* sarcasm has an ugly colour
* bitch is another way of saying feminist
* everyone has got to recognise a gauntlet when its thrown at them
"But maybe it's up in the hills under the leaves or in a ditch somewhere. Maybe it's never found. But what you find, whatever you find, is always only part of the missing, and writing is the way the poet finds out what it is he found." Paul Engle
Wednesday, 17 October 2012
Sunday, 23 September 2012
Mad Scientist
Am a genius
Misunderstood in every aspect
One that can only relate to what i write
And not all that i read.
for when i talk
Its like ' Greek' to some
Gibberish to most
And for the rest
Who cares.
A genius indeed
My ideas on life are like a comic
Taken in for a while
But not easy to comprehend
Scoft at for being unenforceable
And frowned on for being Ideal
Perplexing for the few
And for those who get them
not in a century will that happen
is their constant say...
Now am locked away in ' my lab'
Not a science lab
But a thinker's sanctuary
to invent, discover and write
My ideas, your dark thoughts,
his macho tactics and her selflsh whims
All in one
Misunderstood in every aspect
One that can only relate to what i write
And not all that i read.
for when i talk
Its like ' Greek' to some
Gibberish to most
And for the rest
Who cares.
A genius indeed
My ideas on life are like a comic
Taken in for a while
But not easy to comprehend
Scoft at for being unenforceable
And frowned on for being Ideal
Perplexing for the few
And for those who get them
not in a century will that happen
is their constant say...
Now am locked away in ' my lab'
Not a science lab
But a thinker's sanctuary
to invent, discover and write
My ideas, your dark thoughts,
his macho tactics and her selflsh whims
All in one
I DONT WRITE LOVE POEMS
No, i dont write love poems
neither do i write those spiting ones;
But i love love poems.
I have tried
But not failed, just given up
For when i write
I forget about love
And think about everything else
I don't write about him;
Nor about his eyes or smile
No i dont write love poems.
neither do i write those spiting ones;
But i love love poems.
I have tried
But not failed, just given up
For when i write
I forget about love
And think about everything else
I don't write about him;
Nor about his eyes or smile
No i dont write love poems.
PS: I LOVE ME MORE
Am not being selfish;
Am just saying i love me more;
why not?
I have had me all my life
so why should i let you hit me
in the name of love;
why should l be stuck with your unfaithfulness,
your dishonesty,
No, i love me more.
for if i love me less
I will let you take me six feet under
And because i love you,
I will walk away
because,
PS: i love me more
Am just saying i love me more;
why not?
I have had me all my life
so why should i let you hit me
in the name of love;
why should l be stuck with your unfaithfulness,
your dishonesty,
No, i love me more.
for if i love me less
I will let you take me six feet under
And because i love you,
I will walk away
because,
PS: i love me more
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Location:
Kampala - Gulu Hwy, Uganda
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