TEZO DIGITAL

Sometimes I wonder how I feel about you, Scared of these feelings because it's still new I catch myself thinking of the best way to share, Hoping you'll return my confession showing you care And then I catch myself again... and drag my thoughts back to reality I am back at square one, does this just happen to me? Poems are so stupid I swear I would never do this But this is YOU, and you aren't like anyone I have met How much longer do I have to write, can I tell you yet? When I come back from my thoughts I feel more secure But then I sleep... and the dreams of you occur I dream about you,when i right there sleeping with you. I miss you,the very second you leave after spending the whole day with you The dreams I have of you are so vivid and clear I feel TRUE happiness inside and that there is nothing to fear People say dreams have underlying meanings and not to ignore them I say we both know what they mean and now I want you to hear Hear what I am about t

When I carried you inside me I longed for a baby son. My prayers were answered, my son, my one and only one, They laid you in my arms, and I knew right away That the love you and I would share Would be wonderful and beyond compare. You were the image of your dad, So I knew you would be a handsome lad. He was your idol when you were small. He was your hero and you were his all. You really were your dad's lad. The years they flew by, I watched you grow From a little wee lad to a man strong and tall. There were many times when the things that you did Left me weary and sad and wanting to cry. I despaired of you then, but you turned your life 'round. You became the man of whom I am proud. Now you're a man with boys of your own. You can feel the joy of loving a child, And how deep that love goes. Now you know how I feel when I look at you, My son, my one and only one Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/love-for-a-son   My mum told me to pray

CREDITS: TEZO DOLLA I have so much to tell you, but I don't know where to start. This is the beginning of giving you my heart. I've been through a lot of sorrow, I've been forced to endure pain. I have had some feelings that I never could explain. My heart has been shattered, time and time again. And I came close to believing that love was a sin. Now all I have are pieces of a heart that once was whole. And I'm trying to fix the damage from where it took it's tole. I'll be completely honest, I'm overcome with fear. I'm terrified of love because it only brings me tears. I'm clinging to my heart, afraid of handing it to you, because I'm afraid that, like the others, you'll just crush it too. If my heart breaks anymore, all I'll have left is dust. I'll be devoid of emotion, sanity, or trust. So if I give you my heart, please handle it with care. Don't throw it to the ground and leave me swimming in dispair. It'

what i want to say I love you more than i love my self I enjoy evey moment i talk to you  even if its through texting Barely doing nothing  without  thinking of you. Do you know  much i admire your pictures? Do you know how many times I've kissed your pictures? Countless I love you so much Xoxo

Has someone ever asked you, what you want and you know what but you become afraid to say it out? Have you known what someone wants and may be asks out for it but you denied them for no reason. Its a natural thing that we were meant not get what we want or i cant understand it, despite massive researches that I've done. Going around asking people and some of my friends what they wanted in life, especially when they were young and now if they are even close in achieving it. Most of them agree with me that ,you always don't get what you want. others say may be we don't know what we all want and embrace what we have and looks like that's what we wanted. Here is one of the funniest thing on the earth is that you wont get what you want. You'll struggle a lot not to get what you want. For a record the most successful people out here seem to have everything they wanted in life. But it never happens there is always something missing in it they want so bad and they will never

Have you ever asked yourself, why do people suffer in a situation they can run away from? From a situation they can evade and be happy.  Why be with a guy/lady who cheats on you again and again, who makes you sad, why? Why endure hardship? Why would a widowed woman spend all her earnings to take her children to school, why not enjoy herself? Why fall in love with a drunkard when there are many single more-responsible men out there? Why marry a homeless guy? .... These questions are to an extent rhetorical, but not to all humans.  I convinced myself that I had to  do thorough research and come up with something. To start my research, I went ahead to enquire a few words of wisdom from a beautiful middle aged woman who's been married to a drunkard who eventually stopped drinking after fifteen years of marriage. Her answer moved me abit. Hope As simple as the word is, but so strong, so meaningful. She never explained anything. Hope is what makes us go through a lot. Makes us endur

Lisa  a stable lady with almost everything a man would need in a woman. A maisonette that nobody bought for her, she built it herself, cars and her business. She defines beauty, all from her toes to that curly natural hair. Curvy and not so thick, just the size you'll like or admire. She broke many necks whenever she walked past fellow vertebrates. It's true that not only men admired her but also women, most of them gossiped, most of them wished they would rather be her, some thought the creator was somehow unfair to in giving her all, everything. She was brilliant and wisdom had flooded her brains. She was so lovely. But.. Lisa wasn't so confident. Maybe it's because of the environment she was brought up in, or maybe her genes, her nature. She had few friends, her only brother and a former college friend. English would describe her as bipolar. Most of the times you'll find her alone, she enjoyed her own company. After graduating from the university of Johannesb

Something you should know I fought hard for you to let go You are the one i embrace and adore. You gat the keys to my heart and a spare for my door. I was a player but for a record your my best score. The Best new catch i will never throw. Keeping me indoors as you lay low Its best for me you're a good Hoe. I wanna prepare my farm for the next season. Im working really hard baby girl your the reason. I can fearlessly walk in to war cause you my weapon. All time Top rated coz you're a fashion killer and icon. Wanna see you everytime,when you far we facetime through the phone. Btw you're the one who taught me how to stone. The one who gave me this crown This is so amazing we flying on our own zone Bloody tears i what i'll shed when i hear you're gone. I just dont want to be lone. She is my wings together we fly. She is my lighter I'm always high. Always together we never use good bye. We're one, still with knots to tie. Together we laug

So I've been so keen on whats trending in our relationships nowadays.They don't last long its like they are a movie which you want it  to continue but it ends abruptly . I could list common reasons about that only to find out there is just one reason.  Love.   Love is a strong feeling that is now taken for granted.Love is a lie. Love is a word to express your lies and other hidden interest. Love is what blinds us from prospering. I can strongly argue there is no love in this planet. It ended the day when Cain Killed his brother. From then people were led by greed personal interest. People may say i claim there is no love and other people everyday get married. People don't get married due to love they have certain interest in that marriage,It may not be the common one but there always a reason behind everything someone does. Imagine this everyone is getting married even the lil kids you saw them growing up. So what you do now is also get married because everyone is getting m

My Heart was never broken it is used to loneliness. Cause it never got what it wanted the joy and happiness. Fate didn't bring us to one  side. Making it dark,lonely,empty and wild. My heart is crying for the one it loves But its a servant to a master it doesn't serve. Hate,envy,sadness its all what it haves No hope since manna no longer falls from above. My heart  is bleeding and pleading for you Wishing all its dreams happen to be true Hoping that one day you'll get the clue That loving you is all it could do. My heart is no longer at peace Always on  war trying to let go Its Hard very hard, its no longer at ease Making me always feel down and low. My heart is out on a cold breezy night Begging you to understand get it right That it wants you,give it a chance Let it in,to show you love even once. Its on the edge with nothing to balance My heart is dry in rain so cracked and in pain Your the water that quenches it My heart is dying burning in hell f

I love your soft kisses. I love your soft touch. I love the way you bite your lip. I love you sooooo much. I love the way you look at me.I love the way you smile. I love the way you’re shy sometimes, Every once and a while. I love it when you look at me When I’m not looking at you. You think I do not realize it, But really… I do. I love the way you cuddle. I love the way you sleep. I love the way you rub your neck when you are thinking so deep. I love all of you, Your nose, your lips, your hair, your feet. I will never stop loving you. You are so amazingly sweet. I love that I love you. I have loved you from the very start. I LOVE ALL OF YOU, I now hand you the key to my heart.My heart is weak, my soul is deep with words I can speak.But, would you listen, understand or even believe? So I prefer to show you in actions, take you on a journey of my thoughts. So when words are spoken, then the walls are broken and you believe in my love. Because my heart is weak, my soul is deep wi

"Unaboo,we huoni kuwa unaboo watu?"(You are so boring don’t you see that?).Before i used to get that a lot from several girls i pursued. At first it seemed normal, like yeah i know I’m so boring but it went on until i had to ask myself why? Now i gave myself a homework to find out why. I stayed off the social media for a while then started my research from google, you tube and some bloggers. I even went through the text conversations again and again to seek for answers. I found out that I’m a Good boy. I also found out that good boys live a lie, they fake and many more stuff like,they care. I  wanted to change that because i knew ladies don’t love good boys, i wanted to be a ladies man. I couldn't stay that way forever. I made my plan and a back-up plan for that. First i had to find out why ladies love bad boys, second was how to be a bad boy and stay that way and third was to find a lab rat, that was the target girl, i feel sorry for her my plan worked and my project

Beautiful Tina, my apple pie. The world might force you to do things that you never intended to. But for you, I will come back. You stole something from me, something very crucial for my body functionality. I wished that one day I could get the chance to visit this nearby estate which was toughly guarded and no one with no official invitation would find their way through to any homestead within. East Parky was an exceptive estate and only the wealthiest in the city were known to reside within. The homesteads would see a stunning flow of shillings ranging from 250,000 to about 1.5 million per month. The fully-fledged guards were under strict guidelines that no ordinary person was to be allowed through. The estate was ever quiet, chilled and extravagantly cool. If you ever wanted to watch the latest rides in town, then you only needed to stop at the entrance of East Parky for a short while. I grew up in the nearby middle class estate, almost ghetto. My area, in the contrary, was ever

SOURCE|CREDITS| DAVID KOSHOLO She was not the first I ever met, but she was the first I ever physically met after months of texting online. There were days when WhatsApp and I were inseparable. Like if one could get shares according to the way he used the App, then I would own 15% of WhatsApp in shares. Those were the days I was in 10 WhatsApp groups and was having active chats with almost 10 people, 9 chicks and one guy. Noel was among the 9. Noel was the only one who seemed to answer one of my questions the way I wanted it. I got her number from one of the groups in which I was an administrator ( chill, It means admin). Being an admin those days meant you had ultimate power over your poor subjects. You could destroy and build . you could add and subtract, I even used to toy with the idea that Admin was the short form of the dictator Iddi Amin. I started with my typical ‘Hey, just thought I’d say Hi’ and saw the blue ticks, then the typing then the typical response came throug

Why is it so hard to forget my first love? First love is special because it is the most innocent and pure form of love. No matter how hard you try, you will never stop missing your first love. Boyfriends and girlfriends in a first love relationship will forever remember the hugs, cuddles, holding hands, sweet whispers, long drives, late night conversations and the romantic strolls. Find out why the beautiful memories of this once in a lifetime experience will linger in your heart and mind after your breakup, for the rest of your life. First love is the first experience of intimacy. Hugs, kisses and cuddles in a first love relationship form the basis of the sweetest lifelong memories 1) Experiencing intimacy for the first time: Holding hands, hugs, cuddles and kisses Ask anyone about the memories of their first kiss, first hug, first cuddle and the first time they had sex. Their faces will light up with a glow that is simply priceless. This happens because experiencing intimacy