Friday, January 24, 2014

Fascinating Letter to-Dear Darling Wife by Kev Kim(Very Riveting and compelling)

 

 

Dear Darling Wife,


Hope you doing well sweetheart.Today allow me pour out my heart via this letter since nowadays its hard for us to have a good conversation;(

So darling,what has become of you since you got PREGNANT?Since then your moods changed and you began ignoring me!We've now stopped making love and you can't even let me touch you:(:(.It's surprising that nowadays you prefer me as a friend and not a spouse.Is this the changes caused by the pregnancy hormones?OMG!I really miss the old you darling:(but all in all our baby is going to be a bundle of joy and blessings.

Sometime back sweerie,I was told pregnancies can precipitate many changes but little did i know it could get this worse;(So sweetheart,i don't wanna jump to long range conclusions based on these changes and neither will i seek a short term solution.I know there are growing pains in our marriage but I promise to stand by you throughout this period that you need me the most.I will be patient with you and I know we going to emerge victorious:):)

I love you so much sweetheart.Loads of kisses:*:*:*
Have a blessed day and can't wait to see you in the evening.Take care honey.

Your Hubby Kev


Kev Kim

Follow me my love by Oscar Shakespeare Ghitto

 

 

Follow me love .


That i can show you whither my head finds rest. follow me, so that i can show you the kind of clay that baked me. follow me, that i can show you the noble place from whither we can pluck the fruits of love. follow me my love, so that i can show you where happiness has built its nest. I say follow me, so that i can show you the magical hive of peace, from whither calmness issues. follow me my dearest one, so that i can show you the lions den from whither we will derive our security. ....

my love, do not slack. follow me. So that i can take you among the oaks from where we shall reinforce our bond. My sweet honey, follow me quickly, so that i can show you the blackbirds nest, from where we shall jealously guard our love. My love, the daughter of the wondrous Nile, follow me. so that i can take you among the bush thickets, from whither we shall grow the seed of fidelity. I shall not tire my love if you follow me. you are a jewel among jewels. a diamond among stones.a rose among flowers. Yes

By
Oscar Shakespeare Ghitto

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Dear Darling Wife,by Kev Kim

Dear Darling Wife,


Hope you doing well sweetheart.Today allow me pour out my heart via this letter since nowadays its hard for us to have a good conversation;(

So darling,what has become of you since you got PREGNANT?Since then your moods changed and you began ignoring me!We've now stopped making love and you can't even let me touch you:(:(.It's surprising that nowadays you prefer me as a friend and not a spouse.Is this the changes caused by the pregnancy hormones?O M G!I really miss the old you darling:(but all in all our baby is going to be a bundle of joy and blessings.

Sometime back sweerie,I was told pregnancies can precipitate many changes but little did i know it could get this worse;(So sweetheart,i don't wanna jump to long range conclusions based on these changes and neither will i seek a short term solution.I know there are growing pains in our marriage but I promise to stand by you throughout this period that you need me the most.I will be patient with you and I know we going to emerge victorious:):)

I love you so much sweetheart.Loads of kisses:*:*:*
Have a blessed day and can't wait to see you in the evening.Take care honey.
By
 Kev Kim

A lovely Poem(must read)Mighty candle.By Oscar Shakespeare Ghitto

 

mighty candle.

i praise thee mighty candle
as you burn with such admirable beauty.
and thy child, mercilessly slitting the darkness's throat
how she playfully dances to the song of the blowing wind
and with pleasure sitting the light on its rightful throne
kindling the warmth of the noble air
resuscitating mine frozen breath.
she is a glamorous child. how i love her seductions to mine eyes. giving hope to mine feet.
though thy dead puff blots mine house, i shall wash mine face with bitter tears and observe thy requiem

BY

Oscar Shakespeare Ghitto

A clue on what happens on Friday"Its Friday"-By Essy



   
        

 Its Friday, 
  I know you know .There is this excitement that everyone has when Friday knocks ,we feel liberated and ecstatic like a woman who has just given birth to a bouncing baby boy after a long wait of nine months. Some extend the trepidation you might think they have broken the 100m world record hold by Bolt the man who is faster than bullet as they say.

 Everybody in social media goes like TGIF and always trending every Friday in Twirra as they call it. At times am left wondering if the Kenyans on twitter meet every Friday after work to altercate the #TGIF while having beer probably at Galilleo club in Westland, as most of the comments indicate so. Apparently it #KOT who understand the initials of TGIF,go to facebook and update it as a status and everyone will be like from which planet is this coming from, what does the initials mean. Don’t desdain me if you are in both Fb and Twirra,I know you know, but the majority of who are on Fb are not on Twitter because it’s difficult for them to operate, they need to attend one of those Friday meetings the KOT have for them to grasp what really happens on twirra.


 Fridays in Nairobi is when you will convene each and every missus in contrasting colors the world has to offer. In the morning hours masses bustle along the streets of cbd to their destination either work or school, and the allegedly ones who go and sit at the Uhuru park, Hilton and jivangee garden. My rebuttal to such crowd is sympathy as I have never understood why you wake up in the morning to go sit or sleep at the mentioned venue. My mind at times wrap up as majority of theses populations are the pickpockets and the conmen/women.  I recall one day along the Mfangano Street I met this lady who the devil of conman had invited her for breakfast in one of the local hotel along Moi Avenue. The lady was in pursuit of a husband and was willing to do anything even go to the supermarket to pay for one if sold.Alas!This is a story for another day as it will divert as from Friday in Nairobi .


Anyhow,

On Fridays you will never fail noting how dazzling the masses are especially the missus. What makes Friday alluring and curious is the big bags carried by a lump sum of ladies whom majority being the working class. You might think they donate some unknown stuff whose only the carrier knows about to one Mr. Friday who live somewhere along the streets of CBD probably near view pack towers. The bags at times tell of the agony they undergo come Friday, squeezed to fit the whole world in it. If handbags could talk and have someone like Atwoli to defend them, Missus would be paying them monthly wages for over packing them. Dr.Matsanga on the other hand would say the ladies carrying these huge bags are homeless like Koffi Anan as they wander with their furniture’s and attires in the handbag, which they perfectly fit. At times am left awestruck if to pity the bag for being overloaded or the carrier. Whom do you pity here?

Nevertheless, Fridays in the offices workers are very slow and unproductive. I bet many of you will comply with me that minds are already switched to feel free weekend. We have gone to acknowledge Friday as a weekend,Maina Kageni ascertain to this during his morning show. On the other hand we are we are most energetic to social media as we relax and start going through what’s been trending in the so many blogs we have. One thing with the blogs it’s so tempting for you to evade opening the link which keeps on popping up in either your facebook and twitter wall as a link. The topic and the picture tagged along the link is so juicy for one to bypass. I normally open and read and I share it on my wall to let others who are Friday gossip seeker like me to also have a chance to read the trending topic if they have not done so. Basically most of the day is spent being on “the know” using the social media. It begets a question in my mind how people in the past generation survived in the offices on Fridays without the social media. I don’t envy them, I truly don’t as I find it miserable since they dint share with the world what they felt, Even if someone attacked them verbally using live channels they would not retaliate .TD Jake can admit how he had to apologize publicly due to the social media especially twitter recouping against him. This ken is beyond any man regardless of power posses. Never underestimate the power of social media. Anyway this is Friday in the office.

The long awaited moment, evening approaches and people leave the offices in style, some ladies are picked up and others find their way to the destination.The party Begins.

By
Esther

Dear fellow Africans, I present a POEM. ENTITLED: AFRICA! AFRICA! By Kev Kim



Africa!Time to elect LEADERS,
We're tired of this many RULERS,
In power to build their EMPIRERS,
By manipulating the TAXPAYERS,
Africans!Aren't we the SUFFERERS?

Year in!! you rig the ELECTIONS,
Manipulate incase of PETITIONS,
We don't trust the INSTITUTIONS,
If we object its ASSASINATIONS,
Africans!These are FRUSTRATIONS!!

Africa doesn't know DEMOCRACY,
All we see is just mere HYPOCRACY,
Leaders showing their SUPREMACY,
We even can't trust EPISCOPACY!
Africans!We tired of CONTUMACY!

N.Mandela fought the APARTHEID,
His love for us Africans was VIVID,
All of us appreciate what he DID,
His life was just so so SPLENDID,
Africans!Are we AFRAID?

Africa!say no to the DICTATORS,
And the so called OPPRESSORS,
Who collide with LEGISLATORS,
Pretenders but real SUPPRESSORS!
Africans!Are we BLACKMOORS?

By 

Kev Kim
(from my diary of poems)...both negative and positive feedback is welcomed.Thank you

WHAT A POEM(MUST READ)Dear Fellow Kenyans, Kenya @ 50 POEM by Kev Kim



Dear Fellow Kenyans,
Kenya @ 50 POEM,

Uhuru doesn't live in your HOOD,
Neither Raila buys your FOOD,
Yet we fight as if made of WOOD,
Lets unite and embrace the GOOD,
Fellow Kenyans,BROTHERHOOD!!!!

Onyancha-Waithera just MARRY,
We-are-one no need to WORRY,
Tribalism,Nepotism are SCARY,
Together lets kill them and BLURRY,
Fellow Kenyans!we not BLURRY!!!

Lets not fight for POLITICIANS,
Who are good ARITHMETICIANS,
Just using us all like TECHNICIANS,
Yet we smart and ACADEMICIANS,
Fellow Kenyans!we not ETHICIANS!

Politicians using as like TOOLS,
Controlling us here like STOOLS,
Their kids are in best of SCHOOLS,
Yet ours use mud water as POOLS,
Fellow Kenyans!we not FOOLS!!!

Lets unite and build the NATION,
We-are-one no DISCRIMINATION,
Let Love-peace be our INSPIRATION,
We-are-one no more SEPARATION,
Fellow Kenyans!!INTERGRATION!!!!

By Kev Kim(My diary of poems)You can give feedback both negative and positive...we are one

written By 

Kev Kim