The smiles.
That’s the first thing you notice when you land,
The lack of hollow eyes,
That’s when you know it’s different.
A tapestry of green and red rooftops,
Acacia trees stand tall, their shadows long,
Market stalls bloom with vibrant hues,
Motorbikes weave through the labyrinthine streets,
The scent of coffee, rich and deep,
A testament to Rwanda’s allure,
Modernity and Tradition interlace,...
The air seemed to embrace the tranquil stillness that enveloped the world.
Silhouettes of distant trees and mountains stood stark against the fading light, their forms etched in deepening monochrome.
The transition was a symphony of quiet, an unspoken dialogue between day and night.
In the final moments, the sun slipped below the horizon, leaving behind the twilight that lingered, delicate and se...
In the heart of the quiet, forgotten town,
Where streets are silent and sound,
A soul returns with memories brown,
From the archaic past, lost dreams are found.
Once, long ago, this place was home,
With laughter ringing through every door,
Now wandering, a heart does roam,
In search of what was lost before.
So let the journey, gentle, guide,
Through paths that once were known so well,
In redisco...
Time weathers all, with it’s relentless tide,
Shadows creep where light used to bide,
Promises made in warmth, now cold and stale,
Love once so bright, now withered and sold.
In the dead of night, memories stir,
Of old days of the Bold,
The sky full of stars that seemed dead and cold;
A place once so magical now hurt to behold....
In neon dreams where shadows fall,
Steel and circuits weave a pall,
Hollow screams in the night,
Flicker and fade in electric light.
Skyline towering, chrome and glass,
Glimpses of the city’s past,
Virtual whispers of code and key,
Shape the fate of you and me.
Through rain-soaked streets glides,
Runners and Data trails they cannot hide,
In dark alleys trade,
Power shift secrets of the neon shad...
As Autumn’s breath whispers through golden leaves,
Bamboo trees stand cloaked in gowns of red and gold,
Beautiful Summer’s heat and green now tales of old,
As nature’s hand this yearly canvas weaves.
A harvest moon in silent night achieves,
But a glow that speaks of stories yet untold,
Bold winds through the empty fields unfold,
A song of change that every heart perceives.
Yet with this beauty co...
**On the morrow’s dawning light,**
**Where shadows play and dreams take flight,**
**A whisper stirs the sleeping air,**
**Revealing secrets hidden there.**
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**Through valleys deep and mountains tall,**
**Where echoes of past lives do call,**
**The heart discerns the whispered lore,**
**Unveilin on mysteries of yore.**
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**And as the day embraces night, **
**The revelation, **
**Burning brig...
I find myself yearning for the unknown,
A myriad possibilities unfold,
None more vivid than the life I own,
Yet my heart calls out for the untold.
For something beyond the distant horizons,
A mirage,
The faceless,
The lost.
I ponder my thoughts, seeking peace with the spirits,
As darkness fades,
Morning light streams in,
And the world awakens…anew...
