The Way 🇰🇪

  • Son of David

    I like writing and I love poetry
    I have found a timeless anthology
    Staring at me through the mirror
    A handsome majestic Royal Priest
    Bearing the most noble heritage
    In my veins runs a Royal Bloodline
    From the glorious House of David
    My presence in this world is known
    My presence in my home world is acknowledged
    With an Invisible Crown upon my head
    I am an heir to His Eternal Kingdom
    If I could write about The King of Kings
    I could write just about anything
    For He is everything & everything is Him
    If I have to write more about me
    I would still write Him, just Him
    For I am my loving Father’s Son
    I was born a Crown Prince

    KJ 🇰🇪

  • Lonely Rose

    You think you’ve seen her naked
    Because you took her clothes off?
    Do you know what makes her cry?
    What is she really passionate about?
    Tell me what breaks her tender heart
    Tell me about her childhood memories
    Tell me about her dreams in life
    Tell me stories about her that you ain’t in
    You’ve touched her smooth bare skin
    You’ve seen her undressed hot body
    But you still know as much about her
    As the book you had once found
    But never got around opening it

  • Crimson Lover

    You are an enigma
    I want to unravel you
    I want to explore your mysteries
    I want to delve into your depths
    I want to probe and investigate
    Every single part of you
    But never find the answer
    So I don’t have to give up searching

  • Luminous lady

    It’s clear from your silence
    That you are full of screams
    You’re an everlasting spark
    You’re light detracting my darkness
    It’s clear from your smile
    That you can swoon any man
    You’re my most treasured possession
    All you give me is obsession
    It’s clear from your love
    That you’re a beautiful soul
    To my eyes you’re perfect
    Smooth brown skin with no acne
    I fell for your beauty and brains
    You’re my cure, my medication
    I no longer suffer from migraines
    Enticing you with pure adoration

  • Effulgent Beauty

    I’m afraid to tell you
    How I really feel
    So I will hide behind timid smiles
    And soft “hi”s and , “hello”s
    Because I’m afraid if I ask you
    “What do you think of me”
    You may reply me with
    “I don’t”

  • Our Language

    She loved him with a messy heart
    He hugged her with fragile bones
    She touched him with scarred hands
    He kissed her with bruised lips
    They whispered all their flaws
    Found how contrasting souls they were
    Yet so incomplete without each other
    Like the day and the night
    The sun and the moon
    Hearts within a heart
    Bones of the same clay

  • Clark Kent > Superman

    I wish women would wish for the real man
    I wish you’d imagine a flawed man
    I wish you’d imagine a broken man
    I wish you’d imagine a man that gets tired
    I wish you’d imagine a man that gets scared sometimes
    I wish you’d imagine a man that’s worried at times
    But he still fights and pushes through all that
    He’s still swinging and punching, never backing down
    I wish you’d all imagine Clark Kent, not Superman

  • Shine like the Sun

    You are so amazing
    And to believe that you must hide
    All the parts of you that are broken
    Out of fear that someone else
    Is incapable of loving you
    Because you are not perfect
    Is to believe that sunshine is
    Incapable of entering a broken window
    And illuminate a pitch dark room

  • Missed Call

    Dying is an art
    Like everything else
    I do it exceptionally well
    I do it so it feels like hell
    I do it so it feels real
    It will take me a lifetime
    Yet no time at all
    I guess you could say
    I do have a call

  • STUPID ME

    I’m judged for writing erotic
    But why is that you’re still reading it
    So silently from the crevices
    While I’m out in the open
    Being who I really am

    I’m judged for trying to make her smile
    For I felt she was secretly upset
    But even if she wasn’t
    How would it matter?
    For all I’m doing is trying
    While all you’re saying is “Take Care”

    I guess I’m judged for being stupid
    Stupid enough to keep trying
    For people will always judge you
    No matter what you will or won’t do
    So judge me more

  • Threads of our Tapestry

    If you’ve ever gone to the bus stop with me
    I must love you very much
    I hold onto the sweet memories
    But I’m after the promising future
    If you’ve ever gone to a wedding with me
    I must love you very much
    A soul of divine beauty
    Despite the hurricanes and storm
    My heart still attracts yours
    If you’ve ever gone to a charity giving with me
    I must love you very much
    For the supreme purpose of being human
    Is to cherish, nourish and cultivate love
    Your intensity and sensitivity
    Your dreams and curiosity
    Your strength and tenderness
    Tie my soul next to yours

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