In the quiet chambers of my soul, a spark did dwell,
Lingering, dormant, in a silent, secret spell.
But then, fate intervened with a touch of grace,
A meeting so divine, in her enchanting embrace.

Her beauty, a canvas painted by the stars,
Her intellect, a symphony played on nature’s guitars.
She breathed life into that spark, so tender and small,
And it danced and flickered, heedless of all.

In her presence, I felt a warmth, a light so pure,
A flame born of admiration and allure.
With every thought of her, it grew, untamed,
A radiant fire that in my heart was named.

She, the catalyst, the muse, the guiding star,
Ignited passions I had kept hidden, afar.
In her, I found a world anew, a different shore,
A flame transformed, burning forevermore.

So, in this tale of love’s profound decree,
A spark met its destiny, to be forever free,
In the glow of her presence, brilliantly it came,
A love so bright, ignited by her name.

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In her presence,
I struggled to summon my courage,
My steps faltered and unsteady,
I staggered along,
My legs felt weightless, as if a gentle breeze might whisk me away.

When she began to speak,
My mind seemed to freeze, lost in a fog of confusion,
I couldn’t form a coherent thought, just gazing at this magnificent creation,
Her finely crafted face and gracefully curved body,
It was like watching a scene in a captivating movie I’ve cherished.
I must confess, what I witnessed left me stumbling over my words,
I couldn’t speak coherently, trembling, unable to articulate a single thought.
In her gaze, I regressed to a state of childlike wonder.

@okelododdychitchats

Hey there,

Apologies for my silence,
No explanations, I won’t pretend,
You know I despise those lame excuses,
I won’t be their grim reaper, no abuses.

I understand you might be mad,
But let’s not make it too bad,
How was your weekend, by the way?
Mine had its good and bad display.

Saturday brought me joy galore,
Gor Mahia’s win, a victory to adore,
Manchester United, what a comeback delight,
Even managed to beat Bache on PlayStation,
So, that was a high point, no exaggeration.

Sunday, though, turned rather dull,
Arsenal’s win made me feel so small,
I had my hopes on Manchester City, true,
But luck wasn’t in my favor, who knew?

Oh, I almost forgot to explain,
I’ve been here before, I must abstain,
You caught me in my previous game,
But this time, no competitor, I claim no fame.

I know my weakness, ladies do entice,
But this weekend, it’s just me, no dice,
I’m trying to curb that thirst within,
Working on self-control, let the games begin.

Before I say goodbye and depart,
I promise to mend my communication, from the heart,
I’ve said it before, I know it’s true,
But this time, I’m really working on it for you.

So, please don’t grow weary, my dear,
I still love and miss you, have no fear,
This time, it’s not just words I’m conveying,
From my heart, my love is here, no delaying

@okelododdychitchats

I am a fractured soul, torn apart by life’s relentless force,
With jagged edges and no remnants of love’s sweet course.
Don’t venture too near, don’t form a binding thread,
Unless your heart’s as unyielding as steel, strong and well-led.

I am a shattered piece, pleading you to stay clear,
Embrace my existence, but don’t draw me near.
For disappointment and heartbreak lie in this space,
As fractured as I am, you’ll find no lasting embrace.

I am a wounded fragment, don’t bear my past’s weight,
You, with your grace and virtues, are truly first-rate.
A precious gem, you need not suffer in love’s name,
I’m a fractured soul, craving solace, not seeking fame.

I say this, so you’re aware, don’t let emotions ignite,
I appreciate you deeply, under the moon’s gentle light.
I’m just a sexually starved soul, longing to satisfy my sexual need,
But I don’t want your heart to break, out of love or heed.

Know that I care for you, though my scars run deep,
I cherish our connection, a secret I’m willing to keep.

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I attempted to resist, but it was futile!
My mind constantly replayed that moment,
When I held you close, fingers tracing your delicate waist,
Drawing nearer to your beautifully shaped lips for a gentle kiss,
My eyes closing as I envisioned the possibilities stemming from that first touch,
And how deeply I could savor the sweetness, like honey in a pot…

Rather than distancing myself, I found myself entranced,
Longing for more than just a kiss,
Acting whimsically, sending messages to myself, pretending they were meant for you, and eagerly awaiting a response,
Showering with my phone perched on a nearby towel,
Sleeping with my phone tucked beneath my pillow, a thin thread connecting it to my ears,
Waiting for a message that only imagination hears,
I’m trapped in this fantasy, I must confess,
I’ve become completely, hopelessly obsessed!
I’ve become consumed!

Consumed by your charm,
Your touch, your words, your all I crave,
I’m helpless, your captive, your loyal slave,
I’ve tried to escape, but here I remain,
Obsession’s prisoner, in love’s sweet chain.

@okelododdychitchats

Love, my dear, what’s your deal?
To those who’ve held you close,
What’s the deal, what’s the appeal?
How’s it feel, being loved, and giving it back,
Is it like a heart attack, or a comforting track?
Is love a load of hurt, or a brand new start?
Does it tear you apart, or mend every part of your heart?

Now, Love, let’s cut the chase, I want the real spiel.
Are you a riddle or just a twist of fate?
Some find your sweetness, can’t get enough, it’s great,
While others bear your burdens, want to slam the gate,
Crying rivers at your sight, feeling hearts deflated.

So, Love, what’s the deal, your essence we debate.
Do you bloom at first glance or need time to iterate?
You’re like a jigsaw puzzle, hard to navigate,
But let me ask, have you knocked at my gate?
Touched my soul’s core, or is it still up for debate?

Have I truly embraced you, Love, at any rate?
Could you explain it, maybe in my mother tongue, Luo ?
So I can grasp your essence, relate and translate,
For in your mysteries, Love, I’m caught in a bewildering state.

@okelododdychitchats

In the realm of youth, a brilliant spark,
Where beauty caught eyes and wits made hearts hark,
Admired by ladies, admired by all,
A mind so keen, like wisdom’s gentle call.

Approachable and kind, a soul so bright,
Yet in the realm of choices, a timid light,
Swayed by the crowd, like a leaf on a breeze,
Seeking to please, but often led astray with ease.

His upbringing, sheltered, with no worldly view,
A village boy, his horizons wide and new,
Venturing forth, embracing life’s diverse array,
Mistakes and lessons, he’d encounter on his way.

In the crucible of existence, he did reside,
With a spirit vibrant, and an undying pride,
His tongue could tame the bitter whisky’s sting,
And lips held bhang and cigarettes, a daring fling.

He ventured boldly, beyond limits, he soared,
Consuming beyond what his essence could afford,
Regrettable choices, reckless, and amiss,
Into a pit of darkness, he’d descend, a painful abyss.

But let not his story end in despair,
For in shadows, hope may yet repair,
Though he stumbled and his path was steep,
Redemption’s light may wake him from his sleep.

For he’s more than the sum of earthly things,
His potential hidden, beneath the shame that clings,
In the crucible of life, his spirit will rise,
A phoenix from the ashes, to reach for the skies.

@okelododdychitchats

Hey, Officer!
No trouble brewing in me,
Just heading home after a long bus ride,
Eight hours on that seat, oh my!

I’m not sure why I’m explaining,
I’m no outlaw, just a law-abiding soul,
Enjoying my walk to the bus stop, you see,
With a bag of clothes, nothing more, to my name.

Is it now a crime, I wonder,
To stroll Nairobi’s streets, bag in hand?
How hungry must you be, I ask,
How deep does corruption flow in your land?

How many folks have you squeezed, I ponder,
Aren’t you a tad similar to a robber with a gun?
Stealing from the innocent, where you’ve not sown,
In fact, you’re worse, supposed to protect, but you’re on the run.

You’ve asked for “kitu kidogo,” it’s true,
But I won’t grease your palm, I’ve done no wrong.
I’ll endure whatever you put me through,
For change begins with me, and it won’t take long.

I’ll be the change our country needs,
To stop the theft from innocent hands.
You’ve taken from many, sown wicked seeds,
But I’ll stand strong and make amends.
So, proceed and do what you must do

@okelododdychitchats

How deeply can I grasp the closed book of life,
Its complexities entwined, its moments rife,
A paradox, like “bitter-sweet,” it’s so,
A dance of contradictions in each flow.

At times it’s bliss, at times it’s strife,
In its capriciousness, it wields a knife,
Unpredictable, in mere seconds’ sway,
From vibrant life to “the late” they say.

Is it fairness that eludes our view?
In this grand spectacle, is justice due?
Told we’re God’s children, in His plan we reside,
Yet in suffering and turmoil, we often bide.

Does the divine hand guide every twist,
Or do we navigate through the mist?
In unfortunate times, we question and delve,
Into life’s perplexing, paradoxical spell.

How much can we truly call our own,
When control is but an illusion we’ve known?
Equality we seek, but disparities thrive,
In this fabric of existence where fortunes contrive.

Some in riches, some in poverty’s grasp,
Inequality’s specter, an enduring clasp,
Yet do we remain equal, can we claim such stance,
When the scales tip wildly, in this cosmic dance?

How deeply can we unravel this textured attire,
Life’s grand design, its joy and its mire?
In wonder and bitterness, together they wreathe,
A tale of existence, where meaning we conceive.

@okelododdychitchats

Falling in love with her, a journey both complicated and wonderful,
Once just friends, I hoped for more, like finding treasures in the sand.
Her youth and grace, like a softly lit stream,
Drew me closer, like a beautiful dream.

I pursued with strong feelings, with uncontrolled passion,
As if searching for stars in the vast night sky.
I did everything I could, and then came the morning,
She fell for who I am, a newfound love forming.

Our love, it soared like eagles taking flight,
Yet something was missing, casting a shadow on our light.
We grew tired, losing our way,
Longing for friendship, like a comforting ray.

In moments of darkness, doubts would arise,
Why did we dive into love’s uncertain skies?
But this was the path we had bravely chosen,
From friends to lovers, our journey unbroken.

Though friendship had been our sweetest relief,
Love became the curtains our hearts chose to weave.
With every experience etched into our being,
We sought deeper understanding, clearly seeing.

We refused to be victims of love’s twists and turns,
Hand in hand, we’d give it another chance to burn.
Exploring understanding, we traveled the distance,
Now we stand together, embracing love’s resilience.

Together we’ve matured, through challenges we’ve waltzed,
Proving that love can beautifully evolve and last.
In the end, we’re survivors of this love’s endeavor,
Living proof that it’s possible: happily ever after.

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