Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas
Biography of Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas
I KIYAGA LYTTLE CEPHAS, I was born on 22nd October 1991 at Mulago Hospital, Kampala, Uganda to Mrs. Nakato Deborah who was a church choir leader and later She achieved her talent to a cheerleader and Sheikh Nsimbi Hamuzah Mbogo who was a businessman while a writer unfortunately never made it even to a national level due to much time that he spent on his busunesss than writting.
I spent my childhood with my mum in lugazi where i went to St. peter primary school lugazi. I love reading and writing. I loved reading and writing since i was seven years by then i was in primary two. This when i was first allowed to open my big brother's illustrated Good News Bible. Keeping him company, deep in the night, while was reading for his exams, I was enthralled by the drawings and paintings therein.I was very eager to know what stories those paintings told.
Then, comics were not considered but ''real'' reading and i remember at St. peter primary school lugazi i learned about stock exchange and The adventures of the Tintin were my first books here i crammed the sweet stories and cities that the tintin was and when i saw my friends with better things than mine, i would tell you those stories to attract your feelings towards reading.
As time went on, i was challenged with strange words but this never stopped me, so here i went to my father to buy me a dictionary. And before internet, Google at our home, i went to an Orphanage school next to our home and there was an encyclopedia where i read about great men like Napoleone Bonaparte, Mossolin and many others but what changed and embarrassed me, I asked myself where were the Uganda presidents AminI Dada and Mutesa and i grew up with an aim of writing about my country and its people with their feelings.
When i joined St. Andrew's Sec Sen Sch Lugazi i read many books and me\poets like William shakespeare, pablo Neruda, E.E Cummings, Edgar Allan Poe, Robert Frost, Stephen Crane, Ezra Pound and many others are great contributors towards my Poetry, Reading and Writing feelings.
Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas's Works:
So far i haven't yet published any book butt i know and believe that time to come i will publish books more and more and running and founder of a
SPHERE POETS UGANDA
''WE THE TALENT'' We re to make this poetry and other talent group grow internationally and soon in october this year we gonna launch it in Uganda.
Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas Poems
Letter To My Online Friend
Thought I'd found my true, Online friend, I'm skeptic, Sorry, I'm sorry, If I wronged unknowingly, I'm sorry,
Have A Happy Blessed Birthday
Its yo' birthday, I wanna wish u, This day, its somehow special, its yo' birthday,
Blowing More Candles
I'm on my way coming to you, Bringing my birthday gift, Two packs of blue candles, A letter to Mom and dad,
A Devil In The Angel's Shadow.
Haahaha...... You ignited on my tousled mane, And I can feel the heat from your hell, Then, and now all I can is
Silent Lonely Wander
Oh! During the nights and days, When the twilight and dawn, Reciprocates, Silent wandering, I go on,
You asked if you could call me, And I gave you my numbers, You asked to could see me, And I gave you my address,
Ghetto Poet/ Rap To The Ghettos
I won't intende go the same road My friends took Sellin' drugs for a dough Outta there's a world I wanna see
Think what a remarkable, Unduplicateable and Miraculous thing, it's to be you! Of all people who are to come, And have gone from this Earth,
Happy Birthday In March
Happy birthday! Everything can be in balance for you, This day with your feet solidly planted where you want to be, Be true to your deepest feelings,
A Brother From Another Mother.
I clean my eyes before, I sleep, to, See ma dream very clear, I sleep with shades on,
One step at a time, make another step foreward, pain to joy and happiness in me to forget the past,
My Sister's Weddin' [fairytales Can Come...
This is my gift to My sister true. Collected all the cheets
A Sparkling Day
At teyms, I wndoer waht maeks you spaeicl The simle, the tusrt, or the way u crae At tmies, I wnoedr waht maeks you
One step at a time,
make another step foreward,
pain to joy and happiness
in me to forget the past,
And the tears I shed
In da rain nobody noticed,
Felt the tears on heart.
Blowin wind to wipe tears,
Morning sunshine to dry ma face,