PETALS THROUGH THE ROCKS

Enobong Umohette UBF title holder

Embattled on every side but sustained by grace
While I break this earth, Lord I won't loose my praise
My faith is for all time and not a phase
On my knees I win at your alter, and that's my place

AFRICA MY PAIN AND JOY

Africa, oh Africa,
Its not just a land of tall trees
and black faces
Or green landscape and multi-races
Its a land rich in culture,
personality, and Pride
A land of shadows and history
Wisdom is the meat of elders
And proverbs, the wine to wash it down

LOVE NOTES

 

I love you to the ceasing of my heart beat

Your kind of love pleasures life

I can't quit

My ocean of sweetness, into you I fall...

THE EARTH, THE SEED AND THE FARMER

Sun burn;
When I break the earth
I break I
For I am the earth
And the earth is I

WEDDING VOWS

foto credit: munaluchi

He Says:
Flesh of my flesh; Bone of my bone.
With you in my life, I can never be alone.
Beauty so fresh and never old; today I make bold to have and to hold!

I MISS YOU

foto credit: isaiahks

Its been 3 years since you left
And baby I miss you
I remember with childish fondness those days you would count the hours to have me lie beside you
Days seemed endless and time lost its power

IF...

foto credit anjelicek

If I smile today
If I laugh today
If my countenance be bright today
If I am of high spirit today
Then it is you on my mind

Putting all worries behind

If you clap today
If you dance today
If you are in good cheer today
If you feel dear today
Justify me
Tell me it is me on your mind

If you are in pain today
If worries knock at your door
If you feel alone
And you need a friend to hear
Let it be me my dear
Let it be me...
©Kyng David, All Rights Reserved, 2013

REJECTED STONES

What really was the matter with the rejected stone

Lloyd threw as hard as he could till he broke his collar bone

Only in his dreams did he sit on the throne

Jane was too pale, too short, too fat

All she wanted was to give it all her heart

© Kyng David. All rights reserved , 2013

UN-BEAUTIFUL

Tears begging to fall

I hyperventilate holding on to every memory like my last breath
That moment when you left without a word; unforgettable

DREAM STATE

He reads me louder than he hears me stirring for a fight
I creep into my dreams praying out of sight
My sun is a deep sleeper
Am in a constant night

MADIBA

Living carcass...
Shamelessly in formation stand
Long faces and swollen eyes
But let the incorruptible sons of peace mourn...
Madiba

ARROGANT DAUGHTER OF A POOR FATHER

She parades herself in borrowed gold
Borrowed clothes
Borrowed hair
Even borrowed joy
For the smile on her face will fade in time
When the strong wine wares off

She parades herself like a queen
But she is a scavenger inside out
Feeding on weakness and trust
Enriched by deception and pretense
She speaks in a mimicked voice
Aha! Her tongue is false
But sounds pleasant to fools and simple minds

For that which makes her seem pleasant to the eyes are not hers
She has no style of her own
She is just a copy of television characters
And she plays each role as it fits
Her time belongs to the highest bidder
Even her soul is sold out for riches

She parades in different flashy cars
She lays claim to no relationship
But has graced different deluxe suites
She counts borrowed riches all day
For even her earnings belong to her desires
The nights anticipate her drama
And she puts up a good show
She smells of wealth and arrogance
Spenders are keepers
And the rest, she steps on like roaches

Ironic...
Because somewhere
In an old licking hut
an old wretched father comforts an old dying wife
She hums a familiar lullaby amid shivers and tears
"I want to see my baby before I leave..."
But her last wish has been stolen by the sweet high life of society
Never to be reclaimed

© Kyng David. All rights reserved 2013

SWEET LIES THAT STOLE MY MAN Pt1.

I watched,
Hidden by distance
As her lips formed the words that conquered his heart
Those words that made him powerless
Those words that kept his ears open to her lies instead of the nagging bells of my love

SWEET LIES Pt2: MY TRUTH HURTS

They call me a man eater
A gold digger
Pleasure feeder
Home breaker
They say my soul is lost
And I have no shame
They say am cursed and...

SWEET LIES Pt3: THE END OF THE ROAD

 

 

Hole in my head; scar on my heart
This love was wrong right from the start
I fell from delight; I lost this fight
Soul flying loose like a kite
Pen in my hand but I just can't write
What I feel inside can't be brought to light
Die everyday, but come alive at night

I DIE A LITTLE

I love,
Not from the freedom of pain
But from the need to be human

TALES FROM THE CLOSET

Dirty hands...

My conscience said dirty hands

So I walk with hands in my pocket

I shook hands with Seno

And she said that I have cold eyes

So I closed them to hide the secrets

But tears rolled down

The boy on my inside said "boy you're getting soft"

I HAVE WAITED

And I asked my heart

What is sweeter than you lips my love

What is brighter than you eyes my love

GOLD AND CLAY

Deaf of hearing 

When these eyes of mine see beyond this sphere 

Unconscious as I lay 

But I see your face

Your eyes; the brilliance of a million stars My heart longs for you,

CALABAR CALLING

I know a place where the days never ends in Africa

Where the smell of Christmas awakens every heart to joyful celebration

The shore calls me to dance in the moon light again

The native land of Calabar whispers to me from far away

NAKED MINDSET (naked state of mind)

photographers feeding their cameras at a fashion show

The world is perverted, even the mannequin wears clothes naked

The fresh mind of the child is on the streets unprotected

While the world breaks apart, sex is overrated 

BROKEN RINGS

Time wasted

Tears rolling 

Love wrongly invested

Good byes calling

But I still can't let you go

Kiss Me Mary

Dear Mary...

Kiss me deeply

Part your lips so I can access unlimited inspiration

Kiss me mary

One Of A Kind

photo model: Eno Udofia

Beauty straight from the soul 

Without you my heart is dead cold

You got that rear charm that pretty has got to learn

WE NEVER MADE IT TO SHORE

We never made it to shore

So we sail on oceans of memories 

And fantasies of "could be's"

Young and tender like a jelly fish 

She said love made her feverish 

Complicated her english 

Made her speak plain gibberish 

Heart pure as gold, by worldliness un-tinted

FATHER...

A man's truest joy is his children and family

In my beginning

He wrapped me in his arms safe and warm

His smile ever encouraging

His words ever uplifting

Strong yet gentle

Strict yet understanding

Provider...

HOMELESS

Matt 25: 35- 37

Even in my silence
My mind speaks louder than a shotgun
Behind the glass...
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me...


A few days ago I saw a girl no older than 13 or 14 lying on the dirty ground at the motor park.
She wrapped herself with a sack bag, obviously not wearing anything underneath.
Her eyes were closed as it seemed this was the only portion of peace she understood,

LOVE PERSONIFIED

when the heart loves, the body speaks

Sweet Heart,

Being with you these past few years has opened my eyes to true love

Its not in fairy tales, romance novels, but comes truly from above

Love needs strength, but you make it effortless

God blessed me with you, so the pain of sacrifice hurts less

In God's warm embrace is where am caught first