• My wife says that I should scrub my face more regularly,
    She says It gives me a clear face.
    And a clear face has something to do with a clear mind,
    A clear mind?
    Yes!
    Or should I say Yas!
    A clear mind is always a good thing
    She might be wrong though,
    Because not all clear faces have a clear mind.
    But she is always right most of the times.

    My wife says that
    A man doesn’t come home empty handed,
    Especially if he has two toddlers in the house like me,
    He is supposed to come with his arms full,
    Not full enough to avoid hugging his wife on arrival.
    She reminds a woman isn’t taught submission,
    Submission is a package that comes with a woman,
    It’s a software that needs no updates.
    A woman submits to whom she wants to…
    If she doesn’t submit to you, then she doesn’t.

    Why am I forgetting,
    My wife said I look smart before I left the house today,
    See she actually made me change my tie three times
    My wife this
    My wife that
    My wife those
    But the truth is today I wore no tie,
    I don’t like to get tied up on my neck
    Sometimes I fear that someone might grab me by the neck,
    Hang me on my troubles,
    And that becomes the end of my beginning.

    My wife ties no ties
    But she agrees we have tied the knots,
    And that was always our hope.
    I am actually talking in the future ,
    My wife in the future has done all that already.

    My wife says I shouldn’t drive her,
    Because it drives her crazy
    She doesn’t like me driving her crazy.
    Ooh dear future wife!

    Yours truly.
    ❤️

  • Lately I don’t believe much in love anymore
    I do believe in ‘me’
    But
    I don’t believe in ‘Us’
    Especially the ‘We’ thing
    It doesn’t work for me
    And so
    I like to be I, myself and I

    I never allow my heart to lose its brain anymore
    I choke the part of me willing to die for someone
    Because,
    Everytime I let it grow
    It chokes me instead.
    No one wants that
    Right?
    No one wants to fall in love
    And end up falling out of it
    Everyone wants a love to last

    It’s not that I was always this way
    No!
    I was in love
    But the ‘How’ happened

    See the very time I fall in love,
    I think it will last forever
    I think it,
    I will Romeo my Juliet!
    I feel it,
    I King my Queen!
    But No!
    It doesn’t
    It doesn’t last long as I want it to
    Instead It lasts long enough
    as someone else sees it worthy to last for me.
    And that,
    That’s the ‘how’
    That’s how me and love don’t get along.
    That’s how me and love don’t get a long stay.

    Maybe someday, Not today.
    ❤️

  • My Campus Dark Nights

    On the darkest nights
    The nights when crickets feared to “stridulate.”
    Nights when the moon hid it’s face in the clouds.
    The nights when frog feared to croak because of the darkness!
    I always sat at the same spot
    The Rooftop
    Up the water tank
    Block E
    Multimedia University hostels

    It would take me almost a minute up the ladder,
    That’s alot of time and distance to climb a ladder!

    Sometimes I would stand up on the tank,
    Close my eyes
    Hands stretched across
    Breathe in then out
    It turned out to be the best feeling ever to relieve issues in my head

    Some days it would be moony and silent
    On other nights
    It would be dark and noisy
    The Noisy nights meant comrades & premier league in the Dhall
    Or comrades and Rugby League
    However on fridays it was comrades and 10/10 with the wild Willis Raburu
    Wabebeee!!

    I liked the nights of darkness and silence
    On such nights
    The noise was me,
    Me,
    Me hanging my legs from the water tank,
    Hands pocket my hoodie,
    Earphones
    __loud mode of course
    It was always my favorite song playing
    Jealous by Labrinth
    And I would always sing along my best line
    “I wished you,
    best of,
    all this world could give,
    And I told you,
    When you left me,
    There’s nothing to forgive,
    But I always thought you’d come back,
    Tell me,
    All you found was,
    Heartbreaks and mysteries,
    It’s hard for me to say,
    Am jealous of the way,
    You are happy without me.

    I still sing along when that song plays
    It’s indeed a chronometer to my lovelife.