LOVE,A GREAT FEELING

Love is a great feeling
And that is very true
You will only understand its meaning
When it comes to you
Suddenly you will start sneezing
Even if you dont have flu
You will also start grinning
When he stares at you

My happiness is…
Sleeping knowing you are mine
Waking up knowing you are fine
Living life seeing you shine

You are my one and only
With you I never feel lonely
I wanna hold you so closely
And disappear in your world completely

On your chest I wanna sleep
And listen to your hearbeats
In your heart I wanna peep
To ensure theres no deceit
Our love is so deep
And also very sweet

Love is in the air
Its a beautiful feeling I swear
We be such an amazing pair
Messing with you I never dare
Coz losing you is such a scare
I love you here there and everywhere.

PEACE

What is peace?
Sleeping with one eye wide open?
Afraid that our house will be broken
And everything inside stolen
Or…
Staying indoors?
Escaping our foes
Knowing that anytime there will be chaos
No!
Peace is leading a harmonious life
And using knives to cut fruits and not to take lives.
Always bear in mind!
When enemity totaly cease
In our nation there will be peace

Our appearance may vary on the outside
But we are all the same
Lets put our differences aside
Not putting our nation into flame
When we swallow our pride
There will be no one to blame
It’s high time not to hide
Those putting our nation into shame
Remember!
When tribalism totally cease
In our nation there will be peace

Women are raped
Taking away their happiness
Parents are killed
Orphans are left in loneliness
Children are tortured
Filling their lives with sadness
All this can be escaped
If we put aside our madness
Surely!
When inhumanity totally cease
In our nation there will be peace

Peace is precious
Peace is sweet
So let’s be courageous
And stand on our feet
To stop those malicious
Who want to spread heat
I urge
When cruelity totally cease
In our nation there will be peace.

KIPENZI MAMA

Naanza langu shairi,kwa mapozi na madaha.. Nataka kuikariri, niliyonayo furaha..nimepewa na qahari,nakwambia si mzaha..Furaha yenyewe gani? Ni kipenzi wangu mama.

Baada mola karima,na mtume hashimia..Wa kufuata ni mama,nadhani mwanisikia..hivyo tufanyeni hima,mazuri kumtendea..Hata wapande milima, hakuna kama we mama.

Niliyonayo mapenzi, nashindwa kuelezea..Moyo ungekuwa Nazi,basi ningeupasua..Ili kuyaeka wazi, yaliyo kwenye kifua..Uingereza uswazi, hakuna kama we mama.

Wewe Ni fahari yangu,mwanao najivunia..Huburudi moyo wangu,wewe kikufikiria..Huondoka shida zangu,wewe kikuelezea.. Shariani takaungu, hakuna kama we mama.

Hujihisi mi mpweke,mamangu ukiwa mbali..Na natamani niruke,niweko pako mahali..Abadan nisiondoke,niipate mi sahali..Arusha hadi temeke, hakuna kama we mama.

Kikombe tele machozi,mimi hunimiminika..Wala sinayo simanzi,Ila ni kufurahika..kukupata we kipenzi, mama yangu msifika..Lamu na hata kibwezi, hakuna kama we mama.

Hata ‘kijaza kurasa,au kizima kitabu..Maneno sitayakosa,kukusifu we muhibu..Au mbinu za kisasa,zote mi nitajaribu..Canada na ufaransa, hakuna kama we mama.

Cha kukulipa mi Sina,ewe wangu msifika..Ila ahadi nanena,Kuwa utafurahika..Wewe utapaka hina,kwa sana kupumzika..kule India hadi China, hakuna kama we mama.

Na bidii uendazo,ili kunifurahisha..Na kutilia mkazo, mwanao kunisomesha.. Hayo yote si mchezo,taji mi nakuvalisha.. Kampala kalisizo, hakuna kama we mama.

Penzi lingekuwa jani,Basi ningekupa mti..Au Lulu baharini,ningeisaka habibti..Ila kwa yako thamani,nakuombea jannati..Mashariki na kusini, hakuna kama we mama.

Nakuombea mannani,upate umri twawili..Akhera na duniani,uishi kwa njema hali..Na pia kule peponi,uwe na wetu rasuli..Magharibi kaskazini, hakuna kama we mama.

Hapa mwisho nakomea,yanatosha hayo Sasa..Lau nitaendelea,nitazijaza kurasa..Hakika nimetembea,mabara hata Mombasa..Ila sijajionea, mfano kama we mama.

Kama ilivyo desturi,kikomoni nikifika… Mwisho wa langu shairi,jina langu hutamka..Basi ninalikariri,Ni farwatha farshika..Tanga pia Zanzibari, hakuna kama we mama.

TRUE LOVE???

what is love?

There are so many definitions of love.Different people view it in different ways.

Shakespeare said,” love is blind and lovers cannot see.”

Aristotle said,”love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”

Furthermore, songwriters have given more than a million definitions on love.All in all,love is a beautiful feeling that makes life more colourful.However, when you try to understand love more deeply,it will leave you confused cuz I believe love is an incomprehensible feeling that can only be understood by those TRULY in love.

And what is this TRUE love?

Is it grabbing her waist, kissing and enjoying all that is enjoyed by married people even before getting married?NO! That is certainly lust,desire and physical attraction exaggerated by the devil.True love is respecting each other and keeping everything halal until the appropriate time, that is getting married.

It is so sad seeing young girls and boys roaming around doing inexplicable things claiming it is love.As far as I am concerned, all these are happening because of the wrong impression about love we get by watching love story movies and the likes.

Open your eyes my dear sisters and stop being taken for granted.Do not allow to be used as door mats being stepped on by everyone.Be expensive and know your worth.

Just imagine being told ‘I love You’ in the halal way.It is very beautiful,isn’t it?

Falling in love before marriage is not at all wrong but what we do with that love is what matters.we obviously cannot control our hearts but when u realize you are in love and cannot control your feelings then marriage becomes compulsory for you.

To wind up,read about the greatest love story of all of prophet Muhammad and Khadija bint Khuwailid,only then will you be able to understand the meaning of true love.One of my favorite singer, native deen says in one of his nasheeds,”we look for stories of love in places dark and cold, when we have a guiding light for the whole world to behold.”Meaning the love story of our beloved prophet and his wife Khadija binty Khuwailid.

YATIMA

Naanza yangu nudhuma
Kwa adabu na heshima
Kumueleza yatima
Hana wa kumtizama

Sio kosa la yatima
Majanga kumuandama
Ni mipango ya karima
Waja wake kutupima

Hufurahika yatima
Akionewa huruma
Hupata kutabasama
Kupendwa na wote umma

Tumpendeni yatima
Kwa kumtendea wema
Ili kwenye pepo njema
Tuweni naye hashima

Unapompa furaha
Wamfariji jeraha
Kwani hilo si mzaha
Ni msiba wa daima

Kuna wengi mayatima
Wanaotamani kusoma
Ila shida darahima
Na pia pa kuegema

Kunao wengine watu
Wasiokuwa na utu
Kuwatesa wasubutu
Bila ya hata huruma

Yatima tusimtese
Wala tusimnyanyase
Kichwani tumpapase
Ndivyo asema hashima

Tusiwaone ni nuksi
Wao ni kama sisi
Tusiweni wabinafsi
Tuishi nao kwa wema

Wengine kwenye jalala
Mahali wanapolala
Na pia chao chakula
Nashindwa hata kusema

Wanakosa matibabu
Maradhi yawaadhibu
Kwa kweli wapata tabu
Hawana wao salama

Wengine wanauawa
Mabinti kunajisiwa
Vile vile wanauzwa
Jamani huu ni unyama

Nauliza langu swali
Kula ya yatima mali
Jamani ni haki kweli?
Tumuogope karima

Malipo ni duniani
Hilo tia maanani
Sijitie matesoni
Kwa kudhulumu yatima

Kesho siku ya hesabu
Pia kunao adhabu
Kwa wanaowapa tabu
Watoto walo yatima

Na hayo yote ni tisa
Kumi ninasisitiza
Yatima kutomliza
Ili tupate salama

Siendelei zaidi
Kukoma inanibidi
Na japo kwenye fuadi
Nina mengi ya kusema

Kikomoni nimefika
Kalamu chini naweka
Jina langu kwa hakika
Farwa shariff mi nasema.

NOTHING LASTS

No Matter how long the night is
Eventually the sun will rise
So go down on your knees
And God will hear your cries
Do not give up please
Be strong and be wise
Your problems are going to cease
If prayers you prioritize

She smiles
And also laughs
Sometimes she cries 
Because things are rough
To be patient she tries
But she finds it tough
Hey young lady
Nothing lasts!

She decides to fast
To save her little money
And when she is asked
She acts so funny
Oh!She finds it a must
To feed her mummy
What a sacrifice!
Remember young lady
Nothing lasts!

They call her mad
For the things she does
It makes her sad
But it’s the only job she has
To feed the herd
By cutting grass
Relax young lady
Nothing lasts!

The little she gets
She catters for the needs
She saves the rest
To pay her fees
She does her best
And finally succeeds
What a luck!
Full scholarship to the university
Keep it up young lady
Nothing lasts

She is now a surgeon
Earning good money
Their problems are gone
She is happy with her mummy
They no longer frown
But always happy
I told you young lady
Nothing lasts!
Not even your problems…..

THE SHATTERED DREAM??

Everyone has dreams and hopes for their future.unfortunately, they may not all always come true.You may be busy planning your future but always keep in mind that God is the best planner and he will always plan your life perfectly.When you realise that your life has not turned out the way you planned it would,do not be frustrated,just know the best alternatives are in store for you.

I’ve always wanted to be a news anchor,a reporter and a writer.When other students were dreaming of being doctors,pilots,engineers,I wanted to be a news anchor like jamila Mohammed,Harith Salim, Mohammed Ali and late Ahmed Darwesh.I would always wind up with my school assignments early so that by 7pm I am sitted attentively watching news.It’s not that I am a very big fan of news,No! It’s just that I wanted to watch and admire  my role models.I really enjoyed watching them speaking Swahili  fluently with a fantastic tone.sometimes I may be in the washroom but when I hear Mohammed Ali reporting,I would come out very quickly just to listen to him.How crazy 😂!

While in primary school,I was always the best in insha and composition writing.when it happened that I am not the highest in either of the two,I would say that the teacher was not fair with me.I really believed in myself as far as writing was concerned and one of the radio stations proved me right.

I participated in composition writing competition in Radio Rahma.I was the winner the first,the second and the third week.lastly,the reporter said that she wanted me in studio so that I could explain to the other children the tips I use in my writing.

When I entered the studio,I felt like YES! I am heading towards my dream of being a news anchor.I was overwhelmed with happiness.It was really a nice experience.

While in high school,I joined a journalism club.every Fridays,I would write Kiswahili news and read them at the assembly.It was also another good experience.

With all the sheer efforts of trying to make my dream of becoming a news anchor true,I eventually found myself doing a different course altogether.I then realised that no matter how hard you try to actualise your dreams, Allah has His own plans which are way better.

I am now pursuing bachelor of economics and I really love my course.All thanks to my high school  maths teacher for explaining to me the importance of this course and I decided it is the one I am going to pursue considering my in interest in the subjects it focuses on.Although I applied for journalism too but as I said God has His own plans.However,I have not given up my writing especially composing poems and ‘ mashairi’.maybe one day someone important will discover my writing skills and I will be a famous and a rich writer.Therefore, always chase your dreams if you reach to them be happy and appreciate,if not,be thankful too and don’t stop chasing them so long as you are alive.

The question I will never stop asking myself is that….Is my dream of becoming a news anchor really shattered?

If Yes! Allah knows best.

If Not! You will be reading more of such articles not written by the ordinary farwa but by the famous news anchor in the world.Also, if Not,at least I would get married to a news anchor 😂😂.Funny!

To wind up,I read a quote somewhere which I will not be fair enough if I do not share it with you.Here it goes.. Success in life comes when you simply refuse to give up with goals so strong that obstacles, failure and loss only act as motivation.In addition,it may be a slow process but quitting won’t speed it up.KEEP ON CHASING YOUR DREAM!😇