Temple of Words

I got out of bed and with a strange question on my mind I began to wonder what must have dropped on my roof, accompanied with a very banging sound. It was as if a bomb was thrown at me, and which I, with my hand, had caught and had also foolishly placed very close to one of my ears, resulting into a Kabuuming sound and a rest-in-peace atmosphere.  Anyway, to contemplate in emptiness and cluelessness is a mad scenario, which I knew quite well. And equally, I knew I was nothing near being mad or trying to be mad. Hence I decided to go find out what had made the alarming sound. After getting hold of my shirt and a short, I stuck my feet into a pair of footwear arranged alongside my shoes, and went outside the building, like an Aare-onan-kakanfo heading for a war. There was a ladder, a very long one, with length matching with the building’s height. It was laid to rest on the soil at the other wing of the house. It had few missing steps, like two to three or so, but t...

What do the broken hearts do Do they die and wither away Like a tree cut down by a hired farmer Or do they shrink and become empty  Like a sun-dried skin, void of fluid? What do the broken hearts do? Do they become tamed under the legs of shame forever? Or do they, like a wounded warrior king, Take his own life to escape further humiliation? No a broken heart wander for a while, wondering What could have made her piercer pierce her But she heals, Oh yes, she heals From the rivering emotional drops Oh yes, the broken heart heals And lives and gain. Love does not let the broken heart die But makes the broken heart know  That there's someone out there to cherish her more. Now if you ask you What do the broken hearts do What will you avow?

In this market place, I stand Looking through minds Checking how lips moves As they sell goods Rice, like this was here, and beans, like that was there Cash in hand and purses robust And the breeze of progress passed through The market Blessing every soul and laughing silently loud I was that breeze that passed Listening to the music of give and take I was that breeze caressing the skins of women and men That breeze that raised the skirts of ladies And poured sand into the eyes of men That breeze that carried plastic bags miles away I was that breeze that heard the… but soon to die The noise came from somewhere there, I do not know where The sound of that deadly boon Plucked my ears from every corner But I heard it, when it began I heard it as it brought out Sango’s rage No, it was not Sango, it was death All death and all death It was men, it was men All men and all death It was science All pure but all death and all death I lingered upon every man’...

From afar I gazed with my inner most heart  At the beauty queen     Of the lost kingdom of pride.                                                   There she stood with her serpentine heart,   Like a squirrel, caught in a trap,   She hoisted in the middle of her doomed heart  Speaking to regret.         Like dust being blown  By the breeze of the northern coast, Her thoughts were shattered in her mind,                            For her tree of dignity has been cut down   With that sharp axe of disgrace.   To the impossible future of her 12:00 life,                   Her mind travelled. Sailing backwards on the river of time, she snatched those Days of gr...

Your hand So cold and this voice So low Is it that i cannot hear your laughter My ear being lost? Or is it that your voice has departed The journey and a new enroled? Why is your skin so stiffen? Is it that clay has come to stay? Oh life! Such a pain

Rain falls everyday Upon our heads as we walk-work Cold comes Sweat shuns But the heat of evil Strangles our necks Bomb blows Death drains

Let it blink -this one eye of mine If it stands still That means it's blind Blink please blink My lover, my eye, my life Please blink Please blink My love, don't go blind The creator You created this one eye- For me For me alone The creator, I beg of you Let my love not go blind