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Silence, Silence is what I hear Deep in the darkness, sounds the heart beat o f a little lad so cold, yet so dear Silently, she's sinking deep in fear Wondering what  tomorrow may bring as it draws near Slowly, the minutes pass by Lips sealed Nobody really wonders why They are all deep; swimming across a beautiful sky Dreamland, That was it's name Yes, I recall Because I was once there as well Flying high Dancing with the stars Amused by the moon Basking near the sun that beat my physique Like it was 12 noon But wait, What's that sound? I know It's the sound of my thoughts generating an ugly past. Take it all away Where are the words  For me to utter and pray? The past drives me up the wall Paralyzes my tongue I can barely speak at all Submerged in unusual pain In my world so small I wonder, oh how I wonder Does anybody see me at all? "Help," I cry, "Let me out of here" Guarded by anguish Sealed completely with a

A head turner… that’s who she was Beauty that flowed from within and found its way out, no sight of flaws Or so many thought She had it all going on for her Extraordinaire background, classic lifestyle, sort-after status With all this, nothing was bound to go wrong Or so we thought, since no one sensed the upcoming fracas  She walked tall Everyone around knew her, whether great or small She was a head turner; no one was like her, none at all Her green eyes flashed before her audience If you didn’t know her, you’d mistake her image and call it pretense But she was real, a true figure to behold She was a head turner, so humble yet so bold Elegance was written all over her Right from her glorious long hair, to her feet that sauntered gracefully Rarely touched the ground due to a spectacular pair that elevated her to an appreciable height Oh! A head turner, that’s who she was, That is what we knew her for Silencing conversations among drooling

What’s the easiest thing you’ve ever had to do? Personally, my answer would be ‘put up a face.’ It’s by far the easiest thing I have ever had to do. Trust me; people like me would win an award for this. I’ve done it practically all my life but its disadvantages are on the high so I’m learning to just be honest with reality and more so myself. It just amazes me how in the outside world every body perceives you to be this ‘Miss Independent’ kind of girl like Neyo would sing. You walk like the boss, talk like the boss, etc. They call you all sorts of good names, and shower you with flattering remarks. Like recently, a friend of mine, decided to expound on the fact that I am too special with these exact words. “You’re beautiful, sweet, kind, you’re certainly loving, your sexy like a problem… you’ve been through a lot but you still remain to stand as a strong woman…the list is endless” Now you can imagine, I was trying not to smile really hard, but I couldn’t hide it. Until I was

Daring to be different, in a world where the majority seem to be copy-pasting every single detail that crosses their sight is quite complex. I mean it’s easier to have fun, get playful with some things, tolerate some people but not get involved, go with the flow so long as you are enjoying yourself and there’s no visible harm, right? WRONG!!! Yes you will have fun; yes you will go with the flow and enjoy yourself cautiously, but just because the results are not forth coming presently, doesn’t mean they don’t subsist. During my high school days I learnt a lesson, that to date is still relevant. A habit is not some influence that is infused in you and suddenly you get an immediate sensation, yelling the words, “I got the power”. It begins little by little, bit by bit. As you well know, the Swahili proverb that states, “Haba na haba hujaza kibaba” (Little by little fills the pot). And once you have just about enough of it, it becomes part of you, or you a part of it, and it contro