So….Ofsol has been a bit dull…let us refurbish it…. Continue reading New Look
I stand here in tears, But unashamed, Never unloved. Moved, Broken, But the pieces begin to gain strength. I’ll let this dream Lead me on, To the ends of the earth. After all, I’m I still not the daughter of the universe? Still belong to the one who made the universe? Never will I be ashamed of my sex, Born a fighter, And I will be thither Continue reading Daughter of the Universe
What if I want to stay?
What if your smoke doesn’t choke me?
Because my soul is resilient enough?
What if the only way to be happy is to stay here?
Continue reading What if I want to stay?
What happened to the old virtues and values that we all strove to achieve? Continue reading A Chocking Nation: The Reflections Series
Oh my soul, Get yourself together, Be lifted, Look up, You’ll see the light, Ride on the wave, It cannot cover you, Your light comes forth, Shining through, Darkness cannot stand, Oh my soul, Rise, And, Fly, Fly to the highest, Because you can Continue reading Oh my soul
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Have you ever sat and wondered? Whether you are really headed in the right direction? Whether you have not overestimated yourself? And underestimated the vision? Do you feel like it’s all slipping away? Like trying to hold water or sand on open palms? They say it’s darkest before dawn, I agree. You may not see beyond the stark darkness, But I know, It will be worth it some day. Pick up the little strength left, Hold it together, Don’t let it slip away…. Continue reading Slipping Away
…we are a walking nation. Nairobians love to walk? Or do they need to? Continue reading A WALKING NATION: THE RANDOM SERIES
I want to be a drop of water, Resilient, Strong, Gliding in the Turbulence, Moving in the wave, Gaining speed as I head into the ocean. I want to be a drop of water, Free to float around, Then take a dive Into still, deep waters, Free to move to the bottom of the ocean And admire stunning creation. I want to be a drop of water When the sun is too much, I rise, Meet the clouds, Cool off, Yea a free fall to the earth. An experience so heavenly. I may fall into a turbulent river, Or on … Continue reading I Want to be a Drop of Water
Hello friends, so here is Ofsol again. Today, I was thinking about a river and comparing it with an ocean. Well, I will tell you more about it in the way that I know best, a poem. I have a … Continue reading I Don’t Want to be a River
So, this week one of my very good friends decided to put some thoughts on screen. All credits to him. Let me allow him to speak… I can boast of being the most careful dude ever, What I didn’t know … Continue reading Whispers of Plea