Biography of Mwenyeji Spikes
Mwenyeji spikes, born Matthews is a culture enthusiast, prolific writer, literary critic and an outspoken natural poet. He is aptly fascinated by the turns of evolving culture and social cultural trends in contemporary society. Finding diverse ways of bringing out humor even with the simplest of words and different ways of painting mental picture with words, he seeks to express the mind of today's sociocracy on issues ranging from harmonious co-existence to the nature of man today.
He is open to working on scholarly projects that seek to bring enlightenment on social issues and has graced the stages in many spoken word and poetry forums both within Nairobi and any other places where people deeply love and appreciate poetry, and also pioneered the Poetry week on Homeboyz Radio,103.5 since 2011 and founded the annual platform for art diversification in Kenya, Central Wacka Festival of Music & arts.
He aspires to impact the world through words, words of wisdom and enlightenment, enriching lives though the gift that God has imparted in his life, for the good work.
Mwenyeji Spikes's Works:
Touch Down Poetry, Full Circle Poetry, Networkers' Dawn
Mwenyeji Spikes Poems
Body And Spirit
Body & Spirit Without a body and soul All that man treasures would I not wish to have
Flowers Like Valentine
Flowers like Valentine You always wanted to say it, Like the epic you only read in novels
The Inner Vault
THE INNER VAULT I took a vow never to look back promised myself never to lend an eye
Abiding In Forgiveness
ABIDING IN FORGIVENESS Abiding in forgiveness I recall, This kind of forgiveness,
Crafted With A Promise
A psalmist playing harp stumbled on a harp string and broke his nail Singing praises to a wonderful maker who makes all beings equally beautiful, and with a purpose.
House Of Accolades
Who could that be? Knocking at your door but Ashley, The little dear likes to come to your house, And play with the trophies,
I had conspired to conceive, But instead I got inspired to deliver, My relatives were sick and tired of waiting So when I delivered, I gave them something sick,
Good vibes she had She used to come around at noon and ask what assignment the chemistry teacher had left for us In the afternoon we would discuss math and chuckle
OSTIEGA OSTIEGA... If you could open up your heart to the understanding that love hurts whether its right or wrong then maybe you could shelter yourself from the heartbreaks
Closer To The Truth
I am the one to lock you down in your insecurities I will not be the one to liberate you from unending struggles with self I will stand with my head held high I will ponder all the aspirations concealed beneath your frown
Quarter Ounce Of Comfort
A loud buzz starts my conscience The noise of a passing housefly Breaking apart my tranquility that was settled My head yearns for rest, then sleep
Caught Up In The Middle
CAUGHT UP IN THE MIDDLE I cast my eyes like a net in a calm pond Trying to fish out the answers why everybody is caught up.
There is a path to light Brighter days for our society tomorrow To extinguish hurt in homes Broken bonds when we seclude our own
Once So Often
ONCE SO OFTEN Often, I don't get the chance to learn Neither will I let schooling interfere with my education
The Inner Vault
THE INNER VAULT
I took a vow never to look back
promised myself never to lend an eye
to the vanishing treasures of the world
the desires of love, endless passion and material things
that forms a fog beyond my vision.
I swore to my knees, never to breakdown again