Romans & histoires Poem About Wika

I touched the ribbon at my wrist and counted the fire’s flares with my breaths. Three truths settled in my pocket like coins: I am afraid. I want to understand. I don’t know the rules here. For once, the quiet felt like a promise, not a countdown. Sleep caught my hand and tugged. “If anyone needs me,” Milo announced, ever the flourish, “I’ll be over there not writing poetry about tragic glances.” “Do not write poetry,” Jarek said. “Now I must.” Kaia stuffed sprig into his mouth. He yelped and chewed. “Mint,” she said mildly. “For restraint.”

Perhaps the flame wasn’t of the world, maybe it was within me. Closing my eyes, though it made no difference, I pressed my fingers to the wick. I thought of every trial I had survived: the water that drowned, the fire that blistered, the judgment that broke. I thought of Jasmine, steady and true. And I thought of myself, not the weak girl mocked for her blindness, but Clarissa, who had walked through seventeen mountains and still breathed. Warmth bloomed beneath my fingers. There was a spark which was faint at first, then it became stronger. The whispers shrieked, pulling back as the wick flared to life.

she screamed, her voice cracking. “It became my business the second you dragged me into your pathetic little schemes,” I shot back, anger hardening every word. “You wanted the Luna crown so badly, you poisoned yourself for it. Do you even realize what you’ve done? You risked your own life for a title, for attention, for something that will never make you worthy. That’s not strength, Viki. It is just stupid and pathetic.”

Kuchema kuchema Kutaura kudai zvinenge zvichirema Vatofambidzana nekutaurirana nekubatisana vanenge vachisema Hadzizi nhema , ko paye patakatenda Tikatendeukira iko kune chiedze Matakadya kare hanyaradzi mwana Mundiro yakatadyira itirai minana Hoooo , Pindai Mwari Kana muri Mwari wezviratidzo , wezvinoshamisa tachema tachema Nguva yakwana pindiraiwo ... She sang a gospel song by Garry Maparunze titled Pindai as she did the work. For someone so wild and naughty like her , I didn't expect her to know any Gospel song but I guess wonders shall never cease to happen . I must say that she got an angelic voice though , I wonder why she isn't part of the choir but again this is Amah , not that am ju