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Living

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If you must life, live purposefully
Live wholesomely.

Don’t waste your days in the unknown tomorrow
If you do, someone else, your days, might borrow

Live in the now.
Live in the how.

If you must breathe, breathe happily
Life is not meant to be lived grumpily

I am speaking to myself too, you see
I have been living in my tomorrows
And dwelling on my yesterdays

So I was seldom in the moment
Letting today’s joy pass me by
Letting yesterday’s pain cripple me

I have lived in the now too
But what if I always did?

What if you and I were to pause
Not project or postpone but right this second repose
Find rest, find refreshment in simple worlds transferred
From my mind to yours
In a heartbeat, you, feel what I feel
Drawing from anything these words instil
In this instant you and I can live together.

For once this instant is gone
It is gone forever.

And in the coming minutes, breathe on, live on.
For if you must breathe, breathe gladly
If you must live, live delightedly.

Not waiting for the accomplishment of your dreams
Not waiting for the end of the storm
But right here, tight now
Stop and smile
Breathe in, breathe out
Live in the how of now.

Keziah Elaine Ayikoru

Featured Poem:

So What Are We?

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Are we our feelings?
That butter-milk fit of emotion
Frothing and beautifully rising…
Culminating in a sense of euphoria
Or the black pepper anger
Poured in maximum quantities
Dulling our senses

Are we our bones?
The structure that holds us together
Helps us stand and not crumble
The skeleton of flesh
Curved out with ingenuity
From the day of inception

Are we our senses?
The five that we know
See, smell, touch, feel, hear
On which we rely for perception and direction

Are we our blood?
The oxygen-filled red that flows in our veins
Giving our hearts substance for beating
Regulating our breath

Are we our possessions?
The thinks that give a sense of security
Cars, houses, money
The pretty, the flashy and dashing items

Intricate beings
Floating in shallow waters
Not swimming in the deep
Not standing with mountains

Is flesh gives birth to flesh
Shouldn’t spirit give birth to spirit?

We are not our skin
Neither it’s tone not texture

We are not out lips
Not its words, nor movement

Our very substance is more than we think we know
Our truest nature is beyond this surface.

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  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
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Biography

Keziah is a poet, singer fashion designer and graduate architect.

She has performed her poetry at different poetry platform: La Poetista, Open Mic, Lyricist Lounge, Nafasi Chap Chap Festival, Noisy Pen Recitals and Jeans and Tshirt in Tanzania and Poetry In Session in Uganda.

She is an organising member of La Poetista, a group dedicated to encouraging and growing poetry in Tanzania.

She also founded Noisy Pens [2010 – 2013] which was a forum for sharing and improving poetry through meetings and recitals.

She is the founder of ‘kea apparel’ and East African clothing brand that was started in January 2015.

She graduated with a Bachelor of Architecture in 2013 from Ardhi University in Dar es Salaam and currently works at Architectural Pioneering Consultants Limited in the same city. In addition, she has worked with Anza, an East African architectural magazine as sub editor from 2012 to date.

Keziah Elaine Ayikoru

Biography

Keziah is a poet, singer fashion designer and graduate architect.

She has performed her poetry at different poetry platform: La Poetista, Open Mic, Lyricist Lounge, Nafasi Chap Chap Festival, Noisy Pen Recitals and Jeans and Tshirt in Tanzania and Poetry In Session in Uganda.

She is an organising member of La Poetista, a group dedicated to encouraging and growing poetry in Tanzania.

She also founded Noisy Pens [2010 – 2013] which was a forum for sharing and improving poetry through meetings and recitals.

She is the founder of ‘kea apparel’ and East African clothing brand that was started in January 2015.

She graduated with a Bachelor of Architecture in 2013 from Ardhi University in Dar es Salaam and currently works at Architectural Pioneering Consultants Limited in the same city. In addition, she has worked with Anza, an East African architectural magazine as sub editor from 2012 to date.

Living

Enlarge poem

If you must life, live purposefully
Live wholesomely.

Don’t waste your days in the unknown tomorrow
If you do, someone else, your days, might borrow

Live in the now.
Live in the how.

If you must breathe, breathe happily
Life is not meant to be lived grumpily

I am speaking to myself too, you see
I have been living in my tomorrows
And dwelling on my yesterdays

So I was seldom in the moment
Letting today’s joy pass me by
Letting yesterday’s pain cripple me

I have lived in the now too
But what if I always did?

What if you and I were to pause
Not project or postpone but right this second repose
Find rest, find refreshment in simple worlds transferred
From my mind to yours
In a heartbeat, you, feel what I feel
Drawing from anything these words instil
In this instant you and I can live together.

For once this instant is gone
It is gone forever.

And in the coming minutes, breathe on, live on.
For if you must breathe, breathe gladly
If you must live, live delightedly.

Not waiting for the accomplishment of your dreams
Not waiting for the end of the storm
But right here, tight now
Stop and smile
Breathe in, breathe out
Live in the how of now.

Featured Poem:

So What Are We?

Enlarge poem

Are we our feelings?
That butter-milk fit of emotion
Frothing and beautifully rising…
Culminating in a sense of euphoria
Or the black pepper anger
Poured in maximum quantities
Dulling our senses

Are we our bones?
The structure that holds us together
Helps us stand and not crumble
The skeleton of flesh
Curved out with ingenuity
From the day of inception

Are we our senses?
The five that we know
See, smell, touch, feel, hear
On which we rely for perception and direction

Are we our blood?
The oxygen-filled red that flows in our veins
Giving our hearts substance for beating
Regulating our breath

Are we our possessions?
The thinks that give a sense of security
Cars, houses, money
The pretty, the flashy and dashing items

Intricate beings
Floating in shallow waters
Not swimming in the deep
Not standing with mountains

Is flesh gives birth to flesh
Shouldn’t spirit give birth to spirit?

We are not our skin
Neither it’s tone not texture

We are not out lips
Not its words, nor movement

Our very substance is more than we think we know
Our truest nature is beyond this surface.

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (1)
  • Pride (0)
  • Optimism (0)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (0)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (1)
  • Captivation (1)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

Living

Enlarge poem

If you must life, live purposefully
Live wholesomely.

Don’t waste your days in the unknown tomorrow
If you do, someone else, your days, might borrow

Live in the now.
Live in the how.

If you must breathe, breathe happily
Life is not meant to be lived grumpily

I am speaking to myself too, you see
I have been living in my tomorrows
And dwelling on my yesterdays

So I was seldom in the moment
Letting today’s joy pass me by
Letting yesterday’s pain cripple me

I have lived in the now too
But what if I always did?

What if you and I were to pause
Not project or postpone but right this second repose
Find rest, find refreshment in simple worlds transferred
From my mind to yours
In a heartbeat, you, feel what I feel
Drawing from anything these words instil
In this instant you and I can live together.

For once this instant is gone
It is gone forever.

And in the coming minutes, breathe on, live on.
For if you must breathe, breathe gladly
If you must live, live delightedly.

Not waiting for the accomplishment of your dreams
Not waiting for the end of the storm
But right here, tight now
Stop and smile
Breathe in, breathe out
Live in the how of now.

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