Poems About ""

Angalau rudi baba, tusemezane kwaheri
Mchungu sana hu mwiba, hadi naumwa sadiri
Tumepatwa na msiba, ni nani katusihiri
Simanzi limetukaba, kifo kimekusairi

Sote tumekuwa bubu, sauti zimetutoka
Hii nayo ni sulubu, chozi...

Ni kweli wakati wote nakaa mwenye hasira
Ni kweli kabisa sura yangu imekunjika
Ukinitazama ni kama sina furaha yoyote
ni kama sina fani kwa lolote
Ni kweli nimesononeka
Ni kweli haya yote
Maisha yangu yote nimekuwa...

Ninayowaza siwezi eleza
Kueleza natatizika
Natatizika na haya mawazo
Mawazo kuyawazua yawe wazi
Nayawazia tena sana
Ninayowaza siwezi eleza

Sababu za sababu hizi nini
Sababu yako haswa ni nini
Lawama, ni nani wa kulaumu
Lawama na sababu zitaisha lini
Kama si sababu ni lawama
Basi ni sababu za lawama
Lawama za sababu hadi lini

Moyo wangu wasumbuka, yaganda ya kwangu damu
Nafsi yasononeka, hali kwani yahujumu
Mwenzenu nadhoofika, maisha yanidhulumu
Hadi lini kufinyika, tayari nishagharimu

Adimu hizi mihela, majukumu yazidia
Hamuna hata cha kula,...

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or...

Nakukosea kwa kweli, nimekosa kutimiza
Ni ile ile tu hali, ya kesho yabaki giza
Sijui cha kubadili, nashinda nikikuwaza
Naanza kujikubali, kuwa nawe sitaweza

Ajira nimeshikika, bosi hatuelewani
Muda hata wa kupoka, naukosa...

Fresh tunes of new promises
A tiny buzz from loving smiles
And lo! The mutual melody
As hum by hum
Deeper you both fall
Until what we were
Is but an echo.
All these the wind whispers
Little whispers that break...

And when I’m high
Like the sky
I can’t help but ponder
Is it luck
Or is this it

And when I sink
To the very depths below
Still, I ponder
Is it a phase
Or is this it?

We are all threads
Hooked to the needle of time
Poking in and out
Stitching the fabric of our lives
There are never ends or beginnings
Only life getting bigger
Until the needle
Runs out of thread!

Poked me once and said –
“Sing me a song!” I said
I don’t sing so well
Poked me twice and said –
“Write me a poem!” I said
I don’t write well either
Poked me thrice and said –
“Then what can you do?”
I said darling,...

When the storm gathers
And the sun is hidden from view
With cold piercing winds –
And dark omnibus shadows:
Mothers rush to take the babes in
The chickens, the goat and all
Sensible creatures take cover
As the clouds...