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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: May 2015
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Thursday, May 28, 2015. Cinderella and the Glass Slipper - Prepain Medicine. I am trying to catch my breath now. Sure; that the distance is a little safe now. Sure; I heard her right. 'make sure you are out of the castle before the clock strikes at midnight'. Before the magic is done. before you see a werewolf turning. Before the mask falls off. Before the paint wears off. Less is always more and more less. So here I stand. Safe. And I always for minutes look back at the castle. What was I thinking.
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: The Mind is a con man!
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Wednesday, October 29, 2014. The Mind is a con man! If the sun shines tomorrow like it did today wake my heart with a kiss. If the moon looks for her in the darkness of the night. Hold me like the stars hold stormy winds when we make love. If she hides behind the clouds. remember me still. How my skin felt. How my locks fell on your chest, when I slept on your chest. Remember my kisses and how my body moved against yours. Remember everything that comes with me. I told her in a loud silence. It is importa...
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: Hisia Zangu
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Hisia Zangu Poetry was started in September 2010 at bowling green Nairobi right after I contested in Slam Africa. The concept was that it would offer poets a platform to perform their art in an outside natural environment where the wind was blowing and monkeys running around, it was also conviniet for people and artists who did not like attending to the art platforms at night. It provided the total African experience. 8220;It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stu...
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: July 2015
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Wednesday, July 8, 2015. White powder - white smoke. I may not say much. Probably because nothing should be said. Or maybe because , there is nothing to say. I wonder if you get this though. You are like some white powder the government warns us against. Some white powder that people get addicted to. Like some white smoke that can soothe pain for minutes. Make adventures yet relax the mind. Some white smoke that dresses others with courage am just putting it down down plain. And I could get addicted.
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: How much I love you...
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Tuesday, December 9, 2014. How much I love you. In the dark corners of silence. Strangely I find myself. Drowning in an ocean of feelings. The noise and haste of this world can be so frustrating. That's whats why I always run. So if I get lost in the silence, like I usually do. And you find your self missing me, like you usually do. Dont come looking for me. For I will be in your heart, like you are in mine. Where I always leave pieces of me. That's how much I love you,. I swear this on the sun! I want t...
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: Namatsi
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Wrtier, Poet, Spoken Word artist. Namatsi Lukoye is a passionate writer and Spoken word poet; her works create a multi sensory experience as she fuses song with poetry to stimulate your mind and touch the soul. Termed as the Soulful Queen she is one of Kenya’s renown poets. She was among of the poets picked to represent Kenya spoken word scene in Berlin for a exchange programme. She uses Spoken Word. Which is one of the most. Powerful hallmarks of communication (because p oetry is. 4 the love of Africa.
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: Darkness
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Monday, December 15, 2014. My insanity takes over once in a while. Trust me, i find pieces of me when the wind starts to whirl. When it lifts me and tosses me around. When the air starts to choke. and my tears get to the chin. When I feel that I can't take it in anymore. I find me in dark corners of hate. How I still want to plunge a knife into your heart, like you did mine. Hold it then slowly push it down. as I stare at your face and smile. Or hear the shattering of your heart when it breaks. The world...
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: Tell them!!!
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Friday, March 13, 2015. Go tell them,. Tell them that I am that woman. That, I will wait and I will fight,. I will believe, I will sweat and yes I will cry. Tell them, I will crawl like Hyvon Ng'etich,. I will do what it takes to finish this race. And yes I have done things…. They say that part of being human is making mistakes. And unlike dreams, life isn’t only in black and white! It has 51 shades of grey and lots of blurry lines. It has things only the blind can see and the deaf can hear. Ndio, nina s...
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: February 2015
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Tuesday, February 17, 2015. Did you hear the horsemen coming. I Africa have been burning since pestilence. Came knocking, riding on a brown horse. In he came walking, with the gifts of malaria for my children. They no longer reach five and those who do never get 25. Aids is waiting to give a real surprise. But am I really surprised? When I got a cancer called corruption to spread. Endangering the morals of the whole society. Sometimes I look around and all I could see are weak men. Start to skink every f...
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Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu: Fashion Love!
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Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My favourite blogs and sites. 4 the love of Africa. The loyalty Pledge (Kenya). I pledge my loyalty to the President and Nation of Kenya My readiness and duty to defend the flag of our Republic My life, strength a. The Commercialization of Poetry – Spoken Word Poetry. It is important to note that in the light of trying to do something, it is impossible to escape the trap of trying to be someone. At the end. Airing my Dirty Laundry! I am a gold-digger deal with it! If there is ...
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