Niskize

You don’t know the battles I’ve fought
The struggles I’ve faced !
You don’t realize the depth of my sorrow
So before you judge, just wait, niskize !

Don’t mock me with your words of scorn
Don’t criticize me from dusk till morn
Your harsh remarks don’t offer insight
They only push me further from the light

My pain runs deep, it’s a part of me
It’s only I who truly see
The struggles I endure day by day
So take a moment, niskize !

I may seem weak when tears fall down
But crying is my way, my sound
Of releasing the pain that weighs me down
Of letting go of the burdens I’ve found

Don’t label me as frail or meek
Just listen to the words I speak
I have a story that needs to be told
A tale of pain and courage bold

So before you pass judgment on me
Take a moment, niskize !
The strength it takes to face each day
To keep going despite the wear out

I am not defined by my tears
But by the battles fought through the years
So next time you see me cry
Remember, it’s not a sign of weakness, but of strength inside

Don’t underestimate the power of a tear
The release it brings, the healing near
So before you speak, just listen first
To the story of pain and hurt

I may not be what you expect
But my strength lies in the tears unchecked
So listen to my words, my plea
And see the true strength in me.

@okelododdychitchats

Preach to me Grace

Preach to me grace,
Let my soul be restored
Let me recover from my mistakes
For the Bible tells tales of redemption
From Matthew to Revelation, the message is clear
That even in our darkest moments, we can find light

But why do you, man of God, cast me aside
When I stumble and fall?
Why do you proclaim that I am doomed
When the Scriptures teach that I can rise again?
Why do you disown me, turn your back on me
Instead of offering a helping hand?
Why do you choose mockery over compassion?

Let me rise again, for I have the fire within me
The desire to better myself, to be whole once more
I may have faltered, but I am not beyond redemption
I am still worthy of love and forgiveness
I refuse to be defined by my mistakes
I refuse to let shame and guilt consume me

Preach to me grace,
Let your words be a balm to my wounded soul
Guide me on the path of righteousness
Show me the way to redemption and healing
For I long to be free from the chains of my past

Do not forsake me, do not judge me
For I am only human, prone to mistakes
But I am also capable of great love and kindness
I have the strength to rise above my shortcomings
I have the courage to take on my flaws
And the determination to seek forgiveness

Preach to me grace,
Let your words be a beacon of hope
Illuminate the darkness that threatens to engulf me
Lead me to a place of peace and serenity
Where I can find solace in the cover of God’s mercy

Do not condemn me, do not push me away
For I am a child of God, worthy of love and compassion
I may have stumbled, I may have fallen
But I refuse to stay down, I refuse to be defeated
I will rise again, I will find my way back to grace

Preach to me grace,
Let your teachings be a source of strength
Empower me to overcome my weaknesses
Inspire me to be the best version of myself
For I believe in the power of redemption
In the miracle of forgiveness

Do not turn your back on me, do not abandon me
For I am in need of your guidance and support
I may have strayed from the path of righteousness
But I am ready to turn back, to seek forgiveness
I am ready to be restored, to be healed and whole once more

Preach to me grace,
Let your words be a lifeline in my darkest hour
Let your message of love and forgiveness resonate in my heart
For I long to be free from the burden of my mistakes
To find peace and redemption in the arms of God’s grace

Do not reject me, do not push me away
For I am in need of your love and compassion
I am in need of your wisdom and guidance
I long to be restored, to be redeemed
For I am a child of God, capable of great things

Preach to me grace,
Let your words be a soothing balm to my wounded soul
Guide me on the path of righteousness
Show me the way to forgiveness and healing
For I long to be free from the chains of my past

Do not judge me, do not condemn me
For I am only human, prone to mistakes
But I am also capable of great love and kindness
I have the strength to rise above my shortcomings
I have the courage to seek redemption

Preach to me grace,
For I am ready to be restored
Ready to be forgiven
Ready to rise again and reclaim my place in the light.

@okelododdychitchats

Cherished

My love for you runs deep,
Like a river carving through mountains, it’s a treasure I’ll always keep.
I’d rewrite every story, change every tune, just for you, my dear,
For your smile, your laughter, your love, my soul holds you near.

I’d paint the sky a different hue, if it meant seeing you smile,
I’d walk a thousand miles, just to hold you for a while.
In your eyes, I find my truth, in your arms, my sanctuary lies,
With you, my love, every moment feels like a prize.

I’ll rewrite the narratives of our lives, sculpt them with love and care,
With you by my side, I know we’ll make a perfect pair.
I’ll dance to the rhythm of your heartbeat, sync our souls in sweet hugs,
For in your love, I find my home, my solace, my saving grace.

So on this Valentine’s Day, let my words be a gentle decree,
My love, forever and always, it’s you and me.
I’ll rewrite our story, change our fate, if it means being with you,
For in this journey of love, my darling, it’s you I’ll always pursue.

@okelododdychitchats.

Why Valentines ?

Today, it’s been 22 years since he departed,
But God, weren’t you her confidant, her friend?
Why pluck her beloved on Valentine’s Day,
When you had countless other days to choose from?
Could you not have spared her this heartache,
Just for one more day, one day to hold dear?

We’ve been taught not to question your ways,
To accept your will as the ultimate decree.
But forgive me for feeling this is unjust,
Is this why your friendships are so few?

My anger rises, for she was still so young,
Just embarking on life’s journey with her family.
With young children, the eldest barely five,
She hadn’t yet found her footing, her stride.

Then, like a sudden storm, death swept in,
And snatched away her partner, her soulmate.
How can this be fair, to leave her
With shadows on a day meant for love’s celebration?

As others stroll hand in hand,
Amidst fragrant blooms and tender caresses,
She cloaks herself in sorrow’s shroud,
Haunted by the ghost of that day.

Even after 22 years, the pain remains fresh,
As if it happened just a breath ago.
She clings to his last words, his final touch,
His essence lingering like a bittersweet melody.

She recalls how his eyelids closed,
Never to flutter open again,
And how he lay, his head gently tilted,
Upon the Agha Khan, Kisumu bed,
As he breathed his final breath.

Death, they say, is a passage we all must tread,
But why, oh why, choose Valentine’s Day?

@okelododdychitchats

Endless Craving

Every dawn, every dusk, every twilight,

I’m not talking about occasional moments,

It’s a craving that persists,

I yearn to bask in the sensation of you,

To relish the warmth of your breath gently grazing my neck,

To feel the delicate touch of your breast against my chest,

I simply ache to feel your presence close,

To sense the texture of my skin melding tenderly with yours,

To trace the outline of your beautifully arched back with my eager nails,

To firmly grasp your waist in my hands,

To be serenaded by the melody of your moans,

To taste the sweetness of your lips,

I long to feel you nestled beside me,

To shower you with love,

I ache to experience the velvety touch of your lips,

Against my neck, as I strive to imprint mine on your forehead,

To explore with my tongue the contours of your breasts, reveling in their succulence,

Clasping the pert nipples tightly with my lips,

To cradle and caress you, without fail, each and every time.

@okelododdychitchats