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About thethinkout

When words colour your world, they become your life. They are my existence, the place where I roam free and wild, the place I call home and this is where they are to be found!

These Words


dancing

Writing
Putting bits of yourself in ink
Bits
Sometimes wholes

Vulnerability
Baring yourself
I hear we have a soul
In some complex myriad or mesh
A body a spirit a soul
Some three some ness

I shall go with self though, for this one
Writing is an avenue
An expression
A voice

It is a letting in
As much as it is a letting out

It is a gift I think I have
I enjoy written works, some more than others, as is of course
Some are way off my course
Others are in my cause

It is not a gift I think I give
Because mainly I write for me
To tell
To vent
To enjoy the thrill
Of words jumping
Out from my mind

Whether it be on a keyboard
Or with ink on a page
They flow
They dance
They swirl

Am no good on my feet
But with my ears
And with my words
I groove!

@JM2017

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Posted by on January 20, 2017 in Creative thought

 

Find X


When your ex weds
And it ends

What ends?
If it had already ended?

To what end are these musings
Because I know they are not missings

He left
Your paths cross
Often
The ones you thought you would tread together
Though your hearts long parted

The mind though
It still remembers
Though there are no embers

You moved on
You healed
Into a romance far much deeper you have gleaned

Something stirs though
And it lingers
The curiosity to find this x
Who now completes his equation

And so you see her
And she is lovely
And you know he would not have chosen less

But then you wonder
If she has it
This intellect
And realize, that maybe
It is he that lacked it

Comfort?

No
You have long been comforted
You are even contented

Life
You have seen some of its works

So you wish him well
And turn that page
Actually no, you close that book.
That book marked x
That equation you shall never solve
Ends.

@JM2017

 
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Posted by on January 20, 2017 in Creative thought

 

4 Nairobi con men & their tricks to be aware of


I am here to educate and caution people of some smart thugs in Nairobi and ask for help Today its me, tomorrow its you. These 4 Nairobi con men find themselves untouchables. They are even arrogant …

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Posted by on October 19, 2016 in Creative thought

 

TIMOROUS


Sly

I once knew a bird, that thought it absurd that other birds could fly,
So absurd in fact, he’d trudge through mud rather than try,
So spread the word, and it came to be heard by a cat too sly,
Who by the roadside sat and took a nap till the bird walked by.

And absurd I find that absurd we find things just shy,
Why, oh why,  without a try do we deem it too high,
A skip , a hop, a quaint little dance of reasons not why,
Only to find that all it took was a little pry.

@njugunaXavier2015

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Posted by on June 18, 2015 in Creative thought

 

TODAY’S YESTERDAY


Where flowers grow and dew never goes cold,
Where rivers flow and we never grow old,
Where hearts show and intentions are never told,
Where things are slow, and forever unfolds.

Should love tear* it melts to hate,
A pile of tears on a Golden Slate,
Patches on tears, said too late
A heart on a tear, another’s Bait.

And we stare down on the Heavens,
Reflections cruel deception,
Eight’s bowing down to sixes and seven’s,
Kings and Queens at a slaves reception.

When Fate and will conspire to spill,
All we feel, our realities real
Like Mutton Veal, the truth unreeled
Into Fables and fodder for the rumor Mill.

Staring at nothings yesterday,
Seeing nothing but everything’s today,
Were I brave I’d ask you “Stay”….
Let me love you one more day!

*tear has been used as per its meaning(s) as a noun
©njugunaXavier2012

 
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Posted by on October 15, 2012 in Creative thought

 

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AVER


At last I have found her, at last I am home
The calming whisper of the fir trees,
The ray of sunlight in my bedroom window,
The last mouthful of a fudge cake, I have found her.

The first smile from a child,
When Bob Marley sings,
The quiet moment before sleep,
A pat, a hug, a kiss goodnight.

Like dew on a Red Rose,
An adoring stare from one held dear,
To hear you say you thought of me,
Yet none equates to “I Love you too!”

@njugunaXavier2012
 
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Posted by on October 10, 2012 in Creative thought

 

THE GREATEST YET


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The sun to rule the day, the moon to shine by night
Yet still the moon not as bright,
 When her Earth dances and swirls aslight,
So we’re cast in the darkest of frights.

To Jupiter or Mars,
For Jupiter rules and Mars makes war,
But mightier than they is she whose she,
Venus of beauty, the goddess of Love.

And I as frail without your might,
When time deprives and space divides,
Should tempests hit and age deny,
I beg to stay and die beside.

Aires knows that cupid lies,
I Love you more than I love life,
Should chance provide what fate denies,
I’ll love you still past this my life.

And eons past in a moments cast,
Unknowns may ask who thou art,
In fear and woe and mighty fret,
So shall they know of my greatest yet.

@njugunaXavier2012

 
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Posted by on October 9, 2012 in Creative thought

 

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