The Young King

Short words but a true definition of the phrase….

Wake up ,smell the coffee, and change the sheets of your new beginning…….

It’s a world of making, so yeah I’m building my own Empire…




Drag Me Down The Keys of Writing

A birth worthy to dream of…

A Princess worthy to Kill for… Within my window, I heard a ROBIN sing

I was just a little lighted candle sitting at the corner…

I don’t wanna hurt them anymore, I just wanna Taste from the onset of your lips, I crave your words, kindness and your stubborn Heart of visiting me.

My only pleasure was the view from the window, placing my head on the window like a pillow ,wanting just the Air, the chorus of birds, just to see you my Dear Nerd!

I was kept from my own free will, I wasn’t Agoraphobic, but I couldn’t step out into the world, in mere belief I was afraid…

Many times I died, many times I rose again.

Casts decision of breath, I knew fear from the bone.

The only treasure I knew was my closet, the room, the books, silence and imagination were my comfort…

I’m afraid ,I’m afraid of the touch, I looked at this neighbour, Perfect match… You moved in, next door and my heart began to fill in

I wished,… I wished I could know how the air feels, how the plants speak, I just wanted to feel the touch of sand on my feet, the smile of the sun on my hips… The Lust of thee ocean on my LIPS!

For one night, just one night, you made me share something with you like it was thee end… And believe having this memory over and over again… You dropped me on the fertile ground of your favour ❤

You treated me so well,… So good, I needed not to read any Book… You gave my life a new meaning,you held me passionately, you shared my dreams so proudly, you didn’t need to unbutton my shirt to get a better view of my Heart…

I was unlighted, where You were the only Candle that could fit!

You held my winter in forgetfulness, you kissed my neck in summer and for the first time in my life, I believed in a Forever After…

The Caress from thee drop of the ocean… The blue heavens of its breath… Its icy touch down my breasts… I just wanted to live there, in thee ocean, I just wanted to drown alive, my whole body felt aquatic… For your breath too loud, ‘ Darling, I am all done. ‘

I was ‘ sick ‘ ,sick from something I didn’t know of… You gave me a vaccine, the Moon a dream ville,… The night I got to know where you begin and where you end… Our bodies ached for the Beauty and the Beast within…

My Life was a chessboard, I was companionshiply alone, a mere Pawn, there only stood a horseless Knight… Then our eyes met through the window -Check Me My King…

I thought I was only Human, but you gave me a reason to be a Venus, a goddess you created in me.

I didn’t wanna get close to you, I didn’t wanna ‘ hurt ‘ you, but deep, my soul only yelled, ‘ God! But the Interest ‘

You touched my lips, and wrote the words from Pinterest

…You’re still the one I dream of,You’re still the one Ill Kiss goodnight… I needed your flesh, And pray that my insisted called on YOU. Fate over us held a knife….

Then our eyes met again, after a long time, my heart could only Refrain… Even during Fog, your Lips are the ones I choose on…

Then there you stood, In the House of Books, in the daylight ‘ Moon ‘ ready to make Love on a Book for a new encounter, where You and I, would be in the LAST CHAPTER! ❤📔


……The Flesh Of Death on Soul…

…..She Walked in, and that’s when it all started…

Look, I ain’t saying that she meant anything -I guess… But immediately she walked in class, – New student…. My life went from amazing, to the Hard Times of my Tales…

She was one naming of a prose… I was simply shy, shiii, I was eager to just say Hi but I couldn’t… My whole body felt cold, my words were naked, but I couldn’t dress them up on her, she was the type of person I could spend all my change on, no happy ever after existed in me… But I don’t know why or how, but she lay between my thoughts and my past – What an ECLIPSE !

But how was I supposed to do this? All thee other boys …well most of them threw themselves at her… Who could blame them? She was a laden lass, she was amiably the one to fulfill the heart’s desire, a beautiful spitfire that’s so gentle with considerable charms who could claim my mind as her own…

The events in my mind were chess, walk home, soccer… But this ‘sworn enemy’ trapped me with a sudden blizzard where unbridled passion was thee only True Bliss…

My Summer rained, my Winter was a park of Sunshine… This wingless angel brought The Land of The Meal on my space…

Human or not, was this white Magic? Or was it the fact that her heart was that of the Garden of Eden- Purest of all pleasures!

My Fruit of courage towards Her was Forbidden, was this the ‘Second Sin’ on Earth?

I wished Jackson was Here… He would simply MoonWalk thee words to Her…

My brazen curses for softwords of desire would not be blessed….

A splendor with which lay a passionate Being!

But soon I knew, my Heart would betray my will… I longed for my soul to open to the sweetest raptures of love where a dream would be the price for eternity!….

Beneath this soul-stirring ‘seventh haven’ lay a Baker.. .for I craved for courage and slept on shyness…. Kindly Miss Dua Lipa and Sean help me out,…

‘….Don’t be shy, take control of me,

Hit the vibe, it’s gonna be lit tonight… ‘

Thanks guys…. Finally my mouth was unsealed, and my words could scream..

My ‘Shrek ‘ heart had finally found it’s Princess Fiona…. Then Everything Everything changed… She kindled a blaze of attraction ‘washing ‘ in the flames that would melt the pillar that held Lot’s wife….

…. A date was planned, for our souls to pour within… This was my first date, my first date, no candle was able to light up my delight… At least I thought…

Then the call came…. This wasn’t the call to pick her up but from her mom in Hospital…. ‘My desired Half’ had committed suicide…. She slit her wrists… And….. And…. The medics… The medics could not save Her! My Rose immediately turned Dark!

Why, when I was so close, so close, just when time allowed, everything got washed……

I couldn’t speak ,for I felt like paying homage to God and exchange your Place with mine….

Alone I cried, my heart was like a Broken Clock, where no Time or Second would heal….

….. I want you to stay…. My Tears drew..

…… All the time she was a beamer….. My blood was like brew..

Death sentence, the Capital punishment for life was unfair…

Although I would later try and smile, it was only for a while, for my tears would never fill the River Nile…

My Only memory of her, was a note to me ….’ Dear Bambi…

Your Love as my Best Encounter…..

For She was my Last Desire ❤


In the Dawn of The Awakening, The Prince Arrived…

WOMAN,… Yes, Taken from Man right…

Companion, Procreation, basically that’s how Eve met up with Adam. Many are the times, SHE is violated, mistreated, disrespected, not valued, underestimated and made to go through ONLY she knows the pain..

SHE was created to be treated well and not to be treated like an option, she was created to be a companion not a packet of milk for you to drink and thrown away, SHE was made to be with you not just to SLEEP with you..

WOMAN was made from Man’s Rib not from Man’s Feet… she was brought on earth to be made feel proud not to be walked on, that’s why we have SHOES for our feet and not HER!

IT is not what is beneath her that defines her but what is within her… Yes, her looks will give you Praise, her dress will give you maze, her breath will break you into a race, her dreams will get to your neck and her Obedience will get you down thanking HIS GRACE…

She’s fragile, that’s why she was blessed with Seven Ribs… Her heart also speaks, she’s a glass, once she’s broken, HER heart screams…. The only evidence to be shown are pain of TEARS!

SHE has the power of the tongue, be with her, kindle her and take care of that one rib taken from you on that day of Creation and she will crown and sacrifice you in her THIRST… She will Trust and place her Heart in her palms, dripping in blood, for you to Stitch it of it’s pain, torment and horror…. Make HER your Lioness, where the only other males she will fall in love with, -Will be your CUBS!

Hold her when she’s hurting, encourage her when she’s crazy, Kiss her when she’s annoying, lie while she’s lying, embrace her while she’s fighting, Cheat in her dreams and swim in her RIVER… For if you want to know her pain and horror, Let her fill a bucket with Tears and drink from it…

Never Wet her lips with Tears, you have your tongue… Use you Mouth and not your Ego and Feelings to water them… Sure?

Sometimes she builds walls, higher than those of China and only because at times she prefers being Noah, …she will get onto the Ark, for she knows life’s too short to meddle with other people’s issues… She will just close the Ark and let the floods carry those who meant less to her…

She’s never perfect,but she will share your dreams, she’s not the only WOMAN in the World, but you will never find a COPY of her… Never bring her the Moon, just light up her darkness, don’t run a thousand miles, just walk into her life and just like GRAVITY, pull her close to You…!

She’s Patient, She wears glasses, not because she’s Blind but because she wants to experience her best adventures in fours….

Thing is, it’s not that WOMEN are Useless, it’s just that they Are USED-LESS! Don’t let Her give herself to you like an ART, call out your name in full FACTS, only for your LOYALTY to run off like a PACK!….

And just for the Record, it would be better to buy her a dress and make her SMILE than to get under Her DRESS, and make her CRY!

Her CUP of forgiveness mat be always ready but don’t take it for Granted…


Beauty of Creation.. 🌺

That Forbidden that was given to man was not by chance or did it mean that WOMAN should be taken for granted.

She is not just a piece of wood that it’s only work is to be set on fire neither a piece of coal that you only love it for it’s purpose and later dispose her off like ASH.

This WOMAN wanted a man who could have communication with her soul to satisfaction, and taste her thought process while she read books to him Topless….

A man who could unravel riddles with his tongue as he watched her words turn into Moans that spoke Intelligence….

A True WOMAN won’t love you for your looks, or the clothes your wear, or your fancy car, or how you are built to the extent of a bear but because she alone sings a song only you can hear…

Every girl has her own CINDERELLA story,…. She is only waiting for her Prince Charming of her dreams to pick her only shoe at 12O’Clock…. MIDNIGHT…..

Find a Woman with Brain and A Man with Commitment and Dedication, not their Sexual Desires… This True? You be the judge of that…

A Lady is always a Gun….

That’s because they know when it’s time to Cork up and when it’s Time to Fire…

Treat her right and you’ll see, mess her up and you will see the difference…

Let her senses be on the edge,if she hears Your Voice, smells your Scent, feels your touch, you need HER…..

The tides need the Moon to flow… The Flower needs the Sun to blossom…. So does she want you to Infinity….

But don’t be ready to take up your heart in her hands, if you are not ready to pick up her pieces when she’s in pain and broken…. If you are not sure of it yet… Just wait, maybe your love story will be the BEST….

Men too deserve to be spoiled. Told they are handsome,

Told their efforts are, appreciated…

And should also be made to feel secure…

If he treats you like a Queen, treat him like a King…

Don’t be that type of guy that after messing up a lady’s heart since you are the “Player“, ….. You arrive home to your CAT, only for it to look at you and be like… ‘ Are you serious, which other CAT* are you getting tomorrow? Maybe Loyalty nowadays is just a Tattoo, and saying I love you has been a Quote…. No? Your judgement?

Every Queen deserves a King who understands where CROWN gets heavy…

When you touch her,

Don’t touch her with Hesitation, touch her like you own her. And for sure she will know the Difference….

Be Her only King, protect her, claim her and never be afraid or ashamed of declaring her as your own….

Just like Chess, guard her, send forth your army to surround her and keep her safe….

And when the enemies try to attack her, pin them down in pride, and hit their clock…


Trust me ,she knows you fit her FUTURE when you can make her HEART forget that it was ever broken…..


The ‘ OBEDIENCE ‘ ……….

Memories are dug deep into the mud, to be unleashed only….

When the rain falls, hard they are,

Deep they go, down into our present future…

Hid like a kill, sealed as will, only for the ‘Free’ to play with it as Kids!


Touch, feel, see… Oh yes, your senses, you used them wisely….

Who can deny, how great of A Solomon you are,

For Wisdom, as for you, it would be as if the Devil had a Taste of Holy Water….

But for pleasure ,so as to quench your Treasure*,……

It was as if signing off a couple of ‘Lucky Cheques’,

~Nothing really ever Bounced ~

Young i was, ambitiously I prayed, destined I remained…..

Wondering why it had to be you,

To take away my innocence!

Death was my daily bread call,

At a point, I even thought to myself, Hell was eminent on earth, Heaven was purely a mere dream, at least I was already introduced to one…..

Since then I never seemed to be, the Long Shower girl, the pure Princess, whose only dream was a normal life….


How could i even dare utter it to Miss? My silence was the only GRAIN and Pain, but for you, the darkest gain!….

If i did utter anything, my younger sisters would have to live as the Queen of the Streets with their generation….

Stop destroying my future, I once ‘politely’ begged…

Believe me to say, that you behaved like a Creature….. !

My eyes everyday having a red glitter, not of sleepless nights,

But tireless nights, cleaning up your Nail Polish*,off my YOUTH….


Every time I held your hand during meal prayers,

Flashbacks of an awoken corpse ,engulfed me……… Wishing never of, my birth…

Orphaned I was, but yet, you still had the guts of….

Giving me some parenting ‘….

Your Wife, took me in as, pure mercy,

Only for me to scream it in silence when your ‘pregnancy’ lay above me, fighting for a Twin!

Everyday, crying so hard, bathing my youth,

Not knowing that my CREATOR held me in my darkest of hours….


Now I’m above your grave, in my eyes,

MOLESTATION was the name on your gravestone,

Regret, Hatred and Filth as a bouquet of Roses for you!

They say they go to watch beasts at the Zoos, yet they live among us……

DEAR Irene 👓

The Life Found In a Book🌷

Tweety this on Twitter, and let your heart shed a tear…

For YOU i’d even eat the Forbidden Fruit to save you from Sin… The immediate you took me in, crowned me within and gave a place to call Shelter and so let me drink from the Cup you filled with Blessings…..

For i would bear so many scars…..

With the light, shape, and beautiful like stars………

With so many punishments, so many regrets, turning them into a pool of ecstasy, hope and, love of a Son, for me to swim in…..

Teaching me on the Laws of Wisdom, turning me into a Young Solomon, hopefully writing my own rhythms to share it with you, for you are not alone ….

My book is full of blanks, i wish i would write your name on each and every page, so that i would read them back and forth… You have helped me walk my path, talk as, my bath, shone a candle in the days of my darkest, and as the sun set, my crown is always the brightest….

And if you were to offer a sacrifice, let me be the one to hold the Knife…. I’m willing to fie for this, for you, Each day, just as a true Lioness ,made sure i didn’t descend on an empty stomach… Some of the nights, boasting of clean plates, and relying on hope as our feed…. I know i would never give you the moon, but let me sketch it for you, as a vision, when in thy Most High’s Mercy, you shall rest in it, watching me in thy Night….

If possible i would bind myself of the fences, protecting you from the obstacles, lay as a bridge for you, where there is no way, for even at my birth, with the help of MOTHER, you were the birds protecting the “new one” in the nest.. .For even now building in me the right deeds, for you being the Tree, not allowing the shed of me till I’m ready for the Universe… And as at your Last Hour, let me be the one holding your hand,as your breath rises, and your spirit, to a land full of praises….

As Full stops in full prowess deigns it….

I’ll give you my heartbeat. He wouldn’t even give you a second thought.

I’ll give you the suns rays .I’ll split them into golden lines and forge a crown. I’m a swordsmith.

I’ll steal a star. Ill dig a tunnel during the day. I wont caught. I’ll…

I would love to clink a glass with you in a world of Ceddyville, laying the crown on me as the Prince of Denmark…

I know this piece may not be the best of all but as, always a pinch of salt satisfies a whole banquet… I drank from your eyes and now my liver is muddy…

Sometimes all I did was become pig headed, hard as grain… I understand that there’s a problem, even though they might not show, all the things that i kept inside you, even you might not know. For all the possibilities for being wrong, and its just a SHAME on me, ill be the reason for your TEARS. YOU can put the blame one me…..

On basis, i would reason, if you a glass and i held it my hand, down it goes and breaks; i would use the pieces to cut myself, till my spirit is the only strength, joining you in the VINEYARD where the Morning Dew is the only breath!

Many will see you walk on water and say its only because she cant swim, but let my words be unlocked from thee cages in simple tone, bond by blood magnificently, i photographed the latter, ‘I LOVE YOU DEAR SISTER’

It’s good that we have HELL, for if there was no hell, there would be no Dignity…..


My Hall of Fame
The Reason My Family Lacked, is what kept me going” This is what my father once told me at the moment when he got his first good paying job, and basically the whole family was in a praise, especially my mother she couldn’t hold her tears…..  We all knew that life would forever change, more food, no more sleeping early in the night just because you have to feed in your dreams so that you can feast in your future, more of the best of “Mr Price Sunday Best” but all in all survival, determination and power to live together is what is a key drive into a family..  
At times we tend just to disobey our parents, sometimes because we think they are outdated, are old fashioned, “not technology gurus , and we end up to think that we are old enough but the real truth is that some of us we tend not realise that it’s the same parents that we see as “never understanding ” that we came from…. How many of us whether young ladies can bear to carry a load for not even nine months but just a couple days since your own egos are way heavier than your own lives, feed, tend to bear such the pain while delivering a new angel because sometimes the things we take for granted are the ones that end up as heavens in our lives..   Or how many males can wake up every morning, before even the morning cock, go search for meal for like 8hours ,and just bring back a single loaf of bread on the table….. In my duration, my dad and mum aren’t the Mohammed Ali, Pac man or Mr Floyd but they measured their ring and knocked their hardships out,so as to give me the best Belt they can ever afford, and sometimes I would comprehend they ain’t in my circle, like all they do is be over protective but one thing I got to realise is that no matter who you are, ugly, poor, beautiful, handicapped, one can never change who their mum and dad are ,because it doesn’t matter what kind of life others live and wished that you had that life, what matters is that God gave you an Adam and Eve in your life, how many children end up in orphanages not because their parents are dead but only because their parents are ashamed of them, they can’t tolerate having a child of their own, and all the child has to do is growing up to a fake story that his or her parents died in a road accident while in true sense, they are out there enjoying their moment of magic life of their own …. Don’t the children still survive? Or parents who have no choice but to adopt a child since one of them is barren and can’t divorce on the fact that they are both deep in love….. In this world the most painful thing a woman can ever experience is not having a child to call her own ,her own blood, genes and her generation continue to be established …..
My mum once told me something on ignorance in which a woman had once been driving to church, and on her way to the church, One of the kids around ,a street child in particular flagged her down, and went straight to the driver’s seat window…. Afraid that he may rob her, the lady didn’t lower her window but later seeing no such intentions of the child to rob her, she lowered her window and immediately the child just asked the lady to help her with a 10coin. Well the lady just looked at the kid and told him That she didn’t have any money and that she was going to church and even she didn’t have SADAKA… But the child asked her… ‘Aki mum huna iyo ten Bob akyy,….. Basi shika hii 50 enda unitolee sadaka…. Ubarikiwe…
Later when the lady left, she didn’t even drive a 100 metres when she stopped ,thought about what had just occurred, looked at the 50shillings note, turned her car key on and drove back to where she met the street child…. But arriving at the area, she asked all round but didn’t find the child, so she didn’t know what she felt but just proceeded home not even to the church…  What do you think she felt?
So thank God for your life and do your good deeds in attaining your CROWN…
Remember always, Many really Desire to Go To Heaven, but no one wants to Die…..