The unanswered question
What fault in me could turn your heart to stone? What flaw so great could
The keeper of my dreams
Though miles apart, I see you in my dreams, A vision soft, yet vibrant in
In shadows we dwell
Your absence drapes my world in muted gray, A shadowed realm where love no longer
The silent echoes
Beneath the weight of words we left unsaid, The echoes linger, haunting in their
No New Year message
In fleeting whispers, shadows of you stay, A love once warm now cloaked in bitter
A Christmas Without Diana
The twinkling lights on the streets of Mombasa illuminated the soft, salty air of the
Robbed of Grace
There she was, across the aisle at the supermarket, inspecting a bunch of overripe bananas
Love and Longing: The Tale of Jane and Juma
In the suburbs of Kilifi town is a small village called Mtondia. It was here