They tell you that art & literature is for soft people
Then they read poems at weddings and funerals
Cry over movies and read ancient philosophy
Loop over songs with deep meaningful lyrics
Surviving this world is one type of practicality
Knowing why you should even bother is another
And perhaps the more important question
KJ 📖✍🏾🇰🇪
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This night reminds me of you
Sweet but with a hint of sadness too
I wouldn’t lie if you came around
I would tell you that I miss you too
We were so high we never came low
Never had a chance to take things slow
You hit me like a moving bullet train
Knowing the real you was driving me insane
I wonder how fast people heal
Or how they at least pretend to deal
I guess one is supposed to lie
The same way they’re supposed to dieKJ📖✍🏾🇰🇪
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There is something about seeing you
That always gets me so aroused baby
Your naked body under dim red lights
Lying on our bed like prey in my lair
Seeing your eyes focused on my toned body
Thinking about how you’re going to please me
Sucking on your fingers seductively
Getting yourself wet and ready for me
When I haven’t even touched you yet
The anticipation is driving you crazy
That is why I’m taking my sweet time
Spreading your thighs with warm kisses
Letting my tongue destroy your insides
And have you drip like sup from a pineapple
I tasted it and nearly consumed it all
Like a vampire I was still thirsty for more
Wondering how you were still full
So I slid inside and you lost your breath
But I did not stop, I could not stop
Harder, deeper, stretching, pounding, spanking
Circular motions, vibrations, up and down
Until sweet nectar dripped around me
Like melting ice cream from your lips
Devoured
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I used to turn my silence into sonnets
My subtle pain into solemn poetry
And poured all my ache into my art
But my pen is stack up in my book stand
She aches to be held in her lover’s hands
Coz this Botswana girl brightens my days
And I write better in the darkKJ
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I’ll write you a poem with my eyes closed
Using only my tongue as a pen
I’ll write you a wonderful love song in bold lyrics
On the delicate paper in between your thighs
Come let my tongue say to you what words cannot
My lips against your warm moist soft skin
A wet kiss that makes you sigh with pleasure
Languidly turning them into weak moans
As my tongue devours your parted thighs
With the rythm of your brown hips
And the rhyming of your soft breaths
Giving wordless instructions to me
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There were moments once
When the pain was unbearable
Now I’ve grown used to these wounds
That if a moment of joy arrives
It feels strangely out of place
As if happiness is a mistake
Or a gift from a stranger
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I know you think about me oftenly
How I can feel everything so deeply
Yet I can disguise and numb away
All these emotions from any display
Had I known that dreams could bring us together
I would’ve kept my eyes closed forever
I loved you not because I was hoping you’d return it
But because giving it felt more than just having it
Our poem was too short to be called a poem
So much ink remains as does the blank pages
Would we ever get to be held right
When we’re always heard by the wrong ones
I know tonight you’ll gaze at the stars alone
Thinking of me and my scent since I’m gone
I know you still miss me though quietly
And the beauty I carefully weaved on your heart, poetry.KJ✍🏾🇰🇪
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I’ve never been afraid of dying
And I don’t think I ever will be
I am happy with the memories I have
Even if I don’t get to make more
If this was my last night on earth
I would still do what I usually do
Read a book, write a poem or two
Talk to my family, all if not most
Then once I close my smiling eyes
It’ll be a dream I won’t want to wake up from
But if He grants me one more tomorrow
I will thank Him for the opportunity
And set out to make Him proud
I think about this quite oftenKJ ✍🏾📖🇰🇪
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We once couldn’t wait to grow up
No one pictured how adulthood would end up
Slowly turning our innocence into gearing up
Leaving us vessels of empty veins
A forest of canvases stripped of colour
A generation of the most intricate minds
Filled with the most turmoils inside
I thought If I could write out my pain
It would end the haunting things I kept contained
It didn’t end them, It kept them alive
In the dark recesses of my mind’s hive
Where they hang like dead memories
Beautiful but lifeless and silent
Just like we’ve all learnt to be✍🏾📖🇰🇪
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I want to lick that pretty little smile on your beautiful face.
I want to kiss your gorgeous lips very intently
I want to see the fiery red of your lipstick on my teeth.
I want to suck the sugar on your sweet sexy tongue.
I want my hands pressed into every part of your hot body.
I want to brush you with my flowing finger tips
I want to paint you in my intent hand prints
I want to clasp handfuls of you and stuff you into my hungry mouth.
I want all of you held within my strong fists.
I want to smell you like a preying animal
I want to fill my lungs with your scent
I want to lap at you with my adept tongue
I want to kiss your wet pussy, just like I earlier kissed your starving mouth.
I want to devour you
I want to swallow every drip of you girl.
I want the hot depth of you, where your sweet nectar emanates from
I want the captivating flesh of you
I want to be sheathed in your throbbing sleeve
I want to hear you moan and groan
I want to thrust more steadily, going deepest
I want to make you splash and convulse
I want to quench your need of me in you
I want you to buckle and shudder to gratification
I want you with equal raw appetite
I want to go back on my knees in worship, smearing my face in your gushing
I want to imbibe myself in your nectar, cleaning every drop of you
The Way 🇰🇪 