Saturday, 21 January 2017

What's my eternity?

I hold my hands and look up to the sky,
Thanking you for this one gift of life,
I open my eyes each day out of bed,
Thanking you for each breath I take.

I love you; but yet so scared of you,
Since I don’t know my life of eternity.
It might be joyous; it might be hurting,
I being so curious, tension is enlarged within.

Tick tock, comes the end of days,
Sight of the King is soon and very soon.
I feel your love, your voice calling and your touch zooming in,
But still hot blazing fire, from the contiguous temptations.

Forgive me Lord, I ask and ask again,
With this love for you I feel in me.
Each day I try my best for you,
Yet still knowing my wrongs are more than rights.

By, Eric Mburu

Sunday, 15 May 2016

Child Abuse

The end is near, as read and said,
Yet many fail with activities insane.
Instead of loving children with no shame,
They cane to train the young bad games.

Gift from God, our father above,
Fresh and clean, children they are,
Fabulous, marvelous looks they have,
Morals to be taught, respect to God.

It becomes abuse; and as a parent, failure,
Once temptations leads to sorrows,
Wails of pain due to bane of family distractions,
That comes from Lucifer, the devil himself.

By Eric Mburu


Tuesday, 5 April 2016

Fear not


We should feel safe; we already are,
But it never happens; our thoughts are far.
We should feel free, because of the past,
But we live in search, as if it’s a must.

We are not cursed, but that’s how we live,
Being comfortable is just a dream.
We want more, always in need,
Promoting sins by performing wrong deeds.

Fear not, because of His love,
And ‘The Word’ that leads us to the right path.
Being saved, we should rejoice;
Jump up and down, praise the Lord.

By Eric Mburu

Thursday, 24 March 2016

Continuously Curious


What do I want, what do I need?
Why do I feel like I still deserve you?
What can’t I see, yet close to me?
Why is this will being hard to find?

What does it seem to be and mean?
Why does it change all that’s within?
With scenes not different, one and the same,
From past events, that keeps haunting me down.

Explanation I search for; can’t understand with my mind,
Am I the one to blame, always filled with shame?
Continuously curious, more questions pop up,
Because no answers drive in, I’m left in blank spots.

By Eric Mburu

Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Yes I am


I reject her voice, “No you can’t!”
And believe my thoughts, “Yes I am!”
A snail with no legs can move, who am I not to prove?
All I know, “Everything is possible.”

I succeeded to get a being, I will achieve things,
She is mine, why not money?
By being a cautious King of what I think,
All my days will be sunny, other than funny.

Don’t water cement, where a garden can’t grow,
Doesn’t mean don’t try anything,
Cos you won’t succeed but bleed,
In need to feed yourself with nothing built.
By Eric Mburu

Saturday, 16 January 2016

New beginning


It’s a new beginning,
A prescription for past events.
Insanity bulging from anxious pain,
To be decreased, released; and extinguished.

Within these new days, I should discover new ways,
To live, survive and prosper,
With no weakness that adds more regrets;
But forte strength to obtain pleasure.

Should believe in oneself,
To delete fear; not behave weird,
Regain confidence and live having performed,
For everyone has their own fate.
By Eric Mburu