Korir Issa [Kipkemboi]
Biography of Korir Issa
Korir Issa Poems
I Will Live
I will live. Yes. I will. I will rise. Yes. I'm not new to the pangs of life. I recuperated from it's venom
Awaken, Mother Is Bleeding
We bear mountains of regrets, that have born endless abhorrence sufferings that eats us from within and curve in our faces
Why Can'T We?
Do you sometimes wish I weren't what I am? I mean, I wish I treaded in your path
Will You Say Yes?
When time shall be no more When the morn breaks, bright and fair When all we have lived to face comes to pass When my time of whining and uncertainty ends
Keep Going On
Life is full of seasons Life is full of bright moments Dull too can't be kicked out! sometimes tough phases
Strange was she In a good way that is. 'I love you' 'It's not yet our time.'
You pass me by on the corridor I reminisce the shut of the door My heart sinks I wanna snap. How you said it hard like a slap
Palm on my chin Thoughts all spin All I see hazy I'm feelin' lazy
Shadows engulfed the earth thick clouds above shifted Smoke rose from the hearth Down the paths cows trailed
When She Was
Crimson turns my world I blind but I aspire But all before me goes bleary As flashes from the past flood
No Matter How Long
In the vast meadows of my emptiness Lies my soul, laden like a pauper's My thoughts wander aloof To a far away place and time.
My Morning Wish
Each morning, each day anew Heralds of dawn make me bromidic I curse, swear and slip me out of my grass thatched glorious bed
It Is What You Make
All drifted by swiftly Dreams, love, happiness Lovers were heartbroken Dew faded.
Too Soon To Quit
I watched my life crumple, right before my eyes I saw my life in vain, sad I did nothing My soul sank deeper and deeper, I couldn't fetch myself My cries aloof, unheard, they couldn't fathom
Off the tarmac road
Rough one branched
It bore a tiny one
that wound past
the white-noses kids
who stood with awe
and gazed at me
as I sauntered down it.