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brian odongo Jun 2021
To her whose heart is my heart's favorite home.
To her from whom I learned love's greatest responsibility; to keep another's heart safe.
To her whose name is etched out every time my pen kisses the paper in a brief love affair.
To her whose heartbeat I dance to better than any other rhythm.
To her whose beauty is like the glory of the setting sun in summer.
To her whose smile is curved in every sunrise.
To her whose laughter is like the plucking of guitar strings.
To her whose voice is hushed in every passing wind.
To her who I always look for in a crowded street.
To her whose heart and my heart are old time friends.
To her who is not only the girl of my dreams but the girl of my every waking moment.
To Miss Sunshine ,happy birthday.
a poem to my girlfriend on her birthday.
brian odongo Jun 2021
Today I saw God dressed in tattered clothes with a bowl in his hand begging bread ,I could count his ribs from the hunger pangs.God was so skinny.

Today is saw God confined in a tiny cell for a crime he committed or perhaps he didn't commit ,He was dressed in black and white stripes, all alone and forsaken.

Today I saw God sick and writhing in pain in an hospital bed with none besides Him to comfort him.God had been sick many days.

Today I saw God lost in the big city ,with no friends or relatives to take him in ,he slept there in the open street battered with the cold under the starry heavens .He who created the heavens and earth had no where to sleep.

Today I saw God in the streets ,in the prison ,in the hospital while I was hurrying to go and meet Him in the grand cathedral ,today I saw God and I almost passed him by.
Thinking about making love practical to the least among us
brian odongo Jun 2021
I remember Daddy's feet
The feet that would walk on thorns for long miles to to make sure we were fed.

I remember Daddy's hand that would fold up in prayer for us
The hands that would wrap themselves around my tiny frame to show love .

I remember Daddy's shoulder ,broad and large as the whole world ,that was my favourite tower as a child.

I remember Daddy's Smile that would banish all tears
And my mum smiling back each time was the miracle of love.

I remember Daddy's large heart
Not what he gained but what he gave ,the heart that would give until in ran empty.

And an old irreligious man once told me ;If there is another world he will be in it ,if not he made the best of this. Weep not because he died but smile because he lived.
Written on fathers day to all who have lost their fathers to death
brian odongo Mar 2021
I didn't mean to fall in love
But I did
And you didn't mean to hurt me
But you did.
Un-reciprocated love
brian odongo Mar 2021
I remember this hill to well
Why are you leading me to it?
It was  wear my heart was once broken
Dark memories still lie there for a memorial.
The ghost of the dead love still hunts my heart.
There still remain charred pieces where the wood of love once burnt
I vowed never to pass by this path again.
Why are you leading me to it ?
brian odongo Jan 2021
If I will have a daughter
I will be the first man to buy her a flower
And I guess she will say how pretty it is
But then I will look above and point her to the clouds
Yes to those dark clouds above
And I will tell her the flower grew because the rain fell
And that she should not be afraid to fall in life
Because sometimes a fall produces the most beautiful result
Like the rain falling to produce a flower or two hearts falling in love.
Saw a neighbours little girl with a flower
on a rainy day and this came to mind
brian odongo Aug 2020
Meet me.

Meet me where the sun rains
and the rain shines,
Meet me, where the summers are freezing
and winters are melting.

Meet me where the winds are still,
and rivers flow upwards,
Where puddles are deep,
And oceans are shallow.

Meet me where the seas are fresh
and the lakes are salty,
Where in cemetry there's party
and orchestra there's mourning.

Meet me where the moon is yellow,
And the sun is grey,
Where age is constant,
And kids don't age.

Meet me at the end of the world,
I'll be waiting,
In a green field,
On a white horse
And you shall know though nature changes
My love will be forever unchanged.
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