Dear Sofia, can I call you dear? My mamamia, please don’t shed a tear, in any manner, my future baby mama.
Tag: Love Malevolence
The Village Dwarf and the Socialite
I guess this is what happens when a village dwarf meets a socialite
Never let me go
If you find true love, be happy and savor it,and friends, for the life of me, never lose them
A Stale Night
I'm in a stage where I'm writing melodramatic romantic stuff. Be careful u might catch feelings
The Lonesome crowd
The lonesome crowd, credits Carol Wanja
Guest post alert. Yes I have awesome friends.. And when they write, they speak.. Here is a short poem by the Francis The lone Puppeteer. 
The beautiful, real and strong me needs no introduction,
It’s a self of me that I can never hide,
But I am human, just like you I also search for a semblance of perfection,
Though it seems that the warmth of true love I shall never find.
She’s timid yes… quiet too,
Like a lone flower planted upon shallow ground,
But I know she’ll come around maybe soon,
And then I’ll no longer walk among the lonesome crowd.
So give me a date and time,
that I may show the real me,
For we can’t feign true love, especially when were only beginning,
I’m practically on one bended knee,
But when all is said and done, to your essence I’ll still remain clinging.
She’s silent…
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No Sugar in My Father’s House
No Sugar in my father's house only the gathers brought in by the wind in the willows. As performed in Kimathi on that wistful Wednesday
On a night like Today
There will be no joy, no sorrow, no talk, no silence, no drinking much less on a night like today
Jealous- leave her for me …….. by Angela Francis
The writer took me to a world without color and took me back... I was neither within nor without... Angela Francis the writer an awesome piece
The Transgressions of Innocence
Evans Wambugu..... You got me with this one..... A beautiful piece, What would you do on your last day?
The Diary of The Puppet Master
A personal cry by the Puppet master.... for were all but puppets in the hands of an ever watching puppeteer
Francis The Lone Puppeteer 