Collins Gachomo

Collins Gachomo Poems

Welcome to sin city, the land of Ajira,
Where the night never ends and the streets never tire-a,
The neon lights flash with a devilish glow,
And the sinners come out with a flourish and show.
...

In the realm of power, a tale unfolds,
Where greed for mastery hurts and corrodes.
Political instability, it takes its toll,
As ambitions clash and conflicts unroll.
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In a chain of untold matrixes, they lie,
Mysteries woven, unseen to the eye.
Each link a story, whispers of the past,
A tapestry of secrets, vast and vast.
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Inside Dongo Kundu, a tale unfolds
Of corruption deep, where taxes hold
A grip so tight, it chokes the land
And drains the life from willing hands
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Again i'm sitting besides a picture frame
Behind me is a huge wallpaper of you
Creation of a facial structure of you are all over the walls in my room
Dreaming of me and you in a paradise island riding a horse full of red and pink roses
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Besides me there is a pen and book
The book contains amazing writings of love
Sweet words like a dove
As i write on it, i think of an amazing look
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Behold i see a burning spear
Over the edge of the hill i can't persevere
My watery eyes filled with tears
Oh my wish i had chandeliers
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On the verge of collapsing
The wales around vibrates the oceans
The vessels along the coastline begins breaking
Later i hear a strange sound of abrasions
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Whose flower is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite sad though.
It really is a tale of woe,
I watch her frown. I cry hello.
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Shanelle couldn't stop thinking about the love
It was just so lovesick and erotic
But she could never forget the belove
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One day at a beauty shop,
I met a man selling bikini,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some vodka martini.
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In sweet and gentle melodies,
The songs of love we sing with ease.
With heartstrings strummed by Cupid's bow,
Our love for one another flows.
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Peter and Sarah, his co-wife,
Their story was one of strife,
For they had to share one man,
And each day was like a battle plan.
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Wanjiku's salon, a place of chatter
Gossip flows, it doesn't matter
Whispers, giggles, and sneaky glances
The salon's patrons take their chances
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Akoth had a marriage that was broken,
Her heart felt as if it had been choked in,
A love she thought would last forever,
Ended up leaving her with pain that felt like a fever.
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Maureen had two suitors, both equally fine,
But her heart was divided, causing her to pine.
Tom was kind and funny, with a smile so bright,
While Jack was adventurous, always up for a fight.
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There once was a goat in a flock
Who dreamed of wandering about the block
One day he slipped away
And wandered without delay
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Akoth met Kelvin at a bar,
He smiled and flashed his guitar.
She was captured by his charm,
Soon they were arm in arm.
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Akoth and Kelvin, what a pair
They seemed so happy, but then, despair
A break-up came, they went their own way
But Akoth missed him every single day
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Akoth was out on a stroll,
When Kelvin made his proposal bold.
Her heart filled with joy and love,
She accepted, like a gift from above.
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Collins Gachomo Biography

Collins Gachomo is a writer and an animal production expert originally from Eldoret, Kenya. He has a Diploma in Dairy production and processing from Dairy Training Institute, Naivasha. He has been practicing poem writing from his high school level thou not an area of expertice but just a part-time writer and he has a dream of becoming the best poet in the world. When he is not writing poems, Collins spends most of his time reading, cooking, hanging out with friends, and catching his favorite Broadway shows. An admitted sports fanatic, he feeds his addiction to football by watching Mombasa Olympic Ladies Football club on weekends afternoon.)

The Best Poem Of Collins Gachomo

The Sin City

Welcome to sin city, the land of Ajira,
Where the night never ends and the streets never tire-a,
The neon lights flash with a devilish glow,
And the sinners come out with a flourish and show.

The casinos are packed with the thrill-seeking kind,
Looking for the big win, just out of their mind,
The slot machines spin with a hypnotic grace,
As players with dollar bills greedily case.

The bars overflow with the liquored up crowd,
Who come here for the boozing, no doubt out-loud,
With no inhibitions, they dance and they sway,
Until the night turns into an unforgettable day.

Outside, the street vendors sell all sorts of things,
From fake Guccis to Rolex knock-offs with springs,
And the sound of a thousand voices echoes through the air,
Touting their wares, as the customers continue to stare.

Welcome to sin city, the place of Ajira,
Where pleasure meets pain in a sweet, sinful era,
Here, the sun never rises, and the moon never sets,
As the sinners continue to indulge in their latest regrets.

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