Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Remembering, Always

I remember the scent of flower petals
filling the room
I remember ear-to-ear smiles
all joy, no gloom
I remember closed-eye laughter
that cannot be controlled
I remember your soft touch
electrifyingly smooth
I remember deep pains
and even greater joys
I still remember,
and live
A love

© Bonyo Buogha 2015

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Love is what we need

Love, that is all. Only four letters, consuming the planet's four corners. It is what we all search for, knowingly or not. It is the big empty hole that lead others to kill, because they do not have it and are suffering. It is the thing we confuse for recognition and status. And work our butts off two thirds of our lives to achieve, only to realize that we would rather have been a child - building friendships and a wholesome experience of life, and not smoke screens. When we realize that we are eternal, and bigger than the car and house and all these things. That we are not slaves to them, and that they are there for us to merely use and enjoy. But they do not define who we are. If we allow them to define us, then we will be forever empty: forever searching for the "next thing"; there will always be a next best car, next best phone, next best house design. Does that mean you're searching for a next best you? It is like changing the design of a tall structure as you go along, and not obeying the very capable foundation that was made for it. And piling it with floor after floor of weak material and unnecessaries. The building will lack integrity, and will be unstable and ready to collapse at the smallest shock. However, when you follow the design for which it was built, the house is whole and complete. Do you know what you were built for? Follow it. Pursue it to the death; run after it with that last breath you have, even after the sprint of life has exhausted you and you are out of breath. Use your reserves: you always have that in you. And remember the greatest message ever left to us while at it: Love one another, as you love yourself.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

The One that Got Away

See, I think about you daily, and I wish you would come
Your exit, no goodbye, up to now still got me stunned
See, I charted out your course, and the spaces you would go
But you left me for life's flailings,
Left your dreams to be John Doe

© Bonyo Buogha 2015

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Don't wait for 63

Picture c/o
Such dire grief at 63
To discover your life givn'
away, with the wind
to thoughts of "they want"
'stead of losing thine-self
to thine dreams, thy wants

See they know not
what 'tis they want
They follow the tide
and cast their nets
To dreams and fates
of blind mice

Yet you cast yours too
and sail'd same tides
Conformed same nets
and sold thine dreams
Now discover'd 'tis late
to live like eighteen

© Bonyo Buogha 2015

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

The Inferior Superiors

We have been living a life
Based on a deceitful lie
That we are nothing as black skin,
Signified color of evil
Our whole culture a shambles
Our past burned up, now rubble

We have forgotten that we are royalty
Our golden black color our pride
Our rich culture, nothing to hide
Our vast wealth, birth right
Yet we give it all away, shameless
For a lie etched by a scribe

© Bonyo Buogha 2014

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Remembering no "do not"

Once upon a time, we were young.
Once upon a time, we were kings of our castles.
Once upon a time, we didn't know hope, or fear or sadness. Because we lived in the moment. We laughed, we cried, and forgot the next minute. Once upon a time nothing could stop us - we owned everything, and everything was open to us. We did not have the "do not's" that we have now; we did not "do not" dream, "do not" laugh - these have been taught to us. Because our hearts were empty yet had no space for but that which we wanted.

Remember to always live once upon a time

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Waltzing with Life

The absurd craziness
The absolute aliveness
of living a moment at a time
Unafraid, unworried
Of revolting stares
at your shameless dares
At you lack of shame
at your "life's a game"

© Bonyo Buogha 2014

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

"Busyness" business

Busy, busy
We're all too busy
Chasing shadows
A dispassionate life
Of unconscious living
And uncontrolled droning

Choose to live
To sit back, and
Appreciate people and things
And birds that sing
To smile at life
and take as wife

© Bonyo Buogha 2014

Tuesday, September 16, 2014


Swoosh, swoop
A calm, clear glide
Above water
Above lakes
by stirred waves

© Bonyo Buogha 2014

Tuesday, August 12, 2014


Kanitaka magoti
Kashindwa tembea
Kavaa miwani
Bado sioni
Kweli upendo

© Bonyo Buogha 2014