sharry_monks
Bronze Member

Sharry Monks born Abdushariff Muhumuza Akiiki is a Ugandan Musical Artist, Creative Artist, Actor, Author and Entrepreneur born on 04, December 1999 to the late Night Lucia Shaban Akiiki (MHSRIP), in Kyenjojo District of Western Uganda. He went various schools for his elementary studies before he joined Makerere University for Bachelors Degree in Drama and Film in 2022. He has released numerous songs including singles and albums, authored many books which are all mainly Distributed by Amazon digital services Inc to various bookstores in the world. He's both a scientific and Artistic Re-searcher in many fields of his interests. He has also written many blogs, articles, and journals among other writeable materials.

Joined: September 2022 Last seen: 1 month ago

Submitted Poems 16 total

In the mirror In the mirror, the flipped over An object, of mere serenity The discontent cruelty...! The only cause of action The only affection in auction. In the mirror, the flipped over The substance of identity An innate ability The Ancient... – *by Sharry Monks*	13 Views added 2 months ago	Rating
Kingly Life When I get home I light up my chrome, Greet everyone there, And get get sometime to spare 'cause I'm the throne, Even when my dad is in clown. Let everyone wonder, Which kind of son, Born on the deadly day When there was no sunrise But... – *by Sharry Monks*	5 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
To the unknowns When all of the matters settle, Down below the Cinemahall, And the graveyards are critical, To call the inflammatory ore, To settle the increased greed of, The regenerated roar, Going through the bowls, Making the great unbearable, But... – *by Sharry Monks*	5 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
The Extinct Of Life Seeing the progress of the applied Strict sense of science, The goosebumps all over the nations, Man's nature being whacked, The holiness of the adventurous horrors, The glorious envy's of the human nature, Makes the the beginning of the end. ... – *by Sharry Monks*	13 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
The Devil Is A Liar I almost froze to death, Jumped over the wall of Jericho, I couldn't feel the breath taken, Do you need my hands? To hold my hands in yours, Can't that equate to a hell of a ride? Or it's just a matter of fact? O, can I hold you in my arms... – *by Sharry Monks*	6 Views added 1 year ago	Rating