Keep Going Friend!

Posted: June 18, 2016 in EMOTIONAL, Uncategorized

The Struggle with faith and hope supersedes sudden riches and victory. Keep going friend!

 

Roggers Akanyijuka.

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TODAY AND YESTERDAY

Posted: August 23, 2014 in LOVE

TODAY AND YESTERDAY
Dad please!
It’s not me but that feeling
The feeling I find when she is next to me
I didn’t use my simple mind only for the decision
The decision I have taken but I apologize
Must I have denied you an opportunity to decide
for your precious son? I must be sorry.
But, for my holy and fragile heart…
But the soul and passion that dialed in me that last time and now, has judged us.
Time is changing like your age does every year Dad, I won’t divert too much,
From the customs dad, but the foods we eat today need to be accused.
You still remember the neighbour; and what about the books I read!
Hope the writers never thought that they were writing for the future, the years that I live in now
Dad, there is no long and tiresome journey like unmeant, unimaginable relationship,
Then Dad, why should you sell my heart, you know it’s fragile, why? Why Dad?
Dad, why should you sell my passion, the passion that has a switch! Only a switch; Dad it’s only a …
Dad why should you trade my soul, it’s meant to rest in my heart, my heart alone.
The fetus out of the womb, Can’t be replaced
Soon my body will wrinkle, wilt welcomes it.
Dad! Dad you can’t really fit in my shoes.
Age and time
My age is for today
Join me, and we live it
Dad, I am sorry
I love her.

Roggers Akanyijuka
08/08/2014

THE TASTE OF LIFE

Posted: August 23, 2014 in LIFE STORIES

THE TASTE OF LIFE

Bearing a difficulty or two may diminish your viewpoint and the style of life one lives however you need to remain yourself, focused and determined to stride to the top of the bumpy mountain. the reason behind this is because you are meant to be a victor. There is no time when God gives you a mission big enough for you not to handle without showing you its feeble point.

Life is as tricky as the world its self and the earth with their enormous depressions here and there. Ages are not built but lived and likewise success is not received as manner from above but built each moment a dream is put in to zealous and realistic experience. Therefore be your real self and labour towards motivating your soul with immense recompense of your sweat, through correcting your faults and building vehement walls of the community around you. Words and thoughts will never push you farther but with the fanaticism to achieve and practicability of your dreams unveils the fruits at your destination in life.

A man that sees no challenge in life has predominantly premature brains to sort bad from good or even retain his success in life. We ought to receive challenges with joy and plan a way through than pilling them under our pillows even by never assuming that they exist. Begin working on a challenge before it works on you because it knows where to faucet. Easily achieved benefits shall always be short lived because they do not teach us a lot on how we have gained them, how we can gain more and uphold the little. This is a vital reason as to why prosperity does not come on silver or a golden shield. People need not be given but be taught how to get the grain and to embrace any opportunity that comes their way.

Avoid stress by hard work and be realistic in life, fine dream big, start small and act quickly is the tone of a successful man. I will never stop thinking to better this best that I now own. Life is an endless journey with numerous junctions one after the other and how you choose a new route at the junctions, sources pain in your heart or shadows it for good. Keep it a simple life and don’t mind about living partially like I do.

THE POWER OF EVE

Posted: August 23, 2014 in LOVE

THE POWER OF EVE
Her time in my world!
The sensory of passion, denies me thinking
The instincts of her touch guarantee me to surrender
The strength and power in her words, gets me weaker than cotton
Her works build thousands of mountains of memories to remember
For now, my mind is a great-grandfather of thoughts
Yeah- is the vocabulary tone when she is inquisitive
What she says and you get hurt, is the food to my soul
Mind you, she is my love
Am cavernous without her
I know she knows that for that is certitude.
Pity me only, because the tale is for the veteran
The veteran of the subject I address
They all carried that same thought for me
But soon they all became buried
Buried in the unseen thief
The sweet sickness
That soothes the woolen heart
With a gentle breath in the blood stream
It secretly poisons the mind
Breeding the weakness of man
The strength of a woman
A single Adam’s lib
Unavoidable

is

love!

Roggers Akanyijuka
08/08/2014

BUTTON OF LIFE

Posted: August 22, 2014 in LIFE

BUTTON OF LIFE

I went down town a week ago and the young man I last met eleven years happened to meet my sight again. We talked of the numerous past sweet memories but I held to no more bitterness in his eyes, as I rolled fluently tapping his shoulder and rather twisted in his ears a smooth warm inquiry minding the mood ahead on my eye blink.

Born from a wealthy womb gave him more than he was born with, so, were they his? I had known Peter, the proud in and out even there and here and up and down. He bought no words expensively neither were they, in his mouth no matter the patient’s ears of the dark night in their hearts. Even the waters of the river galloped and took record when ever Peter stood by. My grandmother respected him with fear, this was a mental command no wonder. Peter became famous in goats, cows, pigs, and dogs knew him but never took a spear for the field, a killer on table I remember, poor lazy body.

moving on,

“The spoke” of the wheel of his life were rusty strong at his age, my God, Peter knew no potholes and slippery high ways, what of the dusty roads, just walked on like a calamity. unfortunately,  I missed the ceremony when our lifeless villagers throw the roof of Peter’s family to hell or heaven, God knows. The vigil I did not attend was also very absent at a reach man’s palace, not because it would make the compound untidy, who could bring the dirt anyway? That marked the start of burying Peter’s father with him, but think of their everything as well.

There were no curses bestowed on the aging body of the young man, mean while I treated the people of God, as I would wish them to do to me, my mind became men in the boy’s structure, my friend paid the cost what’s so ever to get the opposite of my achievement. Today teaching tomorrow, I could not repeat more classes with him after two years of unproductive victories. That was the junction finally as it happened with Gipil and Labong

The busy street, mindful of my pockets a stranger softly sought to carry my light bag, very unfamiliar to the destructive face and  voice, it must be the usual street struggle, I quickly thought. Not bothered,  my legs carried on as I figured a concept.

Things are what you make them today, critically my left brain told me that that was someone I knew, carried in a day dream, it was not a movie in slow motion. Peter!!! my mind recollected and Peter was no more, wasted the tresses of his own life. The soft life had become a hard rock that hit Peter so hard on his forehead. A man should lament once and never in life, is Life a teacher?

“A scar  heals a wound but a wound does not heal a scar”

The Chat with Peter

The troubled are the many though those that struggle to abandon the race,

are the most few, they have lost hope and life seems to be entering a chimney,

in real sense, that is mythical. You have the future with you, but how to live it, hopelessness is a fast killing epidemic,

you can catch a another breath after drowning, it’s not that the world has left you, no, you are just letting it pass you every new day, the day that comes with the new you and the new environment, but your mind set must catch up as well.

Social judgment is not an attachment to your abilities, reality and personality;

disapproving it is victory, honoring its perspective and reading your own bible no matter their faith is the etiquette of the successful.

You must forget the past and build the future, it is now your life not anyone else’s.

Start now with that that is available if nothing there is, you are and God is the key

-a changed man, is a reason for a better world-

Thoughts of Alex Taremwa

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MY FRIEND IN THE SAME SHOES

Thank you Grace the rib needs you by its side,

My light is too deem,

The shadow is contentedly strong please!

A friend indeed I am proud you mount to it,

Design my future lets unit for gold,

Attractive but tricky I have found them,

Enjoyed me for their better will,

Thank you we trade the same soul,

The market is nasty – the buyer is words,

He is words, the bridge breaks,

A melody in their hearts,

The desert welcomes us,

My light is deem silent Grace,

Over whelming wind for my one candle but you hold it,

Am I worth a prey?

Keep me under your wings, for you I won’t scratch,

Man is flesh and a better lion among men,

The credit of my tears is in Grace

Mysteriously light on my heart,

I will keep you close,

You have proof of being the crux and that pillar of the out side-inside fractured life,

Grace, its only there we will reach,

If your heart ice? Mine will stop melting,

The two in us,

Let’s light this shadow,

You behold I will stand,

But I can’t leave you,

Bye to the…,

The future is clean, I behold you stand,

Watch my breath as I watch your own,

God is just and polite,

Grace

 

Akanyijuka Roggers

02/12/2013

 

Aside  —  Posted: January 8, 2014 in LIFE