http://slow.writerscafe.org/IbrahimBidu The original writings of author Bidu Ibrahim en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000632 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A letter to my son http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846468/ Who's a poet? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846467/ Poem on understanding http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846466/ A love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846464/ A tribute to the peoples of Northern Kenya http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846463/ A tribute to Maya Angelou http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846462/ Love poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846461/ A tribute to Malcom X http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846459/ A poem about diversity http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/1846458/ I see them every dayChildren as young or younger than my little son,Their bodies crashed under rabbles,Their innocent bodies swimming in flood of bloodThe lucky ones with grief stricken mothersKneeling by their broken bodiesScratching their faces and wailing their hearts out;The not so lucky clutchi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/996178/ I couldn't take the risk, If I wantedI would have played along, To the game I ain't new.I couldn't acceptthough I could neither outrightSomething so special reject.Every part of my beingWants to really give inReciprocate this special feeling,But life isn't a filmWhere everything just fits inIt's too.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/971331/ The moon shyly hidesBehind a speck of cloudPeeping every now and thenIlluminating the dark sleepy massThat was lapping gently at my feet.The racing boats and dhowsRock from side to sideLocked in an embrace withAnd patting the back of the sleepy mass.Cold refreshing breezeCaresses my b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/971024/ Seated on a rockAt the edge of the waterComplete darknessExcept for faint lightSome distance away.With the cool breeze caressing my bodyAnd the ocean whispering seductivelyThe slinker, slither or whateverOf time didn't matter anymoreWhat silence! What beauty! What a place to commune w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/970329/ Looking at you pant and grunt, Listening to your words now And sometimes to the words of the helpful ladyWho announces politely and repeatedly That the subscriber is nowhere to be found; As we struggle with little success To catch your eye now, We wonder if it was you Who was once rumoured To have f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/970328/ I want to tell you the truth But I don’t want to lose you. But this I feel I should Even if it will lead to my ruinBut I insist you should Before I do, Hear me out too. On the road of life I have not lived a saint’s life I have been into potholes, Up the mountainsAnd made acquaintance Wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/970050/ I complained I must confess I ranted and raved About life’s pace For it seemed too slow When I had miles to go. But I did recall With a tinge of guilt though The times I was so low Because the world seemed uncaring And everything was happeningAll at the same timeGiving me no breathing space Te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/970045/ Sleepless nights I have spentReadingRevisingCramm ingAnd memorizing.I have also noted with dismaySo many timesThat I have lost countAll that effort go down the drainAs questions fail to comeFrom what I have struggled to cram.But isn’t what I have crammedPart of what am taught �"wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/970032/ Do you really want to knowWhat goes on in my mindAs you sit across from me girl? If only you knewHow strongly I yearn: To touch your tender hands, Sit you comfortably on my lap, Hold your elegant body in a tight embrace, Feel your sweet smell on my face, Brush my lips against your lu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/969974/ I stand at the edge of the road Thinking, Where I stand is a bit warmIt’s close to home Though am quite bored. On the other side it seems green However, there is sign of mistAnd I become grim. On the road I sense a car approachingI think I hear it roar I hesitate, I do not want to add to the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/969972/ I seem to have trouble writing, I have to hold my pen with both handsTo manage intelligible scribbles. As I pause to wipe my eyes every now and then To control tears threatening to flood my writing pad, I whisper a question to you Fellow Countymen, Don’t you hear the cry of Our County? Why w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/969376/ Fate, dear friend I’ll never fail to thank; Though it deals me a cruel hand at times This time it is a friend Brought you along to upset my world A world that I thought was orderly before you came And because of you would never be the same! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/964579/ Were you there when the sun rose? Did you miss the yellow glow? The color of pure goldOr so I was told If you must know: Did you miss the green grass, And the flowers court, flirt and dance? What about the sway of the treesAt the nudge and caress of the wind And the grasshoppers and crickets sing fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/964577/ You floated in Gracefully like an angelFace radiantYou took away my breathI fumbled and mumbledFor lack of what to sayYou seemed I swearTo have grown beautiful a hundredfoldMore beautiful than when I lastYour unique face sawBeauty that like wineGets refined with ageYou are fun to be withFun to liste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/963320/ I felt so lowI was so downLife’s not been meanI know I had no reason to frown, But the feeling was just so strongI feared I was going to drown.There were times I satStared into space like I was gone, There were times I got under the sheetsPretended I was deep asleep, There were times I walkedA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/962835/ If only on this moonlit nightI could have you by my sideAs I watch this sparkling water; Lay on your bosom my headListen to yo heart beatOccasionally interruptedBy the murmur of the oceanPossibly infuriated by the close embrace, Pass my fingers throughAs I drink the sweet scentOf your glittering and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/962451/ Truly I will lie, Even if for a second I deny It is for the love of money and fame, this I try I must confess I love the two The way you do If not a little bit moreAs I in the same breath admit as true, I possess no allergy to the two. But I regard as a folly To travel the road you d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/962367/ I’ve lost count of the timesI’ve knocked at your door.My fist has gone numb from the effortAnd my bones are now buddies with the cold.I’ve lost count of the hoursI’ve stood wonderingWhen the door would creak openBringing the torturous wait to an end.People pass by wonder.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/961929/ If only thesewalls could speakThey wouldhave a lot to tellThey wouldtell of sadness So heavy,immenseAnd darkerthan a hundred stormy moonless nights,  They wouldtell of lonelinessTheemptiness, the vacuumThreateningto force them to cave inThey would.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/961434/ As I watchyou smile, I go milesin time I feel astir in my loinAs I recallyou and I All alonerolling on the floor:          Scratching          Sucking   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/960893/ I do notdeny it exists I do notdeny it’s natural I agree it’sspecial But Irefuse, To writeabout love as you know!  I do notdent it heals I do notdeny it frees I agree itredeems But Irefuse, To write aboutlove as you know!.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/960889/ A unique name Bordering on the strange, I haven’t heard anyone else Sport the same For more than three or so decades I have roamed the earth. Proud beyond measure Unbending to any pressure Quick to speak her mind And blunt oft times. With a complexion That defied the scorching sun She was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/960150/ I know mummy, Even as I write thisYou may never get to see itAs I know for sureYou can't read even if you got it.But I write thisSo the world would seeIf I ever get to publish itWhich am sure I willHow much you mean to me.You were there mummyWhen others thought I was a dummyNot worth .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/960134/ I want to write you a letter There is so much I want to say And though I seem to find No words to express Whatever that is on my mind I think I should find a vent To let out the pressure in my breast I want to write you a letter Although I spied you from a far Setting my precious hut .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/960124/ Sitting behind youWatching you hunched over a paper,My mind went back to that day;That memorable day, That cold afternoon on the beach;Dressed in tight light blue jeans shortsThat snugly hugged the tender thighs, And a soft pink short sleeved shirtThat imprisoned two ripe breastsAnd hugged the wasp-.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/960122/ It is one And only truthall acknowledgeIt’sinevitable,Itdiscriminates not;Scrupulous, It forgivesnot. It creeps inon you It snuffsout of youSomethingmore precious than goldAnd allthat’s in the world. With itcomes the rude shock.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/957309/ I neverloved anybody this much I heard yourfirst cries Held you inmy armsWelcomed youinto the worldWith Adhan and IqamaHeld youcloseGave youyour first kiss  Whisperedinto your cute little ears “Welcomehome”Put dates ony.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/957302/ Whenever you think the world To you has not been fair Think of that poor child Who wasn’t lucky enough to see his father And lost both his mother and grandfather By the time he turned eight. Whenever you feel You have been thrust Into the world before your time Think of that young boy Who had .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/957048/ Unlike the goat To whom a beautiful piece Of classical music Is just another bleat, You see the smilesThe laughter, the winksThe awkward naughty staresAnd that mocking tone That punctuates the laughter. You hear the sound of your name And that conspiratorial noteJu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/947663/ I wish I can justdrive over to youI wish I can see youfor realI wish I can touchthat hot body for real I wish I can hold youclose to meI wish I can kiss you borlipsI wish I can suck yourlips until you groanI wish I can sip yoursweet goror  I wish I can .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/947650/ I thought the laughter would last, Believed the eyes would remain bright, Hoped you’d always be a friendWho would understand my painWithstand the strainAnd see me through the stress.I thought I knew you, Believed you were in tuneWith my not so erratic mood, Hoped you’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/944799/ I flash you bright smilesin the middle of a storm,I put on a showJust to see your face glow,I go an extra mileJust to see your face break into a smile,I strain to listenEven when your story’s not worth a dime,I laugh the loudestAt your old and stale jokes,I’d rather be reprimanded by the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/944787/ Stop fumbling and mumblingI don’t need your coinsNor the excuses you are giving, Spare me that lookI know you don’t care And I don’t even if you do.I know I don’t have legsBut that’s no big deal, I’ve soared to heightsAnd toured placesYou’ve o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/944358/ Let me gaze intoYour big round sleepy eyes, Swim in its whitesAnd float on the blackTo discover the secrets locked up inside. Let me thy lipsWith mine brush, Nibble and suck on it a bit, Sip the honeyThat drips from deep inside, Play with thy tongueThat sets me ablaze, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/944352/ Blankly she stares into spaceSeemingly trapped in a maze, Her face contorts moreWith anger than painEvery time she strugglesTo have a say in matters around her cageOr give a glimpse into the wild thoughtsClashing in her head.For her the cage is so realIt can be seenIrrespective of what others f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/IbrahimBidu/944346/