She walks down the street..and even the oak tree cant help but stare..her elegant sway and soft poise. step...step..and the long endless road can do nothing but embrace her steps and ..guide her to the end where she meets him. as her white gown sweeps through the isle,the warm gay crowd cant help but smile, because she looks simply ..dashing.He knows she's his but cant shake the feeling..that feeling of not being worthy of her...of her love..her smile.But when she draws closer to the alter and holds her hand out to him,and he clasps them into his,he knows with certainty that she is and will always be..his

He smiles at her, shiley as though he was meeting her for the first time,
She stiffens her grip on his hand, and a cold chill runs down his spine.
He remembers proposing to her...on that warm Sunday evening,
Not sure that she would find him worthy of such great honor,
But, she said yes! and kissed him.
And now, all his fantasies were coming true, straight from the books...
The guests, the wedding cake, the elegant clothes and jealous suitors,
They were all here to witness him take her home...forever.

And i stand there at the extreme rear..biting at my nails nervously like a five year old,waiting for that moment..my chest thumps and my heart jumps.. Aaa!what we do for love..as the two head to the alter..to the gate opening their years of happiness,.i gather courage and with an outburst "yes..i do..i object to this union.i too deserve a shot at happiness ..don't i? " The once gay crowd turns violent..and i turn into an evil wicked stepsister..they stare..so hard at me...drops of tears drip down my face as i stare hopefully at the groom..the man i once considered ...mine...no hope.. i turn to flee ..then i hear him..he calls out to me...he calls me!!

I stand there, baffled beyond words, foolish almost.
A sarcastic jittery smile covers my face. 
Then I gain the courage to turn around, slowly like I was expecting the ground below me to pulverize.
My once loving and caring "one" walks right up to me, holds my shaking and sweaty hands and says,
"I'm sorry D. It's over, It's been over. You had your chance with me, and you were smart enough to let me fall. But God sent me someone, who was foolish enough to catch me. Please, go home, we have vows to make."
His words stung like a blizzard on my forehead. My stomach turned and I heard my brain laugh at me. What a loser!, it said.

story by apiyo and molly omolo

i.am.sorry.

i said yes

you asked me, and i said yes

why i did it, i do not know

but days ,months later, i wish i didn't

see,... i wish i said 'no' and hurt you then

rather than say 'no' now and hurt you even more...rather than saying yes, but my heart yearning for another

why i kept smiling, i do not know

why i kept saying 'i love you' i cannot fathom

i wish i had let you go...

be with someone that said 'i love you' and meant in

someone that said 'i miss you' and really did

For Better, for Worse

It all begun with a smile…

Love established itself into our hearts,

Leisurely capturing the bottomless veiled yearning for companionship,

Replacing the ancient aches and pains,

Arousing sweet pleasures,

Causing us both to smile…

So effortless, so spontaneous,

Like magic,

Like a swift waft on a muggy summer morning,

Like the rain drops on the sands of Sahara,

Like, Like, Like nothing words can explicate…

The unexpected rush,

The coquettish giggles,

The candid naivety,

The understandable innocence,

The irreplaceable joy,

The unfathomable longing!

Our eyes close and our lips convene,

Our arms entangle around each other,

Our hearts communicate in a language only they understand, and

Our knees give in to the chills…

We squander hours murmuring those lines we share,

Hopeful that time will revere this serenity

We get closer, nervous to let any distance separate us

And listen to our song…

“you are my one more chance I never thought I’d find, you are the one romance I’ve always known in my mind, no one will ever love me more, I only hope that in return, I might have saved the best of me for you…”

Oh!

The splendor of these lyrics brings water to our eyes, tears of love, tears of belonging, tears of peace, for finally we have found a warm comfortable home to lay our heads.

 Morrine Omolo

thoughts on a bus: hey guys..this ones one of the new posts by my lov...

thoughts on a bus: hey guys..this ones one of the new posts by my lov...: hey guys..this ones one of the new posts by my loving talented sister.. For Better, for Worse It all begun with a smile… ...

hey guys..this ones one of the new posts by my loving talented sister..

For Better, for Worse

It all begun with a smile…

Love established itself into our hearts,

Leisurely capturing the bottomless veiled yearning for companionship,

Replacing the ancient aches and pains,

Arousing sweet pleasures,

Causing us both to smile…

So effortless, so spontaneous,

Like magic,

Like a swift waft on a muggy summer morning,

Like the rain drops on the sands of Sahara,

Like, Like, Like nothing words can explicate…

The unexpected rush,

The coquettish giggles,

The candid naivety,

The understandable innocence,

The irreplaceable joy,

The unfathomable longing!

Our eyes close and our lips convene,

Our arms entangle around each other,

Our hearts communicate in a language only they understand, and

Our knees give in to the chills…

We squander hours murmuring those lines we share,

Hopeful that time will revere this serenity

We get closer, nervous to let any distance separate us

And listen to our song…

“you are my one more chance I never thought I’d find, you are the one romance I’ve always known in my mind, no one will ever love me more, I only hope that in return, I might have saved the best of me for you…”

Oh!

The splendor of these lyrics brings water to our eyes, tears of love, tears of belonging, tears of peace, for finally we have found a warm comfortable home to lay our heads.

By Morrine Omolo

CIRCLE

Circle

The emblem of success hovers over my head,

As does the square black graduation cap,

Both reckoning the last four years of hard work,

No sleep, a pocket empty and an overdrawn account!

Into the air go the cheers from the crowd,

Kith and Kin all gathered to share my joy,

Clapping and stamping, whistling and blowing horns,

Oh! What a perfect sunny day this is.

A drop of sweet slowly traces my left cheek,

Wetting my collar and cooling my head,

As I walk to, across and a way from the podium,

My name and my recorded greeting air at once!

I did it alright!

The sun goes down, the party ends and the guests leave,

My family retires to bed and I lay awake on the floor,

Tracing the lines on the ceiling, counting the boxes they made!

A silly smile escapes my lips, and I wonder…

Now what?!!!????

For a second this moment seems like a déjà vu,

I was a freshman then,

I had made it to college,

Now what?!!!!??

Why….. Isn’t life a funny circle!

“The more things change the more they stay the same”, They say.

By M. Omolo