INTRODUCTIONS

We sat side by side

Formal introductions made

Small conversation spread

And cordial laughter to punctuate

The treatment offered to a guest

Meant to put his heart to rest

She went out with her mother

Allowing me time with her father

“She is too good for you”

His anxieties rose

“What does she see in you?”

His questions phrased

“I wish I knew “my eyebrows rose

The number of times I let her go,

The more adamant she was to stay,

Saying no would break her

Saying yes would break us

Then he’d break me if I hurt her

He watched me intently

Silence

His eyes bore at me

His rage tore at me

So I chose to leave

With a heavy heart albeit

And enough regret to hurt

*WHEN I MISS YOU*

Nicko Fab

March 19

When I miss you
I miss me
For there can't be me
Me without you

When I miss you
I miss my soul
For I can't live
If living is without you

When I miss you
I miss my mind
For I can't think
Unless I'm thinking of you

When I miss you
I miss the fragrance from the crimson roses
For nothing smells sweeter
Than your body scent in the cold winter

When I miss you
I miss the shooting stars
No beauty compares
To your smiles healing these scars

When I miss you
I miss my mum
The gentle touch of affection
Only effected with your kinda attention

When I miss you
I miss love
The most authentic feeling
Under the surface of the murky earth

When I miss you
I miss us
Of the memories and dreams
We shared during September moon walks

When I miss you
I miss you
There can never be another you
I surely doubt

When I miss you
I miss summer
When your irresistably brown eyes
Blazed right through my heart

When I miss you
I miss God
The designer and creater
Of such an exceptional wonder

When I miss you
I miss this lost song
That consoles my lonely soul
When I can't break it no more

When I miss you
I miss my ego
Coz I just can't hold back
Every single melancholic tear from falling

When I miss you
I miss nothing
Since everything means nothing
If I haven't got you

When I miss you
I miss the rainbow
Of the hope it restores
After the venomous storms

When I miss you
I miss the rhymes to this poem
The ink to this pen
And the inspiration to express how I truly feel,deep inside

FOR YOU, I WILL

FOR YOU I WILL

by Davy Vivaldi (Notes) on Friday, October 12, 2012 at 6:02pm

For you I will
Go to great lengths to make you smile
And let you know how much it means to me
When I see the glare in your eyes
That you may not let it fade.

For you I will
Hold your hand when you’re low in spirit
Rub you on the shoulder and give you assurance
That the days ahead are brighter
And plead that you don’t forget

For you I will
Hold close to me in moments of agony.
And lift of the ground in moments of joy
Spin you around and set you down gently
That you may cherish the moment.

For I will
Kiss the tears away from your cheeks
When sorrow and grief bear down on us
Dry you eyes and give you faith
Of better things to come.

For you I will
Be as tender as possible
As I execute your every wish
And keep my every promise
 Your hear to keep at peace

By david asonga©davyvivaldi 2012

SHADOWS

Shadows

by Pathogen Ambadra (Notes) on Thursday, October 18, 2012 at 1:55pm

The flame burns
Your silhouette dances on the wall
Teasing
Calling
Beckons unto me
Breaks into a grin
I stand to reach
Heeding to the call
I feel the wall
My pulse rises
I almost feel your warmth
The touch of your lips
I breathe
Wait
Patient for your progress
Anticipating the process
You dance away
Each step calculated
One at a time
Breaking from my grip
High i have ascended
Following your arms extended
Reaching out for me
As slowly you recede
Peeling off
One after another
A trail left behind
A honest show in kind
You pause
Waiting for my move
Reclining in a shove
Right against the wall

A parting
Signaling a call
Slow bite
A parting at the fount
Pulsating at the sight
And you retreat
Immersing the wall
A flickering of the flame
And all goes dark

Kenyan Taxi Art - Artsworld - Al Jazeera English

Kenyan Taxi Art - Artsworld - Al Jazeera English

blades

By the blade that slay the beast,
So too was I slain
Its purpose was to kill
Its edge cut, not to maim.



The sword that split man from soul.
Stinking of blood for the ages.
A tool that spread carnage
Leaving in it wake damage

My most faithful servant
With whom i made ghouls quiver.
In death it was a savant
Its stains made souls shiver.

Souls wailed when it was swung,
Demons fled before it was flung.
Bitter were those it had stung
Now in me it sunk its fangs

THE SLAUGHTER

The goats trudge on piously
Their heads bowed in prayer
Their silent hymn sent up
Resignation to fate
The neat line snakes on

The butcher bobs ahead
His mind set on money
The cost he’ll fetch per head
He longs for sweet honey
It’s spent before he has it

The goats choose to reflect,
They found greener pastures
They held tight to promise
They were in paradise
Before a shift in paradigm

They align at the end
As each take its place
Facing the block bravely
The promises erase

They don’t bleat
Hope fell to their feet
The butcher laughs
They clench their teeth
Finally… they huff
He grins