Well, i am a little tooooo late for #NationalPoetryDay but i still couldn’t let this one pass.
This here is a completely cool friend of mine who decides to beautifully pen a brief poem. Once upon a time he published them on the world wide web, but not anymore. Apparently he grew up. Hahaha. I wonder where that leaves the rest of us!
Ladies and gentlemen, i present to you my first guest post(er), John Wafula.
That’s the picture painted when the windows open, this morning.
Moaning, sounds of the moment pleasure-yawning when sun is dawning,
Daunting, thoughts run up and down on tracks of ponder, in wander;
I wonder, how you are this morning with your glory eyes, shining like the sun.
That’s the picture you are when your eyes open, this moment.