Tag: walkingshadowpoetrykenya
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Faith That Fought Back: Ruth’s Rise in Unbroken.
About: “Ruth’s Journey from Turmoil to Triumph” Preface. My name is Ruth, and my life has been a journey through storms and deserts, with moments of brief respite under clear skies. As the firstborn in a family of seven, I bore the weight of responsibilities far beyond my years. Each of my siblings came from…
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THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK. The Tongue CAN Crush a Soul.
Be silent in anger, when fire fills your chest,For rage often speaks what is far from our best.Be silent when stories are missing some parts,For words built on rumors can shatter soft hearts. Be silent when facts have not yet been confirmed,Or when harsh assumptions haven’t been earned.Be silent if truth would offend or degradeA…
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Unspoken Truth about DADDY WOUNDS CAN REALLY MESS YOU UP
I needed you, but you weren’t there,Not just your body, your love, your care.You were a shadow behind closed doors,Present in name, but nothing more. You taught me silence, not with words,But by the things I never heard.No “I’m proud,” no “I see you grow,”Just empty stares, and “I told you so.” You held the…
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A soul built very strong from a broken stone.
Mum died when I was just six years old,Her arms still warm but turning cold.She left behind more than her nameA newborn brother, fragile, unnamed. Two weeks old, he barely knew her face,Yet in his cry, I felt her grace.I wiped his tears with trembling hands,A child myself, yet trying to stand. They took us…
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THE PAINFUL Genuine CRY OF A TEACHER who is hurt.
Dear parent, before you judge too fast,Please walk a mile in the shoes we’ve worn in class.You see the marks, the lessons, the smile,However, you miss the tears we’ve held in all the while. We come with passion, hearts open wide,To shape young minds, to stand by their side.Even so, before we truly begin,We’re already…
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A Painful poem from the Orphaned heart.
You walk with silence stitched in your steps,A heart that holds more loss than sleep,But oh, how strong your quiet has grown,Much deeper than the world can see. No lullaby kissed your weary night,No hand reached out to calm your fear,Yet still you rise with morning’s light,Still you stay, still you persevere. The word “orphan”…
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Thank you for choosing to Be the best Father.
I don’t know where to begin,Because “thank you” feels too smallFor the mountain of love you’ve carried,And the steady hands that held me through it all. You never wore a cape,But you were my hero anyway,Not because you flew,But because you stayed. Stayed when life was heavy.Stayed when my dreams were still whispers.Stayed when I…
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She’s Not Too Emotional, You’re Just Not Listening Right
Dear man,I’m not here to fight.Nor am I here to blame you.Rather, I’m here to speak,honestly, gently, and directly. There are nights when I need to talk.Not argue.Not debate.And definitely not defend my feelings.Instead, I simply want to be heard. In those moments, I’m not looking for solutions.I don’t need a plan, a strategy, or…
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They never ever believed in Me
They didn’t clap.Not when I tried.Not when I stayed up all night just to prove a point.Not when I kept showing up with a voice no one heard. Instead, they looked away.They shrugged.They asked, “Are you still doing that thing?”like passion has an expiry date. At first, I thought maybe they were right.After all, who…