Hesbon Nyamweya

Hesbon Nyamweya Poems

In the mention of parents, we curse the universe....
We swallow our tears, coz fate we cant reverse......
Who will take us home for holiday.....
When life has selfishly taken them away.....
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Come close and feel my heartbeat.....
Look at the depth of my sincerity when our eyes meet.....
To the earth your charm is pulling me down my feet.....
Afraid but i still dive to the bottom of your passion.....
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She' a Regal Queen in her marriage...
She wakes first and sleeps last and still manage....
With many challange she still push on with courage...
She weeps then smile in the dreary pain of miscourage...
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The weather has taken a new fierce turn.......
With clouds of pepper smoke that you see none......
None to trust even the die hard funs....
Funs who send stones to mediate with bullets.....
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In trials times when the future seems bleak......
I'll find hope within me and not be weak....
When my moves are off and no step to take.....
And many harvoc hold me in the neck....
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You are a spring of many painful tears....
A soul cannibal and master of total fear....
You start like a scratch and spread like cancer...
Then you hook hearts in your hurtful spear.....
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Here we are, and i'm ambivalent what tomorrow hold..
To destiny i believe and what fate will mould....
Lets foster our affection coz its more precious than gold....
And any level i'll go without being cajoled....
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You burnt my wings and shattered my dream.....
When i gave you my all and you made me your host.....
You made susceptible and syphoned my esteem.....
So my heart freezed and my love you lost.....
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MERRY CHRISTMAS.

Lets go to Bethlehem, the census is on.....
There we'll lit the holy candles coz the lamb is born.....
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Baby hold your breath and dry your tears.......
The failure is a knock but another open door is near......
You might have failed in exams but not in life.....
Coz success ahead of you is still rife.....
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Even when I am vulnerable like an egg yolk....
With heavy burden on my shoulder like a yoke....
I might be a bleeding rock...
Or victims of my enemy's globule mock...
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Defeat, my confidant defeat,
My best friend and companion,
The protector of my fears and attrition,
And empathiser of with my downfall,
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I wish to speak the truth and nothing but the truth,
For my speech is not for judges neither jury,
But for the blind justice and naked law,
For the defenseless strangled by fury,
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Many times i seems mute but inwardly prate...
About many misery and few pleasant state...
I have scuttled across the floors of silent seas...
To the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems...
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My heart is weak, with your demise my dear...
My life is bleak, with despair and fear...
My face runs in creek, of nothing but tears...
I was like a golden teak, but now vulnerable and drear...
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Roho yangu maskini Mungu wangu....
Hiki kidonda imeenea ndani yangu chunguchungu.....
Furaha yangu katolewa kafara kwenye dungudungu.....
Huku fedheha yakinifanya kununu...
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When my withered body approach the demise gate......
And my health battles to a moribund state.....
When my last life and breath i await....
Kiss me on the forehead for my soul to elate....
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I'm a victor, triumph and a living testimony....
With many divorces, i got disdain from my community.....
I'm a vable witness of marriage brutality....
With indefatigable faith, i gained vitality....
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Justice come set me free justice....
Is fairness of law reflected in your experties.....
Tell me why rich criminals are free in the cities....
The poor rot in prisons while cases send them to their knees....
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Do i elope with my broken heart miles away.....
Coz my mind is a field for our memory play....
Do i regress back to your arms andstay....
Coz my smile and joy are fading each day.....
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Hesbon Nyamweya Biography

I am a LLB holder from University of London and a Certified Public Secretaries. I find passion in speaking the voice of those in the margin of the society)

The Best Poem Of Hesbon Nyamweya

Tears Of The Orphans

In the mention of parents, we curse the universe....
We swallow our tears, coz fate we cant reverse......
Who will take us home for holiday.....
When life has selfishly taken them away.....
We drown in disconnection and stress...
And life become complicated like a game of chess.





We weep blood, blood that runs in our vein....
It forces its way leaving nothing but pain.....
We are the copy of despair and tattered clothes....
Possessing boldness and light spirited like froath.....
Some live in the dark corners of the street.......
In discontent we neither quetch nor bleat.





We circle in emotions of depression and suicide.....
Orphanage or mean guadians, where do we reside.....
Our meals and education is never a guarantee......
Therefore being successful is never a cup of tea.....
The weak resort in prostitution and crime....
Others thrive and positively adapt with time.END

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Dorine Nyaga 11 December 2017

I like your poems, keep it up

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