Here's the best thing about growing older,And I don't mean moving from one age to another,I mean growing into yourself. Nothing bothers you as much.You feel lighterAnd want to hold nothing against anyone.You live every dayBecause you remember the daysYou sulked and cursed and didn't want to wake up. You know tomorrow is not promised,So… Continue reading POEM #6
Month: July 2026
POEM #5
His feet shuffleAt the same paceMy heart beats. I dare not turn around. The skies have given usEnough darknessTo keep us strangers.And enough silenceTo feed every fear. Now faster. My heartGiving away my hiding place. My courage betrays me,And I almost give in. I turn my headIn fear. He stares backIn fear. I whisper a… Continue reading POEM #5
POEM #4
I will never say goodbye. Remember when we used to say this to each other when we were young and crazy in love? Nunca te diré adiós. I will never say goodbye. To this day, I still stand by my word.I refuse to say goodbye because I believe you will come back.Goodbye sounds too final,… Continue reading POEM #4
Poem #3
Unedited I hate that I still call your namewhen I'm curled up in bed.I hate that in those moments of longing,When my body rises with desire And I have nowhere to place them,My mind still searches for you.I hate that I want to give myself only to you,That my body desires you and you alone,That my… Continue reading Poem #3
POEM #2
We spit on their gravesas if the dead still owe us something.As if they have debtsthat only needs punishment. We spit on their gravesbecause our hate thrives on borrowed pain, our hearts keep scoreof every shattered piecethey took with them. Yet the earth knows no revengeand holds no grudge.Still, we spit on their graves.The heavens keep… Continue reading POEM #2
POEM #1
You turned me aroundAnd sat me on your lap.Impatient, your breathing growing heavy.Wanting me was the only language your body knew.I felt your trouser bulge,Threatening to burst through my flesh.For a few minutes of passion,I was everything. I was everything your eyes starved for.You stuck on my skin, scared the night would end soon.Then morning… Continue reading POEM #1
Nancy Atieno's Notes 