He was like the king of the Jianghu,
Who had lost his peace and quiet,
As the moon shone brightly,
His sword was swinging blending in,
The blood dripping off it,
Souls trapped within his thoughts,
He had done it, it was all he’d ever thought of,
Yet here he was clinging to her robes,
He was flustered, yet couldn’t blink,
His mind unfathomable,
His killing intent and aura impervious,
He was deeply wounded,
Stubbornly he clung to his life,
His ethereal smile as cresent as the moon,
As he recited his words, watching the sun set,
“It takes a broken trust with a broken hurt to wield strength,
It takes a heart of steel and mind of diamond to clash blades,”
He had the latter, yet he sat looking into the deep sea of clouds,
“New swords can be forged to beget sword spirits,
So shall I forge a new life for myself,
Carefree, unruly and wild,
To laugh in the wind,
To soar the skies,
Lonely and forlorn,
Till my last breathe

She was broken hurt and betrayed,
Death was hanging over her head; her guardian angel quit the job,
Frustrations, anger, dissapinmt,
The wounds were pen, she was too bitter,
She was angry at the world for making her a failure,
She was tired of life, she was angry at the fake people surrounding her,
She had enough with life and with that she was desperately wishing for death,
May be life did not have to be this cruel, life did not have to be such unfair,
She was hurting deep down, shed smile but douse her pillow in tears,
She had turned to music and comedy, there she found solace,
They all had turned their backs against her,
Lions feeding on one of their own,
Caring about the issues of others, trespassing to be kind,
They left their forest on fire;
it was more of what much of life she could handle,

She was beaten and tortured by the words she had swallowed deep down within,
She was wishing that death shouldn’t have been such a monster,
She was begging, at His knees, praying,
Her hands were swollen, her eyed were cracked, and her knees were bleeding.
Behind her was nothing but her shadow, no one but her mourning,
She screamed at death to take her away, she fought for death,
Death was the solace, the lions pretended to be brave,
Deep down they were all hurting, they were broken, and the rift did grow,
The silence, the anger, the departure,
The future was bloke and with it came the smell of death,
Vengeance was not far away, neither as greed, nor anger,
The triplets were all coiled up waiting to play their final game,
I see a history unfolding; I see mountains in the future,
The hatchet will never be buried.

it was more of what much of life she could handle,
She was beaten and tortured by the words she had swallowed deep down within,
She was wishing that death shouldn’t have been such a monster,
She was begging, at His knees, praying,
Her hands were swollen, her eyed were cracked, and her knees were bleeding.
Behind her was nothing but her shadow, no one but her mourning,
She screamed at death to take her away, she fought for death,
Death was the solace, the lions pretended to be brave,
Deep down they were all hurting, they were broken, and the rift did grow,
The silence, the anger, the departure,
The future was bloke and with it came the smell of death,
Vengeance was not far away, neither as greed, nor anger,
The triplets were all coiled up waiting to play their final game,
I see a history unfolding; I see mountains in the future,
The hatchet will never be buried.

She was broken hurt and betrayed,
Death was hanging over her head; her guardian angel quit the job,
Frustrations, anger, dissapinmt,
The wounds were pen, she was too bitter,
She was angry at the world for making her a failure,
She was tired of life, she was angry at the fake people surrounding her,
She had enough with life and with that she was desperately wishing for death,
May be life did not have to be this cruel, life did not have to be such unfair,
She was hurting deep down, shed smile but douse her pillow in tears,
She had turned to music and comedy, there she found solace,
They all had turned their backs against her,
Lions feeding on one of their own,
Caring about the issues of others, trespassing to be kind,
They left their forest on fire;

The one sided story, the villain versus the hero,
His image was tainted, it was painted,
All black and blue, the white had been deleted,
His actions of being a knight in shining armor turned into an illusion,
A one sided story, a story of love, hatred and betrayal,
The circle of revenge, she was jealous, only she could have her,
She was as agitated as a pregnant hyena,
She was undisciplined, she had the heart of Delilah, a soul of jezebel,
She was the Queen Solomon, hers was a harem,
She was not at loss of picks and calls,
It was just a matter of wanting, and sacrifice,
She had bored through their steel armors,
Stole their hearts and caged them like the desert witch,
She a resplendent descendant of the hunters,
She fell prey and she could not forget she was predator,
It was Tom and Jerry whoever won was on tacit tactics,
Every move he made was tremendous as taciturn as he was,
His story became the villain’s story,
He who had the soul to the let go, was seen as the dr4agon,
She was the dragon slayer,
Yes! A one sided story.

Friends are the demons wen should avoid,
At sometimes they influence us at any cost,
This was rather orthodox and impetuous,
It was that off a mouse trap with a cheese bait,
It was calculated and planned to the core,
It was through a random talk that he was introduced to her and as they exchanged contacts through Weibo,
She had already scored him,
All she needed was to convert his naïve childish mind into a mind that thought close to hers,
She was willing with her mind, soul and body,
He was confused but he had drowned well into the pit that he couldn’t go back to where he had come from,
It was there and then,
That the rekindling of a fire that never existed that he said yes to a pact that he should never have been part of,
And on their second meeting he was tempted that he could not take his eyes off her,
It was at the famous Matukuto Falls that he lost his virginity and his life was another rocky stretch waiting to be tarmacked, unfortunately she was murram.

It was still as if the time had stopped and started singing as her pouted silky lips entwined with his scaly rough lips,
It was a moment to behold as they shared the moment of rekindling a long lost bond,
She was in a frenzy as he suffocated her with his gazillion kisses,
The cold eccentric aura that surrounded him as he softly commanded her to breathe with her nostrils,
Lost in the moment she had indulged herself that she silently followed his order,
As their tongues entangled, the memories flooded their thoughts,
As her delicate hands clung on his shirts,
As he pulled her closer into the embrace of his hands,
Interlocked, the majestic beauty of love defined,
In a divine moment of utmost innocence in the eyes of the world.

As the moon lights up the sky,
So does her smile illuminate his world,
He was in sophomore as his heavy gaze stared at her pair of eyes as bright as the stars,
Unknown whether her exquisite and charming face had flushed red from embarrassment or anger.
It was in a shear moment that her eyes were wide open like a frightened fawn,
As her lips were covered by a thin, slightly cold kiss,
Hiis voice warm, dulcet and serene making her submit to it like a magic spell,
Her whole body was quivering with his kisses,
The electric numbness spreading from limb to limb through every nerve ending to every cell in her body,
She felt as if she was floating in the clouds as he said “ I am yours, remember, even if the sky with the moon, the stars and the sun fall down,
I will still hold you down,
You are mine.”

He was devastated that he took a step back then out of the blues they were a thing they were going on well,
She was entangled with too many people she was bad at saying no,
She taken but still cuddles with them in his presence,
He felt his heart smoke into flames,
In his heart he let go,
In reality he stringed her along, knowing one day she would walk away without even saying goodbye,
Knowing well that she was his but never really had her in reality,
The words were realistic,
The words were assuring but her actions always went against her codes,
her actions were the last nail to the coffin for he would move on waiting for the clouds to burst and he would return to his cave never to emerge to find love.

The day was starting to glitch,
Tired and out of breath, sweaty and the cologne disappearing from his thick skin,
In her denim dress outfit,
With a zip line in the front,
She was as haunting as the shadows of the witch hunters,
Captivated at the first day, busy, scared,
Out of breathe and words he had to set out spies and allegiances,
It took little time before details of her were delivered to him,
He hesitated for days before he sent that text and she was already calling him babe,

The one sided story, the villain versus the hero,
His image was tainted, it was painted,
All black and blue, the white had been deleted,
His actions of being a knight in shining armor turned into an illusion,
A one sided story, a story of love, hatred and betrayal,
The circle of revenge, she was jealous, only she could have her,
She was as agitated as a pregnant hyena,
She was undisciplined, she had the heart of Delilah, a soul of jezebel,
She was the Queen Solomon, hers was a harem,
She was not at loss of picks and calls,
It was just a matter of wanting, and sacrifice,
She had bored through their steel armors,
Stole their hearts and caged them like the desert witch,
She a resplendent descendant of the hunters,
She fell prey and she could not forget she was predator,
It was Tom and Jerry whoever won was on tacit tactics,
Every move he made was tremendous as taciturn as he was,
His story became the villain’s story,
He who had the soul to the let go, was seen as the dr4agon,
She was the dragon slayer,
Yes! A one sided story.

She felt a little weird, not helpless,
She was cautious though agitated,
She was deep in thought, her laughter was raucous,
Her thoughts were in disarray, she as unsure, she was perturbed,
As she magnanimously and meticulously nibbled at her thoughts,
She was at a loss on what to do,
She had trusted him, she gave him her all,
She disconcertingly wondered, what on earth she lacked,
Was she less feminine, was she too clingy,
Was she such a bore, or just unworthy of his love,
She felt a million daggers sink into her heart,
Her mind and soul blank, a love disease,
The medicines won’t work, she was breathing heavily and slowly,
Dimly she tried to reach out with no avail,
Dejected she left for a safe spot, her cage of imaginary laughter’s,
Her sorrows disappeared and came back as soon as they had,
She was a broken pencil that could still draw.

The world is uncertain, it gave us hope,
The wild was green savannah with animals howling and crawling,
The sun was simmering, the ice blanket had melted,
We was looking at global warming, the environmental degradation,
We looked at the meteors and comets, we estimated the radii,
It was green, laughter across the globe, smell of success,
Then boom the time blew and there it hung,
Frozen and melting, hungry for blood,
It was like a howling wolf hungry after winter,
It swept across the globe like a raging desert fire,
A formidable opponent, unpredictable,
The economy was on the verge of collapsing, the people living in fear,
The beast of our own making, the knowledge we have,
For we who care, also destroy, for we the wise also grow old,
Impaired, broken, shaken, hoping,
There was as little as a flicker as masses collapsed,
Countries shook with lockdowns,
Now few dead because of a curfew,
A tale to tell, only if it was a fairy.

He had ghosted her for days that came to weeks that turned to months,
It was almost a year now, he was nowhere to be seen,
She was content, she had moved on,
Then there came, the call of death,
He was scared out of his wits, he was stranded,
Lonely, dejected and rejected,
He wondered and reminisced
“If I told you I love you, would you believe me,
If I told you I need you, would you tell me that you need me to,
If I told you I miss you, would you tell me that you miss me back?
If I said I love you, would you say you love me back?”
Then he was hit by a wave of fear knowing that he was the one who left,
Knowing that he didn’t give her a chance to explain,
Now the world was facing death, he is all alone,
Lost, forgotten, gone but in her heart he was stuck,
She moved on and now she is like nature,
A mother.

The anxiety levels were high,
Fear had crept into us, we were sown to earth hoping,
We wished we had lived life a better way,
Faced not with extinction the fear of not seeing tomorrow,
The people were in disarray, looking up to dilapidated governments,
The projects were scornful, medics were dejected,
A crime not against humanity, a jolt of ice against us,
The mediocrity had to end the people had to love,
It was in this situation that people loved ones leave,
There were no goodbyes, neither burials,
It was a way not to forget,
Lost, gone, yes gone forever,
A trivial time where the ruckus had gained weight,
We have been weighed,
We have been measured,
And we have absolutely,
Been found wanting,
It was a call, a call of death.

The tipped imbalance,
Hanging on a thin thread that caught fire,
Walking on an ice that’s tattered,
It’s never easy smiling without you around,
An issue as wholesome as an ocean,
It’s too crucial that i can no longer hold on,
It’s all too hurtful thinking all about it,
When the sun sinks so does my heart,
When the storm is raging so is my mind,
I’ve been mindful of how i live,
The pains to hide the stuff to hide,
It’s been a triad of trials,
It’s never enough that i couldn’t have you,
It’s never been enough that I can’t be with you,
It unbearable thinking that you’s gone,
That you can’t hold me in your arms,
That i can longer kiss you,
It’s my fault that I can’t be yours,
A rose on a branch that i can no longer touch,
It’s all on me that i wasn’t even careful enough,
I’ll hold on to the memories,
Stand still and let the waves rage,
That’s why it’s all starry without the stars.

What of the one you try so hard to save something that in the end you find it was all in vain?
I’d hurt anyone who was involved in it,
I am too impulsive and prone to fighting back.
What of the one that you can’t have someone you want because of mere circumstances😪,
And you watch from the sidelines and get hurt everytime you see them,
Everytime you think of them,
It will always hurt it’s just what you gotta live with,
But it’s simple, I’d rather you break a million hearts just to be with the one you love,
The one you crave for, as for me,
I hide love deep down that lt slowly kills the humanity in me,
That i become indifferent, that you think i don’t care just so that they can be happy,
I’m not a fighter even when it comes to emotions so i’d also rather watch in silence hurting from the inside,
It’ll fade anyway after some months or years or never at all🤦🏾‍♀️,