RECOMMENDATION- Esther Neema- About Me

TREZER OGUDA 

you, you - I don't even know.

You are love, you are light, you are passion.

You are selfies, you are smiles, you are care.

You don't struggle to be kind. It is first nature. You don't struggle to affirm. You just do. You don't squirm at 'potential' competition around you. You partner. You collaborate.

You are hope. You are a gift. You are a lighthouse.
I hope you know it.


MERCY POETESS


Was looking for this pretty lass @NyavulaNeema seeing the greatness in others & urging them to work thru. It. One visionary woman whose space we need to watch coz she's up to big things. You've empowered me.

ONCE IN A LIFETIME- MICHAEL BOLTON

People fill their lives, with empty nights,
And days that slip away
Some search till the end of time, but never find,
The open arms of fate
One moment comes along, someone who's a dream to you,
All at once your dreams come true


Once in a lifetime, you find the one you really love
For now and forever, one love that never ends
Once in a lifetime, when every star that lights the sky
Will shine with one reason, leading your heart to the one love you find
Just once in a lifetime

Some people live their lives in compromise,
And hide their dreams away
Some never take the chance, within their hands,
To claim the prize they make
When faith is all you need, to hold the hand of destiny,
Find the love that's meant to be

 If you believe in the power of love
And you believe that dreams come true
Magic will fill your heart, when that moment comes along
Just once in a lifetime
Once in a lifetime, when every star that lights the sky
Will shine with one reason, leading you home to the one love you find
Just once in a lifetime, Just once in a lifetime

LET HER GO- MICHAEL DAVID ROSENBERG

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

WE GOT TO BE STRONG

In all those times I knew weakness was not an option, I couldn't choose it.Being surrounded by many weak people, I always knew I had to be strong. There was never room or time to play victim,because I didn't like what happened to those who dared to be victims.And every time I almost drowned in fear I knew I had to rise above it,because if I didn't rise past it, I would turn to everything I did not want to be.And so today as I look in to the mirror, I see the strong girl I always wanted to be.And now more than ever I know am ready to face the world,am done crawling,am done walking,2012 lets run

More than meets the eye- Esther Neema

If we replace the word pride with fear, arrogance with anger in describing how we feel or how others appear to us, we get to understand people better and even ourselves and how we are truly feeling, for pride is a disguise of deep fear, and arrogance is anger in disguise, and well then our indifference as a reaction to situations is not really indifference, but cowardice on our part of what is usually unknown, that one would rather not act, for no action means no consequence. Which in a sense is power, but again it is no power at all, for a life of fear, anger and indifference is a wound to a soul and is not life at all. By Esther Neema

A creative mind

"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the
overpowering necessity to create, create,
create - - - so that without the creating of
music or poetry or books or buildings or
something of meaning, his very breath is cut
off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward
urgency he is not really alive unless he is
creating." -Pearl Buck

Whilst a woman falls in love with a man she looks up to, a man falls in loved with a woman he admires.

SHAKESPEARE ON LOVE

Shakespeare Quotations on Love

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.
(Romeo and Juliet, 2.2.139-41)

Hear my soul speak:
The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your service.
(The Tempest, 3.1.60-3)

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
(As You Like It, 3.5.84)

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
(Romeo and Juliet, 2.2.121-2)

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
(A Midsummer Night's Dream, 1.1.231-2)

If thou remember'st not the slightest folly
That ever love did make thee run into,
Thou hast not loved.
(As You Like It, 2.4.33-5)

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
(Sonnet 116)

Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven.
(Antony and Cleopatra, 1.3.36-8)

Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
(Hamlet, 1.2.123-6)

Calming rain

Its just than now at this moment,
I know I have never gotten to a place so calm

After all the turmoil, the tides and wind.
This is the rain I wanted so bad, this calming moment

Right here, now, this moment with you
I could swear, perhaps, I never felt anything like it


Nothing so calm, nothing so warm
nothing more tender, Nothing like the calming rain

THE QUEEN By Vincent. .W. Matinde

If i ever thought it was easy.
I have been proved wrong.
Feelings seemingly erasable.
Their prints firmly in me.
I am my god, ready to forget.
But i am also my devil, cant let go.
My heart, plucked with ease.
Guitar.
Love, lust, infatuation.
All in one.
Directed towards one.
Eyes, smile, laugh.
Contributors.
If only i could hold my heart in my hand.
I would choose to love or not.
But she is already too royal.
Her head already too crowned.
The queen.

The Unspoken- By Esther Neema

I have learned to listen to the words in silence
For if you can't hear in silence, you cant feel the power of words said

For it is in the unsaid that volumes are spoken
For its in thine eyes that emotions show

Its in the words not said
for in those that are said one may slander or give false praise

For man has been know to make promises that didn't mean a thing
For woman has used words to bring warriors down

But in the words not said the actions are loud
In tear, in smiles and in silence

for it's in silence do some goodbyes come
for it's in silence does love, romance and friendship end

Is never about the words we say, its in those we never said
it is in the unspoken

Beautiful sunset

Like the Hope of a Sports Man by Esther Neema

Wondered why a team that looses over and over
goes back to the playing field the second time, the third time, the fourth and even again when they loose
Its because of hope, that this time its going to be different
This time its our victory

And so are we, hopers, kept alive by hope
For a mother who sends her son to war
Hopes that hel get back safe
A girl who releases her love to someone else
Hopes that she will get over it
A man who woes a woman to win her heart
Hopes that she will fall in love deeply
A hustler in search of money
Hope he can win a lottery
We are hopers, envelped by hope.that
This time its going to be different

So a million losses, a million doubts
is  this time, is it going to be different
Some pray, hope that this time this prayer is going to be answered
Some sacrifice and hope this time its going to be worth it
Some cry and hope that this is the last tear shed
This time all shall change in a blink of an eye

To the last grain of hope
we give our all once again
and hope that this time it wont be a waste
We give it all with no reservations
because we just hope that this time its going to be different

So as the sports man waits to score, after missing the first, the second, the third
And finally he scores on the fourth try
And the overwhelming joy of a man break in to tears in uncontrollable joy
is more than breathtaking
And all the hope is not a waste
And so we too shall hope, try it over and over
because this time, its going to be different.

This time its going to be differen

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Early Morning sunrise at Mombasa Road

Fallen Angel

Fallen angel
Icon of beauty
African queen

Black ebony
Captivating
A scented rose

Irresistible,men adore
A charm so enticing
yet so deceiving

A beauty so spotless
yet so empty
Aura of light, yet a dark soul

A smile of Gold, a heart of stone
Men trade their souls
for what? for nothing?
Emptiness?


For lust, for passion
drop their shields and arrows
stand naked, helpless,weak

desperate
they trade their all,
for what?
nothing!!!

She,
The fallen angel
seduces with all
innocent eyes, elegance

many waiting for a chance
crushed, reduced to nothing they are
its just for the moment, if only they could listen

Princess of doom
is she
The fallen angel

In my moments of weakness by Esther Neema written november 2011

In my moments of weakness by Esther Neema

In my moment of weakness, I get lost,
I get in lost in truth
A truth that more than once have refused to see
I grab the mirror, forced to reflect on the image I run away from,
day by day

Forced to see the girl I detest
The weak willed piece of human staring back at me,
in this moment,now
I see the girl who breaks easily,
The kind people say poor thing

The horror of what I see, when I stare in to that mirror
Afraid yes,terrified even more,anything but strong
Yet the world has to see the image I want them to see,
Strong,strength,perfection

In my moments of weakness, I try to see light in this darkness
I get to see things I never knew existed
I see that through my weakness I become strong
In those moments, I see truth

I see truth,that there can be no perfection without a few marks
That the black spot on my face is a beauty spot
Not an interference to my smooth brown skin
Because in that weakness my strength comes alive

I begin to unveil my mask
Ready to hold my head up high that I may grow,that I may know
That I may learn,that the image the world sees is not just but a face,
But a transformation, not a mistake
One who knows that once in a while its okay not to be strong

For what is a rose without a thorn
What is a pen without ink
What is perfection without a few scars
So I unveil my mask for the world to see who I am
In my moment of weakness I see truth
That am just a girl afraid to unmask myself

Afraid to show the world who I am

The one that motivates me to write love

I write poems, yes I do
Never poems of love

I write pain, I write disappointment
I write life, I write me

But, more than once, this man
This man causes words 

Soft words, words so gentle
I do not understand

I write, and write
I rhyme, I rhyme, I rhyme love

I get in to a world of mellow
I find myself sinking in words

I ask myself what am I doing
Never have I drowned me in my words

A captive to words
Crap what am I doing, writing love

Writing emotions
Writing thought

Not fighting
Not struggling

Crap am writing love
your Joking right

Can't be me
It must be the one who motivates words.

I don't know how he does it
He just exists.