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Midnight Chinfest

A deck of cards, Chicken soup and bread, Hip-hop beats from the album Nirvana.   A gang of friends, A crazy conductor playing six pianos, Laughter cutting across the room.   It was bound to be a short night, As sleep vacated our buzzing minds, Against an onslaught of animated chitchat.   Every sentence come out unmeasured, Each word lingering a midst eager faces, All seemingly synced to one verbal discourse.   Each noun an ounce heavier than usual, From horror series to poetry and back to movies, From harps to violins and back to music.   From power plays to love and back to philosophy, From critique to phishing and back to coffee dates Drifting off-topic, back and everything in between.   The night quickly weaned off unnoticed, Giving way to the wee hours of the morning, And the sun rose to a never ending...

A deck of cards, Chicken so...

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{Debug mode}

Tired geek at the end of the week Content not coded to the Intent Wanting to ‘run’ life in debug mode   Building main life always returns an error At the rate of amnesia being high Why is debugging so memory intensive   The team server is offline half the time Profiler indicating worn out snap shots Yet revert modifications is disabled   Checking out a new template every New Year Importing and adding to favourites Only to forget to compile and process it   A quick version checks ‘aging fast! Time to package and upgrade Settle down on permanent storage   Advanced commands defining responsibility Hard to trace, calibration all the tougher All the time, a need to scan for external changes   The pallets come in handy Dragging and dropping from that scripture Auto running feeds from that soap-opera   Looking up to the skies Wondering who’s...

Tired geek at the end of the w...

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Sahibu wa dhati.

Kuna binti kanizengue, Uhondo teletele kanibubujia, Kicheko twaliangua.   Tukiwa mamoja, Furaha inazolea, Tabasamu si haba.   Sahibu wa dhati keshakua, Kila uchao namuwaza, Roho nitamfungulia.   Script n Ryhme by ©Shedyk 2013...

Kuna binti kanizengue, Uhon...

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Chronicles of Time

I got a pendulum in the house. Ticking away to every thought. My notions attentive to its motion. I relapse at the laps of every hour. Slipping away like quicklime. The final lap should come before I collapse. How do I make my seconds rhyme? When my mime is at its prime. Because this time surely cost's a dime. If God had a petition court, I’d ask him to slow down his Chronometer. Ask him for one more hour on the clock. One more day on the week. One more week on the month. One more month on the calendar. One more time to ask for more time. To make every minute minute count. To leave a good chronicle in time. Script n Rhyme By Shedyk ©Shedyk 2011 ...

I got a pendulum in the house....

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The moment.

Fill my hands with sand, Fill my mind with sighs. Let the time flow through our veins, Let the distance bind our sight. Soaking into each others embrace, We blur the future and sublime the past. We are frozen in the moment, Devoid of hue, devoid of flickers, devoid of bout.   ©Shedyk 2013 ...

Fill my hands with sand, Fill...

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The Wizard of the Silicon Age

Am the geek behind the stuff you call technology Am the oracle of the future, enterprise planners worship at my alter Am the prophesy of Galileo, the apple of Newton, the fulfillment of binary Your grandparents shriek at the mention of my voodoo Your Parents envy the efficiency that comes with me Your children are addicted to the gadgets I churn Am the enchantment that breaths your TV to life Am the illusion that bring dinosaurs back to your living room Am the hex that makes Spider-man concur skyscrapers Your poetic notes get there form from my note editor Your profile picture not so awesome without a little Photoshoping Your answers so elusive without some Googling Am the wick that transforms squeaky typewriters to word processors Am the mirror that connects your smiley’s...

Am the geek behind the stuff y...

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I seek wisdom

I seek the beginning of a new story. To flip the pages at every tense moment. To feel the thrill of places afar. I seek the insight of a seer. To find out where cupid lives. To rejoice in the victories of Hercules. To marvel at the accomplishments of Steve Jobs. I seek words. I seek knowledge. I seek wisdom. ~Shedyk...

I seek the beginning of a new ...

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She Dazzles.

I wonder if I ever cross her mind, If she holds her breath, When she stumbles upon my pictures. For me it happens all the time. One look at her and its picture perfect. Cut out of premium canvas. Imprinted with enchanting colors. Etched by the finest brush strokes. I've studied her face and her eyes that sparkle. I gaze in them and the depth is captivating. Shades fade into the hue, A glimpse of her soul perhaps. Her facial outline culminates with a soft chin. Her smile drawn in faultless symmetry. A slight tilt on her delicate lips, Only a fine pencil could trace. The twinkle in her eyes, The radiance emanating from her face, With a flickering tinge of golden brown, Only achievable with thin glazes of oil paints. Her facade rendered is...

I wonder if I ever cross her m...

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See! I Forgot

See! Am on my knees with a rose flower The ultimate question slipping out of my lips But Damn I forgot the ring, How could I?...

See! Am on my knees with a ros...

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Caught a Love Bug

The essence of her presence perturbed my every sense Mind body and soul collapsing into yonder Sending all instruments bleeping and buzzing A gush of adrenaline rushing to the rescue Lungs gulping for oxygen, Blood vessels dilating Heart palpitating, nose sweating, legs giving way Basal Metabolic rate put at jeopardy Nervous system set on a defensive frenzy Vision gets blurred, sound fades into the distance A rush of heat sweeping the chest, finger tips, the lips A sensational burning desiring to be quenched Feels like coming down with a chronic condition! Thoughts getting stuck, Words run dry Agitation and hesitation piling up confusion Amazement running high like some cheap drug Feverish and tingly on every touch Strands of hair literary standing up I must have caught a love bug, I wasn’t sure My need for a her attention...

The essence of her presence pe...

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