORY STUDENT ASSOCIATION 365¼ DAYS journey unveiled. The long rope with twingles untied. The end of the beginning. The birth of Last born. MKUMLSA we will deliverOur roles and endeavor focused foreverdissolution never.Blood drive campsMore fun and symposiums,Determined to fathom, we're champsScientific way our motto our asylum.© Jmoresay
BRIDGE
The sun rising eveningRaining the raysHis heart singDance of reunion,he swayIrony of opaqueness awayLoves at first sightYoung souls off deathFancy promiscuous fightArgument beneathLies of centuries,right?He shot on fools dayPierce in her heartAncient tales sayBridge of artMadness all the way.Deep in fertilitySex is a flexWait… it’s anxietyA due hexCelibacy is sobriety.Christians praysGerminating love hopesSociety saysAt end … Continue reading BRIDGE
On the restoration of poetry: In Church, in life, in Christ
"No believer can ignore the curious fact that one-third of the Bible is written in verse. Sacred poetry is not confined to the Psalms, the Song of Songs, and Lamentations. The prophetic books are written mostly in verse. The wisdom books—Proverbs, Job, and Ecclesiastes—are all poems, each in a different genre. There are also poetic … Continue reading On the restoration of poetry: In Church, in life, in Christ
SHUN VIOLENCE
Protesters chant slogans while marching during a protest to demand peaceful elections and justice for victims of post-election violence in Nairobi, Kenya, on June 23, 2022https://www.voanews.com/a/mercy-corps-says-hate-speech-spreading-ahead-of-kenya-s-election-/6674611.html. Following the awaiting of General election results in the country(Kenya). We keep advocating for peace all over the country. It is our prayer that it remains calm despite the … Continue reading SHUN VIOLENCE
Art
Barely anything new All along it's rephrase. And that's art.© Jmoresay
WHAT NEXT?
Election dayTransition day,Hakuna matataReflected by banter9th Sun is belowIt won’t turn all yellowFive years next?Politician orphanReminisce the pastSurpassed hell castPeace,no more 20072022 is heavenNo violence what next?Glue in mindReligious heralds pleedOf ethics let’s heedSword double edgedTo seculars and agedSpread next?Rooted togetherOne nation,not dissectIrrational in leaders electDemocracy in fieldNational Anthem,our shieldAfter election,what next?Vigilance potrayMwaure's calmnessWajackoyah’s confidenceRuto’s … Continue reading WHAT NEXT?
LIFE’S PURPORTED PLAY
Curtain raised Shadow display Audience in dismay Genesis play. Background throbs Favorite tune A tribune Art of life. Purpose? Clinged or dilapidated? Felt the rock hit, pain? Dance up and gain. Clever teasers Beside thee Wake and flee Off the hook Find favorite Audience Play purported tune Before long gone Curtain close. © Jmoresay
OBLIVIOUS
Am lost In this world Out of universe Doomed by fantasy Am found Found oblivious Thy soul stolen Am I bewitched? Come oh come Come and see See the hidden treasure And savour it. I found it while am lost. © Jmoresay
STRAY TENDERNESS
We met in the field Young and jovial Full of youthfulness Hotness with affection Burning with ambers of love The woods beyond watched All the games we played Soft tender grass we rolled Joy of heart indeed Second thought, forgotten We risked exploring the woods Blind to dangers it bringeth Empty map We defined a … Continue reading STRAY TENDERNESS
DIMER OF HOPE
Young man, in the jungle, he move Meditatively, led by the spirit; aloof Grateful remorse in being lone wolf Hugs from the ones he love Jesus Rock of ages Stands the man's wages Tough way,in prayers unlocking cages In Christ's blood, fighting the rages Shipping his distractions; life be fun Boxed by sense of humor … Continue reading DIMER OF HOPE
SANE
Just like fishing at night I was blindly drifted by her net of feelings.© Jaymorse
GROWING WITH HOPE 