Gaze At Me With Those Naked Eyes

Gaze at me with those naked eyes

Strip me bare, to my skeleton

Consume me with you undying love

Embrace the chaos in my life

Charm the ruins, salvage the dreams

For if they are worthy for you,

They are to me too

The Footsteps

There were mornings, cold and bitter,

When I sat in that class with a pensive heart

(a heart that had since declared love you)

And my mind wondered what you’d wear

Would it be that tight dress,

The one that enhanced every feature in you

Or a mere trouser that did not arouse any lewd thoughts

But before I could conjure an image

My heart would catch your shoes tapping the floor

And synchronize your footsteps with its beats

All the while chanting, I am in love with you

And, beautifully, you never knew about it

Nobody Is Your Friend

In this city, Nairobbery, nobody is your friend

Everybody is seeking to rob you a few coins

Even if their greatest need is to cool their loins

At dimly lit brothels down at River Road

Do not befriend you mama mboga

Lest the friendship leads you to debt

Work hard, pay everything by your sweat

Here, friends keep a sword behind velvet gloves

In this city, befriend your family

They are the ones who are more concerned

And will part with a little, though hard earned

To see you through a city without friends

In this city, be your own consigliore

Advise yourself accordingly

Lest prurient appetites bring you to ruination

Because you will cry alone, bitterly

But if you must make a friend

Be friends with your money

Be friends with your source of money

Save and spend your money wisely 

The Abyss Of The Soul

The world stretches revealing an abundance,

Of nothingness,

The blank canvass, the empty pages

Stare with a monstrous glare

As if daring, as if about to devour

And the brain becomes a maze

Entangled like wires, like earphones inside a pocket

Then everything becomes blank

Empty and desolate

Lets live in this moment

Lets live in this moment,
Lets dance with the tune
And enjoy the moonlight
Keep those worries for tomorrow,
 Lest you miss on this beautiful night.
Keep your eyes on the scenery,
The stars fighting with all their might
For their space in the sky
Lighting up our soul on their magnificient sight,
Twinkle twinkle little stars, make the sky so beautiful
And melt our hearts with its amazing beauty,
Making us wish that the night never ends
And Even if it does, the imprinted scene will always make us smile,
Before the night ends
Let live in this moment.

By Diana Rop

Tell Me One More Time

Tell me one more time
That it'll be okay
Tell me one more that
That the my darkest hour comes before dawn,
Tell me one more time
That you believe in me
Tell me one more time
That i can make it
Tell me one more time

by Diana Rop

I Carry A Poet's Burden

There was a morning, a Saturday morning

When the words echoed in my head

Exhorting me to rise and write them

That my heart beat for you

I was the titanic, setting sail

To you, the alluring iceberg

And our collision,

Oh! How beautiful a ruin

The simple thought of us

Wrecked every nerve in me

Sinking, I’d sink in a bliss

As unsure as tomorrow

I wanted to light the stars

The stars in your eyes

‘cause you lit the ones in mine

How much I wanted to

It turns out, sadly

There were things, certain obscure things

That you only felt in your thoughts

Among those things – love

Now I carry the burden of a poet

Expressing other’s feelings

Put my heart on the shelf

and, once in a while, read it like a book,

for the words inside it amount to a thousand pages

of feelings that died like untended fire

all I have is the ashes of a dream

how easily they slip through my fingers

just like you did, and I allowed

now I shoulder a burden,

a poet’s burden