Welcome to Poetry for the soul

Poetry for the soul

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

— Oscar Wilde.

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I wish you were here
My words ready to hear
While you lend me you ear.
It’s more than a year
Since I saw you that’s why  I’ve gotTears
In my heart you’ll never disappear
Even if they are there those peers
To talk about  how we appear
We release them to say as we cheer
I love you my trusted Dear
Hope it’s not a bad idea
East or west
You are still my best
The feeling  I taste
It’s not for haste
You know  about that height
And that waist
My time  I do not waste
My watch in my wrist
I hope for the best

Lonex is a student of Thika Technical in Kenya. He enjoys poetry.

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String of Life

String of life,

Is a flowing stream,

That has endless backgrounds,

Since in the beginning …

Only the creator existed.

There was day and night,

But this calendar never,

At that garden,

A family was born,

Woman was taken from man into being.

String of life…

Where time stood as a friend,

where culture spoke louder than humanity,

happiness was a stone throw to Kangaroos.

Do you remember?

You played the teeth of lions and tigers.


They are fantasy,

Written narration,

How life was cream,

Before the fall of first human soul,

When Innocent was him,

Like a toddler,

Life was not bitter,

As the tickling clock ,

That follows the world trend

String of life,

Dawn at birth, down on Earth

Swimming the sweet waters,

Ambitions of that matters,

Gets man climb thrilling mountains,

And down the valleys after falls,

It’s all done by death, I don’t see it worth,

The string of life, I would chew it reverse,

From the end to the start,

It’s been a race,

Precious by His grace,

Given by the creator,

And that is nature,

The end is bitter to taste,

Good or bad it’s a death,

Yet it comes in haste,

I miss the Methuselah times,

When only they had enough,

Owh don’t worry prince,

It’s life after life,

Death isn’t the price,

But a bridge to more life,

A life everlasting

Yes that life,

We hope for,

When we shall gain …

The immortal skin,

Full of life will be our body,

Remember life is like a string,

With many different knots.

Savic is a content developer, social influencer and creative writter cum a lover of life.
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Josiah is a young Kenyan in his early twenties. He is a graphic design student and loves fine arts. He is also a poet ,a creative writer and an upcoming songwriter.

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Twitter: @De_PoeticSol_ke
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Artyst msafih
Email: josiahfinest254 @gmail.com
Mobile: +254798002181

Looking Upon My Art

Looking upon my art
I’m left speechless
Within my heart

You looking so abstract
But I miss that beauty behind the story
A story full of beauty
I see it fading
Falling of the shades
Cutting my spirit
Why are you pealing
My mind still needs your presence
Even in your absence
When your name in my story close each sentence

I’m lost in dignity
My art is in tears
When I was making you
Full of cheers
But after two years
The grace is lost
To dust you are the host

I recall calling you Julietta
You my numerator
I denominator
Remember my pencil
Killed my the magic look
My pen putting you in my story book
Telling how you are more than a cook
My mistress
Taking the stress

Looking up on my art
I see bleeding in my heart
Still no last
Why fade off fast
Leaving me with a blast




Josiah is a young Kenyan in his early twenties. He is a graphic design student and loves fine arts. He is also a poet ,a creative writer and an upcoming songwriter. He can be reached via

IG: thy_Artystmsafihpoetic_Sol
Twitter: @De_PoeticSol_ke
FB: Artyst msafih poetics/
Artyst msafih
Email: josiahfinest254 @gmail.com
Mobile: +254798002181


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