Tag: preciousowoko
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DARKNESS.
In the depths of darkness, where chains tightly bind, I offer a poem of liberation, a journey to unwind. For those trapped in bondage, longing to be free, Let these words be a guiding light, leading you to see. Bound by expectations, by society’s decree, You yearn to break free, to discover what could be.…
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UNTOLD TALES.
In the world of stories, untold and unseen, I bring forth spoken words, in simple language keen. For within these tales, waiting to be heard, Lie the secrets and truths that have been undisturbed. Untold stories, hidden away from the light, Longing to be shared, to take flight. In the silence, they patiently reside, Seeking…
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HUNGER FOR LOVE.
In a world where sadness tries to take its toll, I speak this word directly to your soul. For you, the child longing for parental love, Know that you’re seen, and your pain I speak of. Innocence shattered, your heart left feeling bare, Searching for a love that should have been there. But in this…
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FATHERS POEM.
In the realm of fatherhood, where untold stories reside, I present to you a spoken word journey, a heartfelt ride. For just five minutes, let’s dive into this world profound, Where fathers’ untold stories deserve to be renowned. Close your eyes and envision a father’s embrace, A comforting presence, a safe haven, a space. Late…
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POWER OF WORDS.
In times of sadness, when we feel so low, I share with you a spoken word to help us grow. When grief overwhelms, weighing on our chest, Let these words provide comfort, a gentle rest. Grief, an unwelcome visitor, knocks at our door, A storm that shakes us, hurting to our core. We stumble in…
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HARMONY OF HOPE.
In Kenya’s soil, seeds of change, Tilling fields, a transformation range. Farmers toil, sweat on their brow, Harvests plentiful, dreams avow. From Nairobi’s streets to Mombasa’s shore, Commerce thrives, an open door. Trade routes bustling, East to West, Economic winds, a mighty crest. Investment flows, both near and far, Infrastructure rising, a guiding star. Bridges…
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Childhood Traumas.
In childhood’s land, where dreams took flight, Hid whispers lost in the dead of night. With secrets kept, my lips sealed tight, Carried along in shadows’ blight. A tender heart, aching to tell, Of memories that cast a haunting spell. But those words trapped in a hidden shell, Locked away, where emotions dwell. In playgrounds…
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Choices have Consequences.
In life’s journey, listen closely to what’s said,“The poison won’t hurt you,” it’s often spread.But remember well, there’s truth in this phrase,In the choices you make, in life’s winding maze. A sip, a taste, temptation can call,It might seem harmless, but it’s a close fall.In this world of light and shadowy hue,Our decisions shape what…