They Call It Love

I have read so many books about love
Yet I never really understood it
So strange!

Until now

I just realized that i do my hair and
check myself in the mirror before i go out
I also press my clothes and wear cologne
I couldn't believe it myself
At least
Until today

Ooh I've also noticed
That silly smile that play on my mouth
The moment i see you
And the strange yet sweet wave of feelings
That sweep me off when i see you

I feel sick enough to see a physician
If a day goes without me seeing or
hearing from you
My special one

The apple of my dreams and
the reality of my life
My heart jolts and turns to your touch
I feel like I'm biblical Samson
when you promise not to leave me
I will protect you

By wandez mogire 

This is my first love poem
Talk to me 
Guys 

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WHY QUI IS EVERY CAMPUS DUDE`S EYE-CANDY.

Disclaimer 
Before writing this article I conducted a thorough intensive interview with a good number of students and they all agreed in unison that Carol Wangui also known as Qui is the most beautiful second year female student in Chuka University


You know that type of girl who walks into the lecture hall and your testosterone radar peaks up approximately 14 seconds in her presence. That lass who every guy can catch a grenade for. That one girl whom every dude seems to be drifting towards like she's some form of gravity or something.Meet Qui, the only chic I know with a face of a ladybird princess.

A mere glance at her and it can lead to the pope and all the Catholic priests denouncing their celibacy vows. Her body oozes sex appeal all the way from head to toe. She has the features that appear to have been chiseled out of the granite by a sculptor who had been so intent on portraying the highest form of female pulchritude.

• Most of you don't know this but the reason why most guys in our class attend lectures is to just get a glimpse of her. Every guy in our class drools over her.

The way she blinks her eyes and her eyelashes will flutter like the wings of an exquisite butterfly, my God, for sure those two large eyes are like two berry dark jewels melted onto snow. Everytime we are in class and she breaks into a smile her beguiling oyster - white teeth lights up the class. She jolts me like an electric current every time she unveils that megawatt smile. A mortal danger to all men. She's beautiful without knowing it. She's like a trap set by nature - a sweet perfumed rose in whose petal cupid lurks in ambush. Her celestial countenance instills grace in every common thing and divinity in every careless gesture. Venus in her shell is always lovely.
 

Many moments I usually find myself gawking and staring at her wondering how the good Lord created such a masterpiece, a perfect work of art, a flawless creature and left it on earth roaming, wandering and turning the heads of men.

Her voice will smite you the moment she talks to you,She always sounds like an amalgam of letter C and D in a keystroke grand piano.

Indeed she's an epitome of beauty beautiful to behold at all times.



By Ben Mugambi

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Blame The Wind

You see i never wanted them to know
And i thought my voice was low
But the wind blew it all
The way
What can i do now?
Coz it's no more a secret

Maybe it was bad that I discussed it
With my friend before telling you
But you see my intention was to
come look for you first

But before I got to you
I found this my friend
And thought it won't hurt if
I gave her few details you see
I didn't know she will tell a friend
who will tell a friend
and the friend will tell another
Until the wind caught it

So you see my friend
I have your best interest and
I am not to blame here at all
Blame the wind

By wandez mogire 



I sincerely hope you love the piece 
Give me your feedback 
Big love

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ONE LAST WISH

Now that I will be gone

That my work here is done

I feel a fire eating me up

Of all things I can’t evade this cup

Because this is the way I took

I’ve been nothing but a rook

But before I go I must say;

I wish I read all the beautiful words

That I wrote for people of all worlds

I wish I lived the life I advocated for

I wish my rear was same as my fore

I wish in my decisions I stood firm

I wish I uprooted immorality in my own farm

Only now, the days are no longer gay.

I wish I listened to my own sermons

I wish as I sought I gave pardons

I wish I didn’t abandon the fight

I wish I could make things right

But now, only wishes are left

Now, that my life is being cleft

These times that are no longer gay.

I wish it was never too late to say it’s too late

I wish I could still see an open gate

But neigh, sealed is my fate

Let history erase my birth date

Let love for once in my heart overrule hate

I wish this train I took wasn’t in haste

But now, I will have to pay.

You too have not long to decide

Truly time is not on your side

Do you hear yourself when you preach?

Do you know how far you have to reach?

Well then, you know where I dropped the light

This is your chance to make things right

Now when the sun still shines, make ye hay.

     By Vincent Owino.

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WHY NAIROBI DIARIES IS A BAD INFLUENCE TO YOUNG GIRLS

The mainstream media in Kenya is subtly broadcasting social rot in the minds of minors oblivious to the knowledge of their parents. The rot that is slowly damaging our moral fabric that binds us together as a society.

When Nairobi Diaries made its first debut in our televisions I guess I was one of the first people to pop some popcorn and I sank onto my couch to watch what I thought was a new phenomenon. But after watching close to three episodes it started growing cloying and soon lost its traction within me. Nowadays when I make an excuse to watch Nairobi Diaries I get this feeling that usually strike me when I'm in a Maths lecture in a steamy hot afternoon. Apart from being boring the venom churned out is poisoning the minds of our teenage daughters

The problem we have as Africans is that we love aping everything that seems exotic and we do it in a mediocre way that it appears laughable. Nairobi Diaries is a poor imitation of Hollywood reality shows like the Kardashians.

The universal definition of the word socialite is that a socialite is a woman mostly a damsel who hails from a noble family and who interacts with different people from all walks of lives while contributing charity to the less fortunate in her society in a bid to alleviate human suffering like poverty and disease.

In Kenya, the meaning of the word socialite has been misconstrued into meaning something else. Even those women who hang out in cheap bar joints like Sabina Joy have earned themselves the word socialite

My owned coined definition of the word Kenyan socialite is that these are seductive satanist sophisticated daughters of devils who are afraid of stepping out of their conveyor belt of conformity and work hard to earn their bread in an industrious manner. Instead they depend on wealthy men to finance their whorish lifestyle.

Thanks to Nairobi Diaries girls graduating from high school don't want to become doctors and lawyers anymore. Those graduating from high school don't want to become career women. Courtesy of Nairobi Diaries they have developed this absurd aspirations of becoming socialites.

Sometimes we look at Kenyan socialite and admire their flashy and grandiose lifestyle. Secretly we envy their fancy cars and trendy clothes but what we don't know for sure is that these are miserable women who jumped into a perilous moneymaking affair without carefully analyzing the dangers that lurked at them in the horizon.

Looking at each character in Nairobi Diaries their profile stink of human excrement to say the least. The crew chose them on merit of having a bad past in order to sell the brand. Notiflow is an infamous sex addict whose work in painting the Internet with nude photos is widely known. In an era where social media is predominant among Kenyan teens school girls are quickly turning to online prostitution.
I also hate seeing Stacy Pendo bullying and fighting everyone in the show. This is giving rise to uncouth women who are so lacking in decency.

So if k24 is not able to feed us with issues that serve the public interest then it should just revamp into a gutter press like the examples of Ghafla and Mpasho or better still shut down its operations.

  by Ben Mugambi

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