Never Love a poet Dont fall in love with a poet, for they have no feelings at all, If you are prone to heartbreak, Then try one. These people has no feelings, This phrase i had repeated, What they feel is the words they write. A poet is not a good lover, So dont waste your time, These people are unique. They dont care if you die for them, for love or sacrifice for them, What they care is, "What if my pen dies" *Mboya is an example of one* ALONE, Writer: Joash Mboya, All my life, I have been an island Standing alone, detarched from the main land. All my pillars of hope, friends and I could count on, Familly and I could run to. Even my own self, had detarched from me. The storm is strong, the waves are huge, being an island , I stand srong. PRAISE THE ALMIGHTY writer: Joash Mboya It's a new dawn, that I get drawn into my papers, to thank my helper For he is wonders. From dawn to dask, i catch no dust. For he cleans my heart, and remain freelace upon his embrace. Sir God is wonderful. He performs all wonders. He blesses his devoted children. Thank you God. My mom's love She carried me in her womb, Nine months like in a tomb, Nine years weak and loose, Caring for me not to loose. In any case of my pain, She lived to endure the pain. But she wanted me to have a gain. Oh all she did was in vein. She left me at a tender age , Though not at a todler stage, For the world to keep me in its cage But her love was just for a range Death took her away Trying to remember all the way, Crying and mourning every day, But death has its own way, of handling human everyday. #ajanjapoet To the cancer patient....... In the depths of your battle, so brave and strong, I pen these words, a tribute to your song. A cancer patient, facing a daunting fight, But know you're surrounded by love's guiding light. In the face of adversity, you stand tall, With courage and resilience, you give it your all. Through the trials and tears, you find inner might, A warrior's spirit, shining ever so bright. Though the road is long, and the journey rough, You inspire us all, with your unwavering tough. Each day you face, with unwavering grace, A testament to your strength, shining in every trace. In the face of uncertainty, you remain bold, Finding silver linings, even in shadows cold. Your spirit shines brighter than any star, A beacon of hope, no matter how far. Through the pain and challenges you endure, Know that you're loved, and your spirit pure. We stand by your side, through each twist and turn, With unwavering support, a fire that will burn. May hope be your anchor, and love your guide, As you navigate this journey, side by side. You're not alone, for we're here by your side, Together we'll face it, with love as our guide. So, to the cancer patient, strong and true, Know that we admire and stand with you. May each day bring healing, and strength renew, Sending thoughts of love, as we journey with you. My love I ask myself how best Can I show my love for you? How do I reveal The storm of desire that rages within me? From the warmth of your skin, To the touch of your lips, You set my soul ablaze, A wildfire that never fades. Meditating on your smile, A wonder too wonderful for words, And how can I forget Those eyes that hold me captive, With their captivating gaze? The bliss you bring Satisfies my heart for days on end, Until our next encounter My heart beats with anticipation For you, my one and only partner. @michaelmboya Pain inside Who will listen to the sound My pain,my pain How loud it sound My pain, my pain Even when I smile The pains are still mine Even when I cry The pain still strike I grow old and retire The pain never retired My pain now my Trier And am still the carrier Who do I share my pain with My pain, my pain #ajanjapoet The poet's pen. Storms make me wonder, thurnder makes thurnder, Sufferings talks to me louder, But I am armed with my pen, Finding a place to lay the ten, talking about my future again, I know I might not be the best, because what I write might not best, But admires to one of the best, writers, poets and the rest . Ooh God to you I lay my passion, To be a poet and a novelist with passion, It's you who listens to every person #ajanjapoet Falling again. Falling raindrops from the sky whispering in her ears That she's not the only one Who's falling and feeling lost Dark clouds in the sky Whispering in her ears That she's not the only one Who's gloomy and carrying the burden Thunder storms from the sky Reminding her That she's not the only one Who's been shattering and screaming The Lightning strikes from the sky Reminding her That she's not the only one Who's been broken and torn apart By ajanjapoet My lovely rose flower! Look at her , beautiful ,I mean beautiful. This girl that took my saul, and kept it down inside her heart . I can say, she is the only love
Chapter 1 BLESSED PEN POETS COLLECTION
Never Love a poet
Dont fall in love with a poet,
for they have no feelings at all,
If you are prone to heartbreak,
Then try one.
These people has no feelings,
This phrase i had repeated,
What they feel is the words they write.
A poet is not a good lover,
So dont waste your time,
These people are unique.
They dont care if you die for them,
for love or sacrifice for them,
What they care is,
"What if my pen dies"
*Mboya is an example of one*
ALONE,
Writer: Joash Mboya,
All my life,
I have been an island
Standing alone,
detarched from the main land.
All my pillars of hope,
friends and I could count on, Familly and I could run to.
Even my own self,
had detarched from me.
The storm is strong,
the waves are huge,
being an island ,
I stand srong.
PRAISE THE ALMIGHTY
writer: Joash Mboya
It's a new dawn,
that I get drawn
into my papers,
to thank my helper
For he is wonders.
From dawn to dask,
i catch no dust.
For he cleans my heart,
and remain freelace
upon his embrace.
Sir God is wonderful.
He performs all wonders.
He blesses his devoted children.
Thank you God.
My mom's love
She carried me in her womb,
Nine months like in a tomb,
Nine years weak and loose,
Caring for me not to loose.
In any case of my pain,
She lived to endure the pain.
But she wanted me to have a gain.
Oh all she did was in vein.
She left me at a tender age ,
Though not at a todler stage,
For the world to keep me in its cage
But her love was just for a range
Death took her away
Trying to remember all the way,
Crying and mourning every day,
But death has its own way,
of handling human everyday.
#ajanjapoet
To the cancer patient.......
In the depths of your battle, so brave and strong,
I pen these words, a tribute to your song.
A cancer patient, facing a daunting fight,
But know you're surrounded by love's guiding light.
In the face of adversity, you stand tall,
With courage and resilience, you give it your all.
Through the trials and tears, you find inner might,
A warrior's spirit, shining ever so bright.
Though the road is long, and the journey rough,
You inspire us all, with your unwavering tough.
Each day you face, with unwavering grace,
A testament to your strength, shining in every trace.
In the face of uncertainty, you remain bold,
Finding silver linings, even in shadows cold.
Your spirit shines brighter than any star,
A beacon of hope, no matter how far.
Through the pain and challenges you endure,
Know that you're loved, and your spirit pure.
We stand by your side, through each twist and turn,
With unwavering support, a fire that will burn.
May hope be your anchor, and love your guide,
As you navigate this journey, side by side.
You're not alone, for we're here by your side,
Together we'll face it, with love as our guide.
So, to the cancer patient, strong and true,
Know that we admire and stand with you.
May each day bring healing, and strength renew,
Sending thoughts of love, as we journey with you.
My love
I ask myself how best
Can I show my love for you?
How do I reveal
The storm of desire that rages within me?
From the warmth of your skin,
To the touch of your lips,
You set my soul ablaze,
A wildfire that never fades.
Meditating on your smile,
A wonder too wonderful for words,
And how can I forget
Those eyes that hold me captive,
With their captivating gaze?
The bliss you bring
Satisfies my heart for days on end,
Until our next encounter
My heart beats with anticipation
For you, my one and only partner.
@michaelmboya
Pain inside
Who will listen to the sound
My pain,my pain
How loud it sound
My pain, my pain
Even when I smile
The pains are still mine
Even when I cry
The pain still strike
I grow old and retire
The pain never retired
My pain now my Trier
And am still the carrier
Who do I share my pain with
My pain, my pain
#ajanjapoet
The poet's pen.
Storms make me wonder,
thurnder makes thurnder,
Sufferings talks to me louder,
But I am armed with my pen,
Finding a place to lay the ten,
talking about my future again,
I know I might not be the best,
because what I write might not best,
But admires to one of the best,
writers, poets and the rest .
Ooh God to you I lay my passion,
To be a poet and a novelist with passion,
It's you who listens to every person
#ajanjapoet
Falling again.
Falling raindrops from the sky
whispering in her ears
That she's not the only one
Who's falling and feeling lost
Dark clouds in the sky
Whispering in her ears
That she's not the only one
Who's gloomy and carrying the burden
Thunder storms from the sky
Reminding her
That she's not the only one
Who's been shattering and screaming
The Lightning strikes from the sky
Reminding her
That she's not the only one
Who's been broken and torn apart
By ajanjapoet
My lovely rose flower!
Look at her , beautiful ,I mean beautiful.
This girl that took my saul,
and kept it down inside her heart .
I can say, she is the only love of my life.
You remember when we met?
It was a gorgiuos ecperience, wasn't it?
I never wanted to talk to her at first.
But her love drove me to her.
I never imagined her being my love,
Because her beauty is so stount.
Imagine how i felt after her acceptance,
For sure i was high.
You remember her voice?Soft and swft.
Her curved body shape drove me to her,
and the seductive breasts she has,
I can say, I surely love this girl.
Wherever you are now, have in mind ,
that my love for you never fades,
but gets renewed daily and becomes new .
Please come to me , I love you honey
#ajanjapoet
Eveything has its due time.
Writer: Michael Mboya
At the end of the day,
a labourer awaites his wages
At the end ot the month,
a teacher awaites for his salary.
At the end of a term,
a student awaits his result
Everthing has its due time .
At the end of the day,
we all struggle to put something on the table.
No matter what brings it,
as long as it is a legal stunt,
And makes you happy, do it.
Everything has its due time
Sufferings, pains and agony,
End in a no time,
Only for that saul that works hard,
believes and dont fake life.
#Ajanjapoet
Happy fathers'day, papa
Writer:Michael Mboya
He is not rich,
But ensures my needs are at reach.
Doesn't compare himself with the rich,
But does everything that enriches.
He puts on old ragered ones,
just for me to have brand new ones.
He never work once,
but daily to care for his dear ones.
He works all day and night,
just to ensure my dreams are bruoght to light.
He cares for me with alot of delights
and says he is never in the right
Happy fathers' day , papa
Your love and care I prefer .
May God always bless you , papa
Your unlimitted presence I incurs.
Chapter 1 BLESSED PEN POETS COLLECTION
08/06/2024
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