Tag: poems

  • Whispers of the Waves by walking shadow poetry | WATER

    Whispers of the Waves by walking shadow poetry | WATER

    Water speaks, but do we hear?A gentle drop, a crystal tear.It flows in rivers, wide and free,Yet cries in lands of misery. Some wake up to its endless grace,Fresh and clean, a sweet embrace.Water running at their call,A simple gift, yet not for all. While others walk for miles each day,Hoping thirst will fade away.Buckets…

  • Lost in the Middle, Rising to the Top | TEEN LIFE SPOKEN WORD by walking shadow poetry

    Lost in the Middle, Rising to the Top | TEEN LIFE SPOKEN WORD by walking shadow poetry

    They say we’re young, they say we’re free,But no one knows the storm in me.One moment high, the next one low,Trying to find the way to go. We chase our dreams, we crave a voice,Yet every day, we face a choice.Between the pressure, fears, and doubt,Still figuring what life’s about. Expectations weigh us down,They want…

  • The Hands That Never Rest by Walking Shadow poetry

    The Hands That Never Rest by Walking Shadow poetry

    She wakes before the world can see,Rubs her eyes, prepares her tea.The kids are calling, time moves fast,No moment lingers, nothing lasts. First, she packs the little bags,Checks the homework, grabs the tags.Then off she goes, another race,Between the workplace and her place. Some are married, some alone,Single moms who build a home.No helping hand,…

  • Chasing Likes and Losing Sight by Walking Shadow poetry.

    Chasing Likes and Losing Sight by Walking Shadow poetry.

    In this world where numbers reign,We chase the likes, ignore the pain.Views and shares, they fill our days,Yet deep inside, we’ve lost our ways. We post our wins, we show our best,We hide the times we failed the test.With every click, we seek to prove,Yet in our hearts, we barely move. We count the followers,…

  • You Found Me and I met Love by walking shadow poetry

    You Found Me and I met Love by walking shadow poetry

    I had given up, I won’t even lie,Love had left me with tears to dry.My heart was cracked, my trust was gone,I swore I’d never love anyone. But then you came, so soft, so kind,Patient enough to ease my mind.You didn’t rush, you took your time,Showed me love was still divine. Despite my flaws, despite…

  • Leave the Door Open by Walking Shadow Poetry Kenya

    Leave the Door Open by Walking Shadow Poetry Kenya

    She walked in, shoulders high,A single woman in a room full of power,She took her seat, spoke her mind,But something inside whispered, go further. Taking up space is just the start,But what’s the point if you stand alone?If no other woman follows behind,Then the battle is only half-won. She climbed the ladder, rank by rank,Fought…

  • START ALL OVER AGAIN by walking shadow poetry Kenya

    START ALL OVER AGAIN by walking shadow poetry Kenya

    I should have walked away, but I stayed too long,Held on to echoes of a broken song.I spoke when silence was my friend,But my words; oh, they didn’t mend. I’ve stayed in places I should have left,Clinging to memories, feeling bereft.Restless nights, mind in a spin,Fighting battles, I never stepped in. Ever been there? Where…

  • Protecting Her Peace SPOKEN WORD by walking shadow poetry

    Protecting Her Peace SPOKEN WORD by walking shadow poetry

    She is fine being alone.Not lonely, not searching,just at peace in her own world,wrapped in the quiet that never betrays her. She doesn’t crave noise.She doesn’t need people hovering around,filling the air with empty words,acting like presence is the same as care. Because she’s learned,some people bring more chaos than comfort.Some walk in with sweet…

  • What You Carry Can Make You a Target | Spoken Word by walking shadow poetry.

    What You Carry Can Make You a Target | Spoken Word by walking shadow poetry.

    They say,“Stay in your lane,”“Don’t dream too big,”“Be humble, don’t shine too bright.”But what they really mean is this:Don’t make them uncomfortable. See, when you carry something rare,when your hands hold gold,when your mind births ideasthat the world has never told,you don’t just walk unseen.Instead, you become a target. Think about the creative; the one…