IMIRISHYO-ART

Art of GOD, land of gold Africa is you. Mother of the nations, source of inspirations; To poets and songster inception of every single line of their lyrics  They pinch on their paper. East west they never get a rest  Of trying to figure out your inner mystery but it has been a test  For them because it is intangible like a vapor. Many had underestimated your ability, Their mind is full of ambiguity, but loving yourself  Being yourself will make you shine amongst those who never believed in your audacity, I know they will switch on green light for equality.  Your self-reliance will make you an alliance without paying an indulgence. I can see, An independent Africa that will be seeing challenge dead in the eye And gives it a wink instead of writing down batch of papers wasting an ink Begging for help, betting her future generations as a deed of trust in the banks That doesn’t take a week but I know you are not weak, I can’t say that this is your time Because it ha...

    Human Demons   Talkative and arrogant like the mouth swallowed mucus, These devil minded humans never wish to see us succeed, Snake tongue is their immunity, Heart full of hatred and cursing, Excuse me? Am proudly blessed, I know you don’t like me; you want to fight me, Wishing you was in my position which is funny!   Never caring about your troubles instead you poke into my life style, It’s funny how time flies without you getting paid for being much of a talker, Look at this python moving by, Preying on my fresh and they happy, For God’s Sake look at your own issues, Last night they was secretly conspiring about my living!   Sure know the world is cruelly but these human creatures make it dooms day, Nothing troubling like staying together with these venom humans, He walking, talking, sitting May he die today is their wish for my poor life, Behaviors of scavengers is written on their foreheads, Think they wish...

  Caged, caged, caged.. Blow towards East, I’m in West. The Deep pleasure shows itself, Outgrown is the beat and Deliverance is my song. Knock whatever not my head. The last footstep were achromatized in a blink. The sunrise is near to sunset, that I can turn to the East, for I derived to the kingdom. Captive, captive , captive… blow towards East, I’m in West.                    by Safa Claudia  

                                 𝖀𝖒𝖛𝖆 𝕮𝖞𝖆𝖓𝖊.  Umva cyane Nkwisabiye kujya ahantu hatuje, Kure yabantu cg muri Yamasaha Atuje, Ari nka tondo cg nijoro baryamye, Umva cyane. uzicare mumutuzo utuze, Sigusabye gutekereza na gacye, Ngusabye guhumeka cyane,  injiza umwuka mwish cyane, Uwufungire imbere akanya gato cyane, Wusohore buhoro buhoro paka ushize, Ukomeze gucyo gucyo ubundi wumve, Umva cyane. Uwakoze ibyo navuze, yateye intambwe ya mbere, Intambwe ya 2 nukwicara akumva, Imiyaga ihuha, amajwi yinyamaswa, Hari uwakumva nindege, bitewe naho aherereye, byanga bikunda nawe uzumva ibikwegereye. Umva cyane. Ese wigeze umara umwanya wumva utavuga? babyita kwiga. Ese wigeze umara umwanya wumva udatekereza? uko nuku medita. Ari nabyo aka kanya ndikuvuga. Hari uwabyumva akumva bitashoboka, Azagerageze ntakidashoboka, Hari n'uwabyumva akumva ntacyo bimaze da! Umva cyane. Ku medita biruhura ubw...

When I was young, the world was nice We ran around, we sing sounds And everybody loved us We really never cared what tomorrow  Would bring Then our teeth grew strong And our voices got horse  And our childhood games ended The world was not nice anymore  Floods of responsibility  Destroyed our cities of fun And slowly we lost sense of who we are How did we get here? But more important, can we go back? 

  My legs used to feed me  Hustling around day and night was part of my life  Sitting was forbidden in my kingdom   Chilling with my family was Seldom  Later on, I met with the teacher who  grappled my routine and ended my regime  I met with the teacher  Who thought me how to sit back and see my life in the angle that is different from what I used to look at it from  probably, from the day he came, life perspectives changed form  I have leant that, it’s about progress, not perfection I met with the teacher, who is furious  Who you can’t mess with, for god sake he is serious   Whoever you are, wherever you are, whatever you do He doesn’t care, you have to sit and learn and No one has that ability to dodge his class I met with the teacher  Whose purpose is to make a history  Who is teaching with no boundary   He is doing whatever he wants as if he has no Rivals  He said no church, no school and ...

Snow in summer I envy having snow in summer. Bright smiley face, cute small bodies and alluring smell is all they have. They have little mind to keep huge memories, Memories to discern who's parents or strangers. Strangers who enable some being choosy. Being choosy, the greatest failure for many. Many who don't value them as root all seeds have grown up from. From autonomic and crime free world. World we could all belong to. Belong to snow in summer only. x

                          Thank u lord, For your support. Thank u lord for this life I've got for free Thank u lord for this air I breathe for free Thank u lord for all these beautiful creatures I feel and All these colors I see for free, Thank u lord for everything, for giving me another day to live. I am grateful this morning, the First word I said this morning, Was thank u lord for everything, I had a smile on face then I walked closed to my window I removed the curtain I saw this beautiful light of the dawn, I saw beautiful butterflies in my guarden I saw beautiful birds and I was listening to their beautiful songs, I had felling like I never did Anything wrong, I was feeling like a baby born and the moral of the story. "being happy and grateful is all" I finally found paradise in this world. Thank lord.                                 ...

To a new song created in my heart To the lyrics you wrote all over me To the drum beat you made my heart rhyme with To the melody your name came with To the violin our fingers played To the Music our lives turned into To forever and beyond 

                                     Serval Poli😻                                         lend me your ears  don’t forget to bring your minds  which are still a way back in Berlin conference of 1885  dividing Africa  I want to let you know, things have changed now Africa is one and united.  Our only intention is to grow Not to bow for you. Lend me your ears  Don’t forget to bring your eyes and see How Africa is now fresh and clean and it is not conspiracy   We are bringing back our legacy    You destroyed her once, you spat on her face in front her sons  Enough is enough, we are done  and we won’t let you repeat the same history.   Lend me your ears  Don’t forget that you are the one I’m talking to  Africa is no l...

        Suicide Woke up on a bad day, Devils mocking at my poor soul, Silly whispers in my head, Screaming voices of babies and dead people, Blood of my family full in this room I sit, Only suicide questions in my head?   Is hell present or heaven? Panting for some breath, Sweating like I have already killed a human, Poor lives enjoying their bread, While am absent from the normal world, Committing suicide is the solution.   Did I take drugs or am on drugs right now? Hope no but why for a sudden? Why do I need to make suicide, do I have a future or it ends here? Evil mind let go of me! Monsters be friending for my whole life, Ghost attacking me night and day! Suicide is on its way but why? Can I overcome this torturing mind? Next day news spread all over the country, Gone and is made suicide!!!        

                          𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓸 Ndabizi naratinze, I was afraid ko, nzahagera ryarenze. Ndumugish byo,  Kubona umwari nkuyu yizanye. I am gonna stand up, your love forced Me to be up. the greatest come up. Our love story is a history I am telling you its an epic. This shi'd be on netflix She motivated me, She made me wanna get it. She made me wanna dream, Dream to be on itt, She felt in love with mee, When I really had nuthinnn' she asked me nuthinnn' But she deserves somethin' I thought I'd hustlin', To be on somethin', I never care about that, Before I met her, She never care about that All she wanna is my time, Dance with me some salsa Buying me hamburger but Next time I'll pay that, You know I meant that, A man is a protector A man is a provider. My mama told me that. I have to make it Cause I wanna keep her. Protect her And provide her. The wait is over Its me and you forever The game ain'...

  In the silence, the hungry pieces rush to charm, their hour hand never waits for the super like a hunter who sees a prey and yet, their tongues lick the corners of their lips, don’t fall. In the complete darkness, the pathetic pieces overcome through the weakness, the hungry pieces shall need the food, their eyes shan’t depart from your   feelings and again don’t go far, for their voices whisper smoothly like soul in soul.   The unknown is the time they served themselves, their forehead rose high subsequently eating your fresh fruit, but the main piece beats side by side to find everlasting meal, don’t be the point.   Back in silence, your heart fails to feel the fashion it followed while ear hears,   their foot marching toward the scars and your eye sees their mouths open for new meal. In the light, they manifest that, No matter how many times you feed them, the hungry pieces shall be the hungry pieces.

  I didn't know who I am, until I heard the voice telling me that I shaped you, I didn't know where i'm, up to the time told me that I chose you, I was struggling with my heart, till he whispered to my ears that I forgave you, I was blaming my self until I heard that I redeemed you, I stay wondering why me up to the time he said to me that I blessed you, I'm shaped I'm chosen I'm forgiven I'm saved I'm blessed. I'm no longer unknown, he called me shape of him. Ain't any more homeless, he took me to his word. I'm no longer struggling, he cleaned my name. No more judgement, he has died for me. For ever grateful, he poured blessings on me.

Sometimes the waters still feel the same Warm after a while and cold at first But sometimes I’m too numb to tell  The difference  Because life can be mean like that  Sometimes the sun still boils my blood  Hot the entire day it burns my skin  But sometimes I’m too numb to notice  it happening  Because life has been mean like that Sometimes the world can be nice though  The waters can bring you back to life when  The sun heats you up Because life isn’t always mean like that

Capiche?    Working hard is my niche, nothing You can establish to drill into my lavish, capiche? The pitch is one for all, You either on the first line up or you are on the bench,  Seat down and learn capiche?  Life it self teaches, no matter how slow or fast you learn the fact is that you have to,  capiche? Wear yourself wherever You land  Live the life you really command  Be there to  reply to your heart desire, 'cause the thing inside always burns like fire.   ,Rely on those you have today  Be fast to rebuke peace and love, Capiche? Be loud enough to be heard,  moreover make them feel you presence around, capiche?  Working hard always pays off, when it does, Smile with relish 'cause success is delish. Never let go of it, capiche?     Serval pole😻