The Mt Kenya Times
Some says love is blind, Some says Love is care, Some says Love is beautiful, Some says...
Poetry
I used to live in the past, today someone else lives in that house. Where will you...
By: Themba Emanuel Mashobane themba.mashobane@gmail.com ………………………………………. The role of praise poetry in African social expression it is...
Tied with this chained cuff, I’m pained, my heart warps I’m confined; I was lured into her...
His body was lying With a subtraction of a life that lived He was no more He...
My mother was a great teacher Not that great but equivalent to greatness She stood firm in...
The time will soon come Were the words of my mother Pleading with my heart Forever not...
By: Kashish Jain Day by day It’s very fragile to say, Hey! “Everything will be okay”....
Name: Bettie Atemo Pen name: Artmore 😊 Facebook page: BAM CARES Artmore Email: atemob21@gmail.com My mother...
Sometimes we got a procession of tears. Sometimes we got relief even in every pain. take someone’s...