Prince Froggy Mwalimu
Biography of Prince Froggy Mwalimu
My name is Maxwell Kamau Macharia but my nick writing name is prince froggy mwalimu.
The name itself tells you am an African, my home country is Kenya.
I bet you know Kenya, it produces the best marathon runners in the world, and if you are thinking of visiting it, you are welcomed to come see the diverse cultures and of coz the wildbeast migrating in the great Tsavo national park.
Enough with my country lets talk abwt me.
was 25 years old on 10th oct 2011,
i love socialising alot mostly in socio medias like facebook, my fb i.d is www.facebook.com/Maxwell.Kamau
guys say am funny but i really don't think am that so funny.
I have a problem with where to place commas and fullstops, so if u happen to read a pretty long sentence just correct me.
I hate my big toes, yes i hate 'em, each looks kinda of funny, the nail is shapeless and it often lies on the other small toe beside it.
I am a fan of great giants of literature like George Owell and S.Kings.
Prince Froggy Mwalimu Poems
Butterfly # Funny Story #
Memories today i calmly sat in a park bench, a butterfly came dangling resting on my elbow, it's magnificent beauty reminded me about my childhood.
Tonight i scribble my quill, each drop of ink will bear a name, a name of who is mah friend,
THE WAKENING. 1/2 A DECADE, NO STREAM OF WORDS,
Killing For Love
they say by the touch of love every being can write a poem, i say by the touch of love every being can commit a crime of passion, love is between two and not between three,
Angel Of Death (Horror Story)
Final destination in the deepest depths of hell in the midst of a thousand skulls
Color Of Love
Mmmmh they say red is da color of love, today i shall lit a red candle,
The Journey (Death Story)
One day u shall lie there, we shall give thee your final farewell, inside you will be at peace, you shall be trying to say something,
The Beggar (Poverty Story)
Saidia, saidia, saidia, those words definately are familiar, in that secluded part of the street,
Money And Love #2# (Love Story)
True to her words, Anita and mwangi tied a not, the multitude turned up, just to witness the occassion, at the furthest church corner i saw it all,
Money And Love (Love Story #1#)
By the old oak tree, Is where my heart was broken into “pieces”, Holding my thumping heart, I wished to erase my fears.
Mmmh why the sad face, am xory but i got to write about it. A 9 letter word,
1300 hours ago at club labanda, i met the cute angelic beauty, enticed by my sweet poetic words, she was mine for the night.
1/2 A DECADE,
NO STREAM OF WORDS,
WISE WORDS TO CHERISH THE BROKEN HEARTS.
1/2 A DECADE,
I WAS A WANDERER,
MY 3RD EYE HAS SEEN ENOUGH,