WEIKAMA EMMA

WEIKAMA EMMA Poems

Did you frown on reading what he wrote?
Never mind,
The aches of freezing in his heart all he’s got.
A true butterfly, flies even after hail storms! !
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Hi every1, been up and down the net streets..lol poeple are stinking talented! ! I was reading a few of Maya stein's poems, believe me you, had a pretty tough time choosing which one to bring over here. Go see for yourself; http: //papayamaya.blogspot.com/
that woman can write! .. recall my post... 'A true lover'? lol Maya must be a real butterfly....hugs Maya hun! ! ! ! !
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Give before it’s asked,
Be jealous but a little,
Take your position as a man,
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The promise I made
when I asked, do you?
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Silence, the rising only peace of mind ever known
Its secrets,
Almost revealed only when we sleep,
But instead,
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i travel to central Australia
people places as such are referred to
little did i know
this wasn't my rout
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like being cursed to kill for ever for killing a sorceress’ son in defense

like raising children and at only 17 they think they can afford shouting at you
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1st-dec-2009 11-11; 30pm.
……..You know what,
am tired of your stupidity
I curse the day you got my number
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there’s always something in the way
just when am about to make up with my friend
when am about to tell the truth to those I’ve lied to all this long
when am about to call my parents and tell them how much I love them
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Hey! Hi she said wasuuze otya nno nyabo? Bulungi oh! I thought you didn’t know luganda! Why? Well you don’t look it. I don’t like it she replied..
“Did you send that message? ” She asked. Not because she did not know who was most likely to have sent the message but because the previous message had not come from the usual number that she knew.
“What message? ” fray had replied as if he didn’t recall every single word.
“The one you sent” the memories came flooding through his mind word by word the way he had taken care in selecting them;
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Let me try to describe the gift that you have given to me,
Although, I believe that will be a major undertaking.
Since it is quite difficult to describe in ordinary language.
Your arrival 18 years ago was unmistakably
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God gave us three years of happy moments.
Now we must part.
And as the world calls for you,
Confused reactions fill my heart
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The hardest thing
in a relationship is,

'building trust'
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It was in mid July back in 2008 fray and his parents had set off to attend a wedding ceremony of one of his aunties. There he met with his long seen cousins among who was Johnny. On seeing him he cast his memories down the years in 1994 when they where taken to their first primary classes by fray's sister, punkin as he referred to her along with fray's brother Artsel Allison, fray's sister had dropped Johnny in p1c, fray in p1b and artsel, in p1a, the three streams that existed for p1 in Nabuyonga primary school. They had separated while joining high school.
Hi Johnny fray said Johnny just grinned and hugged him saying the transport from home was free so I couldn’t see reason good enough for not coming. Good you did old boy because I wouldn’t 've caught you later fray asked about Johnny’s sister Kim wondering if Johnny could give him her number Johnny’s phone battery was low so fray offered his phone. Johnny transferred his sim to fray's cell phone fray copied Kim’s number to his cell phone memory and before he could hand back Johnny’s sim card fray's dad called for him that way he came to think about the simcard again on his way back to Kampala. In this sim was a number saved under the identity, Beyonce this was a really famous name that it called for his attention wondering who that was he copied the number and one day called on it until this day the two have never met but beyonce, or Tricia and fray are pretty good friends.
“So what buildings were burnt down? ” Fray asked.
“Just shops in the neighborhood.”
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The day is breaking,
she's barely waking,
didn't she hear the birds singing?
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It’s been, a long day,
Am lying in the sodding hay
With my baby son,
My beauty wife,
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The Best Poem Of WEIKAMA EMMA

A True Lover

Did you frown on reading what he wrote?
Never mind,
The aches of freezing in his heart all he’s got.
A true butterfly, flies even after hail storms! !

Am sure,
Pretty sure he wakes up at night crying.
But then he realizes it was just a bad dream,
His butterfly is not being taken away.
Whatever he’s reminded,
A true butterfly, flies even after hail storms! !


Dreams involving beloved ones,
He’s convinced mean something.
Makes little sense with the reverse,
But then it’s known,
A true butterfly, flies even after hail storms! !

Matters of the heart,
Very uneasy to understand.
Toss away the “I don’t wanna s”
Can’t be tossed if the heart says “yes”
Can’t be embraced if the heart says “no”
Patience is all it takes,
And he will say “I love you butterfly”
And she will fly even after hail storms! !

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