My Voice

My voice, through it was my first lie.
But now you see me pass on the venom as my tongue rolls and dances with less lies.
And now,
My voice is sounding like hope it'self
I pray it never goes a stray.
Though today i let it appreciate my future before it's past fame

She now holds messages that fly past all my thoughts.
Trusted it may sound,
Knowledgeable it may stand,
But that is and will remain my voice.

My voice,
she won't forever remain a dream,
But a dream with messages that you need to know.
Dreams to destinations that you will forever need to crop.
Because, my tongue is still tasting the same as my voice.

Oh my sweet and good voice,
She is my only hope
That still sets pace for the breaks of dawn or dusk that are yet to stay
But just like my dreams, i want my voice to witness my tomorrows.
As i let it reveal a poem that will forever grow so older than your sorrows.

By: Isaac Opeero
The Poetic Flow
A Word Of Hope

It's A New Day

I feel bad today
because, headache is back again
I know you just can't trace my pains
when its all about hate
Dark is my skin but still not bright is my day
It's still dark that i only sigh with hopes
rays and beams as i pray.

It's yes a new day
Just heal my pains
am tired of that lustful hate
I you watched what happened the other day
I got cheated and left as they laughed at my brains

Oh good lord
Help me overcome all these pains.
Am just so close to liars
who feel my simple success can be exchanged for a night mare
Trace the annoyance in them
turn it into a crave to see my success
My prayer is young
let your heavens get loved with what is in my brain

Oh lord, it's a new day
wash me clean
so i can see your worth all days
My road today is so close to hate
I pray that only Hope remains in my brain.
let me show my hope in my fate.
Shed off the young cancer of hate.

By:Isaac Opeero
The Poetic Flow
A Word Of Hope.

I FEEL AM THE GREATEST

I feel am the greatest.
Because i dream about it.
Some nights i wake up
And also think about it

This can no-longer be a secret.
This is now a message
Pains had me seat on my talent
Its time i save it.
Serve it to you
And then, I will feel.. am the greatest

I have to rape it
And save it from a miscarriage.
I have to smash it
and get that york tested.
I have to be me and stand out on my feet
Coz i feel am the greatest

I pray your city embraces me
Till eternity
I want the world to always remember me
For something
I just want to be focused
and let you know am the take
Because, i now feel am the greatest.

This sound was a dream
Test it and tell me how you feel
Because i end with hope
That you will now pay all my bills
I don't know why.
But, yes...
I feel am the greatest.


By:Isaac Opeero
The Poetic Flow
A word of Hope|11|05|2016.

MY EX IS BEAUTIFUL

Do you all want to know
My Ex is beautiful
And, she still loves me the same way
I haven't thought about it
Though i still trust her humble face

She is, yes, so beautiful
But not natural
She seems innocent
But so uncomfortable

Am scared of the past pains
When she looked insane
And deserving all the panadols

They all say, she is beautiful
I don't see the beauty
Now you all say she is beautiful
But clearly she is bleaching
And that makes her not even pretty

Am scared of having her as my queen
She will slightly make me ugly
Okay, what do you call beauty?

That's your mind
My thoughts can be dark
And think of how natural, if she remained black

I will wait for the feedback
and love her when she turns again black
And thats why i love my new catch.
But its okay.
To you, My Ex is Beautiful.

By: Isaac Opeero
The Poetic Flow
A word of Hope| 09|05|2016

SHE HATES MY LOVE

 Isaac Opeero laughs while perfoming one of his poems in 2014.
Photo by: Esther Bisikwa.

That girl
I like all her curves
Though she hates all my love
She is all what my heart wants
And then she has no desire in her heart

That girl
I even force to dream about her smiles
Because, she is..
A beauty God has on planet earth
She says i bring only pain
Yet she breaks my heart whenever that is said

That Girl
I see none dating her
I only see my self chasing after her
And she still hates my vows

l know you greatly hate my love
But i wont give up till its done
A yes to my vow is all i want.
I know you dearly hates my love
But i won't cry
Yes.I won't cry
But just know i will love you till i die
I will forever  love you.
Though you hate my love.

By:Isaac Opeero.
The Poetic Flow.
A word of Hope.
|09|05|2016

I HAVE HOPE IN THIS DREAM

I have hope in this dream

I choose never to go against it in my own dialect and that's a personal rule.

Because i will forever hate the pressure it will bring along. .

I have that hope

Because my feelings can now watch me not so close.

Picture of  Isaac Opeero at UMCAT-Mbale Campus.
Photo: Patrick Komakech.

Telling all the words of hope to go close to my emotions.

That can only be the hope that has never been fair to me.

I would rather hate my heart because it never gets to spill whats beneath.

I have the hope 

And yes, its young but a growing dream

I have the hope

That lives only in my world of hope

Its only that i prayed earlier and i never hope that i will ever smoke

Because i may go homeless and get a cold.

But I have the hope

Just like you do

Because this pain can only be temporary

And that can only let me as well bow to Harriet Anena’s boobs

Its a piece i can keep my faith in because it will never be any rude

I have hope.

Yes, in this dream

To own success from these pains

As i stand as a man to find love and tell a love story in a dream.

Because risk can only be for a dreamer 

But i have hope

To think of how much patience it will cost.

They surely say it will pay

I have hope that all of you have never dream't of.

Just hoping that my mind carries them all.

I hope to dream and be different.

Get richer someday and see this world like its heaven.

I also have that hope

Of my breathe on earth becoming a blessing that will live long

I will forever hope to have hope in this dream.

So just never quote me wrong

Because my brain has no heart and i hope to speak my mind and seem heartless.

By: Isaac Opeero.

THE POETIC FLOW.|08|05|2016.