My Missing Part

A vacuum in my life nothing else could fit,
An empty space that leaves me incomplete.
For many years I’ve struggled to occupy it,
But all my efforts ended in bitter defeat.


Angry like a hungry man with no food,
My missing part puts me in a bad mood.
The frustration started making me rude,
Coz, it wasn’t a problem for every other dude.


What in the world is wrong with me?
Where could this missing part be?
I wish I could just open my eyes and see,
See my missing part after my count of 3.


I have often failed, but this time around,
I hope my missing part would be found.
So that my joy could finally abound,
And the victory trumpet can sound.


Now that I have found my missing part,
I will make sure nothing tears us apart.
I have found the Queen of my Heart,
So let the long awaited celebration start.


Take a look at her with that beautiful smile,
She’s the one I’ve been longing for all this while.
She’s got the combination of brains, beauty and style,
She’s worth my taking the journey of a thousand mile.


Now my long desired craving has been satisfied,
She’s the only woman in the world who was qualified.
My life has now been transformed and beautified.
And my confidence has suddenly been amplified.


No one can dethrone her from my heart’s seat,
No one stands the chance to even compete.
I won’t mind to forever kiss her ass and feet,
Because she has succeeded in making me complete.


© DK… October 2009

Flash Back

I remember the first time we met,
It was a night I would never forget.
A night I could never ever regret.
My heart beat faster than a jet.
My eyes jumped out of its socket.
My temperature shot up like a rocket.
I stood watching and I began to sweat.
I was so turned on that I was getting wet.
I had to support it with a hand in my pocket,
As your ravishing beauty took away my breath.


When our eyes finally made that needed contact,
It had a mind-blowing and life-changing impact.
My heart skipped and I quickly took my eyes away,
I suddenly went dumb, didn’t know what I could say.
Then I returned home disappointed and couldn’t eat,
Thinking about what to say next time and practising it.
Praying earnestly that we get another chance to meet,
So I could describe to you what you do to my heart-beat
It was like yesterday when this beautiful story began,
Now you blow a cooling breeze into my life like a fan


I remember clearly the first time we spoke,
It was more refreshing than a cold bottle of coke.
As we spoke, our barriers and boundaries broke,
We got more into each other, sharing sweet jokes.
Then I was able to summon the courage as a man,
To ask you out on a date and be my special woman.
I remember then how strongly I felt about you,
How passionate and excited I was about you.
That’s exactly how I still feel about you,
As I flash back to when I first met you.


© DK… October 2009

Someone Who Understands

I have always been told to be positive and stay strong,
But this so called breakthrough is taking way too long.
Just seems like things won’t stop going wrong,
I’m so sick and tired of the “have faith” song.


Things have been getting worse week after week,
I’m loosing my mind and getting emotionally weak.
Even the bible says hope deferred makes the heart sick.
I need a miracle and I need it really quick.


You try to preach to me, but too bad you don’t understand,
Talk is cheap, try standing in the position in which I stand.
I’m opening up, but you take over, even before I land.
Listening and feeling my pain will be a better helping hand.


Save the sermon, I’m not looking for a pastor,
A listening ear is all I need and I’m asking for,
Don’t use me to practise how to be a motivator,
There’s nothing you have to say that I’ve not heard before.


You have to first show some understanding,
In order to stand a chance of encouraging.
You say that God will provide for all my needs,
But you don’t know what it feels like to lack.


Sometimes it’s not about how much you get to say,
You can run your mouth without stopping all day,
But if you are not sensitive, your words won’t stay.
Many words don’t get people in a better mood.


All I’m looking for is someone who will understand me,
Someone who is willing to see what I see.
I’m looking for someone who will not judge me,
Someone who is ready to feel the pain I feel.


I’m looking for someone who knows me,
Someone who cares about what I’m going through.
With my last ounce of strength I cry out loud,
Lord, I need you right now.


© DK… September 2009

Battle of Life

If I had known that life was a battle ground,
I would have prepared myself hard for it.
Had I gotten a hint the war trumpet would sound,
I would not have folded my arms, and seat.
If I had seen life as the knock-out round,
I would have brought my best to avoid defeat.
If I had been fore-told that I was war-bound,
I would have made ready my weapon and kit.
If all these clues had earlier being found,
I would have had on my armour, from head to feet.


But, I’m ready this time around,
I got my finger on my gun’s trigger.
I have my hand tightly on my sword’s grip.
My bow is prepared & arrows are in full supply.
I am mentally psyched up, and I am high.
I got my shield in front to defend every attack,
I’m ready to go, already seated on my horses’ back.
Let life bring it on now, I’m ready for the battle.
Life can bring forth his entire arsenal,
But it is certain that victory will be mine.



As I battle all the way, day by day,
I take Jesus’ advice to watch and pray.
I know if I fight in the flesh, I’ll fail,
Because by strength shall no man prevail.
I already have on the whole armour of God,
Along with sword of the spirit, which is his word.
Although I have acquired all my weapon to do the battle,
I know that the battle is not mine, but the Lord’s.
He will win the battle in glory, so I can tell the story,
Thanks be to God, who has given me the victory.


© DK… July 2009.

Teacher

Don’t think you know me,
There more to me than what you see.
Don’t try to tell me anything about me,
Because you know nothing about me.
How can you tell me who I am?
When you don’t even know who you should be.


Who made you a ruler over others?
That made you deem it right to give orders.
What makes you think you can define people?
When you haven’t even discovered yourself yet.
Judge not, that you be not judged,
Condemn not, that you be not condemned.


You aren’t in the position to tell me how to live,
I don’t have to follow the guidelines you give.
I honestly don’t care what you think or do,
I’m independent and I do only what I want to.
Make all the mockery you possibly can,
It doesn’t still make you the better man.


Here is the contrast between you and I,
You are more concerned about fashion sense,
Instead, I prefer to have common sense.
You are more concerned about your present looks,
I am more interested in how my future looks.
That is the reason I can’t be like you.


This is a fact you should always know,
Life is not all about the flamboyance we can show.
Because I don’t live your kind of lifestyle,
Doesn’t make you in anyway better than me.
I am not what you or any man say I am,
I am what God says I am.


© DK… July2009

That’s Who She Is

She is the light that makes his life bright,
The sight that makes him feel alright.
She is the fire that lights him up,
The desire that puts him on the world’s top.
She is the balm that sooths his sick soul,
The healer that makes him whole.


Her love is his life,
Her life is his oxygen,
Her home is his heart,
Her Heart is his gold,
Her happiness is his quest,
Her wish is his command.


She is the melody that his heart sings,
Her words mean more to him than that of kings.
She constantly dominates in his thoughts,
His feelings for her can not be fought.
She acts the lead role in his dreams,
Her love in his heart flows like the stream.


Her eyes melt him like ice,
Her lips never stop to entice.
Her thick breasts make him weak,
Her backside turns him into a freak.
Her walk keeps him watching all the way,
Her smile takes all his problems away.


She is the sun that turns his night into day,
She is the rain that washes his tears away.
She is his definition of beauty and affection,
The meaning of true love and compassion.
She is his special Angel sent from heaven,
And his fantasy becoming a reality.


© DK… September 09

My Unseen Lover

She is an unseen Lover,
But yet, I still love her.
She is my imaginary woman,
And I’m proud to be her man.
The reason I refer to her as my Angel,
Is because I don’t always get to see her.
Yes! I might not get to see her,
Yet, I still always feel her.
Even though I can’t touch her,
I’m still somehow connected to her.
I might be unable to perceive her sweet smell,
Yet, she appeals to my senses than I can tell.
Even though I can’t take her out on dates,
I am truly convinced we are soul-mates,
Because our hearts always communicates.


She’s not as far away as it seems,
Because I get to see her in my dreams.
All I have to do is just to close my eyes,
And right there she is, clear and nice.
Whenever I get so bored and lonely,
I fantasize about my one and only.
Although I don’t always get to see my lover,
But thanks to technology, I can hear her.
I stored her voice in my memory’s voicemail,
And replay it each moment my emotions fail.
How I wish my virtual lover can become real,
Look into her eyes and tell her how I truly feel,
Then go on my knees, and propose to her as I kneel.
Go ahead; call me a dreamer, messed up or delusional,
It still doesn’t change how I feel about my unseen lover.


© DK… September 2009

Her Eyes and Her Lips

She's got the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
She seats on the throne of my heart like a Queen.
Her eyes cast spells, & unfortunately, I got caught.
All my effort to fight her charm came to naught.
Each time I behold the fire in those beautiful eyes,
It charges me up and makes my temperature rise.
Only thinking about it gets me excited to my surprise.
When I see those eyelashes, my belly feels butterflies,
And in a second, I think about her more than twice.
She's got a unique flavour, and a special kind of spice.
The picture of those pretty eyes remains stuck in my head.
I even see them in my dreams, when I sleep in my bed.
Someone said my imagination is beginning to mess me up,
And that I seriously needed to wake up.
But I say if my imagination is the only way to make her mine,
Then what I will say is that... It's all fine.
If my thoughts is the only way to bring her close to me,
Then let it be.


She possesses the sexiest lips I've ever seen.
Every glance at it brings me one-step closer to sin.
I'm tempted to lock my lips with hers, without stopping,
Especially when she has that juicy lip-gloss popping.
I imagine me kissing those luscious lips,
With my hands on her childbearing hips.
If I had one wish, it's to give her a hot French kiss,
I'm sure that will bring so such pleasure and bliss.
Just the shape of those awesome lips turns me on,
Not to talk about the feeling it brings after the kiss is done.
I really will love to feel the warmth of those precious lips.
That would be more than enough for me than unzipping zips.
Someone thought I had lost my mind and had a problem,
Suggesting I needed an emergency attention to solve them.
If by me fantasizing is the only way I could have her,
They can call me sick, as long as I'm still gonna have her.
If only in my sweetest dreams is where we can be together,
Then don't wake me up, don't even bother.


(c) DK... April 2009

All Lies

Remember when I told you that I loved you,
I'm sorry Babe, that wasn't true, I lied to you.
Remember when I called you the most beautiful woman in the world,
I hope you didn't believe it, coz that’s the biggest lie in the world.
Remember when I told you were my dream come true,
That's only in your dreams, I lied about that too.
Remember when I told you that you were my one and only,
Sweetheart, you should have known I was lying.
Remember when I told you that you have gotten me under a spell,
You wish! I was only pretending, that was a lie as well.
Remember when I told you I couldn't get you off my mind,
I'm sure by now you can guess what I did... I lied!
Remember when I told you I wrote that sweet poem just for you,
It wasn't actually for you, I lied to you, that’s so not true.
Remember when I told you I could die for you,
How in the world could you have believed such a lie?
For the records, all the sweet things you ever remember me say,
They are all nothing but calculated lies.


To be honest, I really did not care.
I only told you what you wanted to hear.
Those times I called you sweet names like, my Love and my Dear,
It was only to put you in the right mood and gear.
And those times I whispered sweet words into your ear,
I was shooting my love into your heart like a spear.
My sweet words is my weapon,
I use it to turn any girl I want on.
My tongue is my most valuable tool,
It makes the girls happy and say I'm cool.
I am the master, or you can call me the Don.
It's not my fault that I'm every girls dream one.
But it is my pleasure to add you to my victims list.
Maybe sometime I should invite you all for a victims feast.
I'm sure if I count my victims, they will be more than three-score.
I know I'm a player and I always play the game hardcore.
If I only had one more truth to tell, guess what it would be...
It's that everything I've been saying all along is even a bigger lie.


(c) DK... May2009.

Finally Found (Concluding part of Still Searching)

I have finally found the woman of my fantasy,
She gives me so much joy and ecstasy.
She stimulates my body and mind.
Very patient, wise, honest and kind.
Makes me feel like I never felt before,
The one person I won't mind to die for.
She is God-fearing and righteous,
She's the one the bible calls virtuous.
The flesh of my flesh and the bone of my bone.
She gives me the happiness I had never known,
My partner through my journey in life,
The future mother of my children and my wife.
She reminds me so much of my late mother,
Coz she meets my needs one after the other.
I have finally found true love,
An Angel sent to me from above.
She's the queen of my heart,
My long searched missing part.


The bible says seek and you shall find,
Finding true love had always been on my mind.
But finally, I have found her,
And I don't want anyone else but her.
She's the best thing that happened to me,
In her arms is where I always wanna be.
I see her face wherever I looked,
This damsel has totally got me hooked.
I see her in my dreams when I sleep,
Coz she has eaten into me very deep.
She's like my disease and also my remedy,
She's like my weakness and also my energy.
She makes me feel helpless but I think I like it.
I have always had her and I never knew it.
I kept worrying searching everywhere,
But I'm happy to know that she's finally here.
She's here to stay with me forever,
The search is over, now I have joy like a river.


(c) DK... May2009.

The Queen of his Heart

She is a strong and powerful Queen,
Her kingdom is right within a heart,
The heart of a helpless human being,
On the throne of his heart she sat.


She sat comfortably and elegantly on the throne,
Dictating everything that goes on with authority,
She took charge and made the throne her own,
No one could question her, none had the audacity.


He used to be like a wall of brick,
But the Queen has made him weak.
She's got his control in her hands,
He just has to obey her commands.


Who shall deliver this helpless and hopeless man?
Who shall save him from this great Queen?
Who shall undo the charm of the powerful woman?
Who shall set him free from the bondage he's in?


She dictates the tune to which his heart beats.
He knows he's under a spell, but he likes it,
He knows he's in bondage, but he loves it.
He says she is the only one the crown fits.


Therefore, she vowed, never to break his heart,
Because his heart is her heart,
She promised to take care of his heart,
As long as she remains the queen of his heart.


(c) DK... June2009

Because I’m in Love

Could it just be because I’m in love,
That I can no longer sleep at night?
I keep rolling and turning like I’m in a fight,
Staying awake from twilight till broad day light.
All through the night, it’s her name I recite,
Nothing else feels right, if I don’t have her in sight.
Maybe If I could dream about her, I would be alright.
I wish I could sleep so I could dream, but I simply can’t.
I kept wondering why this was happening to me,
Until realized, it was because I’m in Love.


Could it just be because I’m in love,
That I have virtually no appetite to eat?
Just looking at her, satisfies me more than meat.
Whenever I see her, I feel a sensation of heat.
She sets me on fire, that I can’t stand or seat.
I admire everything about her from her head to her feet.
I’ve not been the same ever since the love fire was lit.
It was then I realized that without her, I’m incomplete.
I kept asking myself the reason this was happening to me,
Then I found out, it was because I’m in Love.


Could it just be because I’m in love,
That I can no longer think straight?
It’s like my heart and my head can’t just cooperate.
My memory acts like that of a computer out of date,
I feel somewhat like a system in its crashing state.
Maybe it’s my inexperience, getting in the game late.
Lately, I’ve been wondering what will be my fate,
Now that I have finally opened up my hearts gate.
Surely, I know the reason why I feel this way,
It’s because I’m in Love.


© DK… July2009

What Makes a Man

What makes a man is not the quantity of beer he can take,
It is not the number of rules he can bend or break.
What makes a man is not what he smokes into his head,
Not the amount of women he is able to get into his bed.
What makes a man is not the designer clothing he wears,
Not his ability to hide his emotions and withhold his tears.
What makes a man is not the kind of car he drives,
Not the type of guns he carries around, or his knives.
What makes a man is not the figures on his account at the bank,
Not the job he does, the company he works, or his rank.
What makes a man is not his ability to get angry,
It is not how fierce he can explode with fury.
What makes a man is not the value of the property he possesses,
It is not the tall, built and sexy body he possesses.
These are not what makes a true man.


What makes a man is not what you on the outside,
But rather, the stuff he his made of on the inside.
What makes a man is a good heart,
It’s a quality character that sets him apart.
A good sense of purpose and responsibility,
His will to make the best of every opportunity.
The Spirit that keeps fighting and never gives up,
The self disciple and integrity to get him to the top.
The love and commitment he gives to his family,
The ability to protect and care of his own.
The positive changes he gets to make,
And the position he stands with his maker.
The true test of a man is in the times of crises,
Most importantly it’s his report from his woman.
This is what makes a true man.


© DK…. July20009.

Someone like Me

I know I have said this many times before,
I know I promised never to do it anymore.
I never wish to hurt the one woman I adore,
Please give me one more chance before you shut the door.
I beg you not to slam my heart on the floor.
If you leave me, my heart will permanently become sore.
You know with you I’m nothing, and completely poor.
You are the only girl in my heart’s core.
Baby, I can not live my life without you.
If you could see my heart, you would know it’s true.


I’m very sure I’m not hearing this for the first time,
I have to ask if loving you is regarded as a crime.
You keep singing the same song over and over again,
But the only thing you constantly bring to my life is pain.
There is nothing you do better than drive me insane.
The hurt you cause me, my words can not explain,
You took so much tears from my eyes,
And now you do what you love to… Apologize!
Boy you take advantage because you know I love you,
Even though you beat me up black and blue.


What makes you think this time is different from the previous,
He does not respect you, isn’t that obvious?
For how long do you intend to live in this vicious circle?
You & I know that for him to change, you would need a miracle.
Stop deceiving yourself that everything will be alright,
And find someone else who would treat you right.
Someone who knows how to carefully treat a lady,
Someone who would take care of you like his baby.
Someone who would change your opinion about guys,
I mean someone like me.


© dk... August 2009

Don’t call me Brother

Do not call me your brother,
I know all the children of my mother.
I don’t think I need anymore sisters,
My father already has enough daughters.
I don’t want anymore siblings in my life,
Instead, I would rather have a wife.


Yes, Just like I love my sisters, I love you.
But yet, it’s a different kind of love I have for you.
A love that allows petting and caressing,
A love that permits passionate kissing.
A romantic love with intimacy,
That will leave me at your mercy.


Don’t be offended, I’m not looking for trouble,
Its just that I fell you and I could make a good couple.
I come close to you, because I find you attractive,
I wanna pick a clue, that’s why I’m always attentive.
The reason I keep trailing you, is your killer backside,
I told you it was ladies first, but I lied.


Why can’t you just be my bride?
And stop taking me for a ride.
I beg you to let the brother thing slide,
So that you can be my joy and pride.
Let’s end playing this formal game,
And start seeing each other as one and the same.


Please, don’t call me your brother,
It would sound better if you changed that to your lover.
I beg you to stop calling me your blood,
It would be better if you made me your lord.
I would like to ask for this favour once more,
Don’t call me brother anymore!


© DK… August 2009

Seed of Love

Inside a seed great potentials lies,
But if not properly taken care of, it dies.
For this unlimited potential not to spoil,
The seed should be planted on a good soil,
It should also be planted in the right season.
All these factors are considered for a reason.


After planting, you have to nurture you seed.
You should provide it the water it would need,
Clear up its perimeter, and make it free of weed.
It requires lots of efforts and sacrifice indeed.
But the scripture says whoever sows in tears,
Would surely return reaping in joy.


After a period comes the time of harvest,
A time that proves you passed the test.
A time of total joy and fulfilment,
A time to seat and access your achievement,
A time to count your blessings,
And enjoy the fruits of your labour.


Love can be likened to a planted seed.
Planted on the soil of a human heart.
Watered with emotions and passion,
In an atmosphere filled with compassion,
Weeding of with trust, openness and honesty,
And sacrificing time, money and energy.


I will nurture my seed of love so it doesn’t die,
I know that at some point, I will get hurt and cry.
But I don’t really mind to pay that for a price,
And give everything and even more as a sacrifice.
For I know that in due time, I will reap the fruit,
The sweet fruit of my seed of love.


© DK… August 2009

I Could

Who says dreams don't come true?
I am here to prove that wrong to you.
Who says fantasies can't turn out to be real?
I can show you how to enjoy the thrill.
I know the kind of man you've always dreamed about,
That bodyguard that can protect you when you go out.
Your prince charming ridding on a white horse,
Defeating his enemies chariot with his strong force.
That handsome man with the long flying hair,
With a pair of sexy blue eyes and that manly voice.
Intimidating with his presence on sight,
Got his eight packs intact, firm and tight.
That tall, strong, muscular and dominating man,
Your superhero just like batman and superman.
The one you can feel safe in his strong arms,
Whose broad chest will be your personal pillow,
Where you can lay your head on and sleep all night.
Isn't that the description of your dream Mr. Right?


Now take a good look at me,
And tell me what you see.
Definitely not your horse ridding prince charming,
Its not your blue eyed, long flying haired dream guy.
Yet still, I know I could be your hero,
I can give you action, better than Zoro.
I might not be very tall and intimidating,
But I know I'm tough and when required, dominating.
I might not have eight packs on the outside,
But I got more than sixteen packs on the inside.
From the inside, I am built solid and strong,
With me, I know you will never go wrong
I could be your umbrella,
I could cover you and give you shade,
I could protect you and keep you safe,
I could be that fantasy and dream guy,
I could make you tell that dream goodbye,
And I could be your dream come true.


(c) DK... May2009

The Adventure of a Depressed Man 2 (The concluding part of The Adventure of a Depressed Man)

He vowed that he would fight,
Until everything became alright.
He promised that no matter how long,
He would battle and be strong.
Knowing that no matter the darkness of the night,
The morning always brings light and delight.


Now his victory has finally come,
He has captured his enemies' kingdom.
He has eventually won the battle,
He has locked the offenders in a bottle.
Depression is now a story of the past,
He has broken forth with a blast.


He is no more weak and inferior,
He now stands tall as a conquering warrior.
No more evil intentions and aggression,
Coz, he is now blossoming with passion.
No more frustration and depression,
Coz, he has gotten love and affection.


Good things still happen to people who wait,
Remember that for every challenge, there is an expiry date.
Tough times don't last but tough people do, take it in good fate
And know that the bigger the challenge, the greater the glory,
I hope you had a good time reading the story,
And the adventure of a depressed man.


(c) DK... May2009.

The Pen and the Writer

As I hold my pen in my hand,
It paints a picture of the position I stand.
It reminds me that man was made from the sand,
And only given the privilege to dominate the land.


God created everyone for a special reason,
And gave us all we need to bear fruits in season.
God has made each person for a purpose,
A purpose that no one but him knows.


Just like a pen in the hands of a writer,
So are we, in the eyes of the father.
As the writer uses his pen to write his story,
Likewise, God needs to use us for his glory.


The writer needs his pen to express his wisdom,
And the father needs us to expand his kingdom.
Just like the pen can't write anything all alone,
We also can't fulfil our purpose on our own.


We are an emblem of his grace,
We are made to show forth his praise.
We can't afford to fail him and be a disgrace,
We have to stand up and take our rightful place.


This is my sincere prayer,
To be a useful instrument in the hands of the Maker,
There are different kinds of vessels in a great house,
But I wanna be a vessel unto honour in God's house.


Say this little prayer from your heart,
Tell him, Lord I give you all my heart.
If you can use anything Lord, you can use me,
Use me so great that the whole world would see.


Always remember that you are his workmanship,
Created in Christ Jesus for good works.
Just like the pen in the writer's hands,
We are nothing but instruments in God's hands.


(c) DK... June2009

The Able God

Here is a little write up to show you that God is more than ABLE


He rules over the world and he's honourable,
His words are powerful and undisputable,
His works are nothing short of remarkable,
His ways unlike ours, are unpredictable,
His laws are commands, and unquestionable,
His glory is awesome and indescribable,
His presence is daunting and formidable,
To him alone will every life be accountable.


For every situation, he is applicable,
In times of need, he is dependable,
Whatever your request is, he is capable,
Talk about trust, he his always reliable,
He is ever strong and never vulnerable,
He stands the test of time, coz he's durable,
He is in a class of his own and untouchable,
He will forever remain God, never replaceable.


He made me beautiful and adorable,
He makes me know I'm special and loveable,
For all my blessings, he is the one responsible
He takes care of me and makes me comfortable,
When I'm hungry, he puts food on my table,
He planted my feet on the rock so I would be stable,
He lifts me up when I'm down and miserable,
He bails me out even when I should be held liable.


For reference, he is surely recommendable,
He is unbreakable and indomitable,
With him by your side, you are unstoppable,
With him fighting for you, you are unbeatable,
With him, all impossibilities become viable,
With him, nothing will be unachievable,
Nothing else in this world is more valuable,
Than a relationship with him, which is always profitable.


He is much more than ABLE!


DK... June2009

Another Chance

Opportunity they say only comes but once,
True, but not for the truly repentant ones.
Another opportunity is the chance we plead,
To correct all the previous wrongs we did.
A second chance is what we claim to need,
In order to sow a new and better seed.


Yesterday's errors have already been done.
Unlike the computer, life's mistakes can't be undone.
Worrying over what could have been is never fun.
The pain of regret hurts like the shot of a gun.
It always gets to one, no matter how fast he can run.
Take a second chance; I can hear God offering you one.


As long as there is life, there is always another chance,
A chance to turn the guilt and shame into a joyful dance.
A chance to let go of the tormenting pain,
And turn the pain of regrets into a positive gain.
A chance to erase every bad record and stain,
A chance of a new beginning to start all over again.


There is no past so dark that can't produce a future that is bright.
There is no one so bad that can never do something right.
There is no vile sinner that can't be saved,
There is no sin too big that can't be forgiven.
There is no one so lost in life that can't be found.
But how shall be continue in sin and expect grace to abound?


Thank God for another chance to make things better,
For the chance to make right an experience that was bitter.
Your past may have been so rough and messy,
But thank God for his ever enduring mercy.
People might have called you a shame and a total disgrace.
But you just thank God for another chance through his saving grace.


(c)DK... May2009.

The Story of the Hustler

Laying on the roadside on a cold winter night with no bed,
After the several tears he has had to shed,
Having so many crazy thoughts in his head,
He was even thinking he would have been better dead.
Reading the bible and trying hard to believe as he read,
Convincing himself to trust what the word of God has said.


He read the verse... "All things work together for good"
He thought... what good comes from a hustling in the hood?
Fighting for survival, not knowing how to get his next food,
Trying his best to make sure life does not strip him nude,
He's been hustling and struggling since his childhood,
Wishing he could be happy, but he's never in the mood.


Looking out to the left and right, east and west,
Longing for when his soul would eventually find rest,
When he would be treated like a special guest,
And be at peace like a bird in it's nest.
This has turned out to be the goal of his quest,
So he decides to return to God with a greater Zest.


God answered and said it was now his time to manifest,
That all he has been through in his life was a character test,
A test to bring out in him nothing but the best.
Right now, its time to rise and suck king's breast,
The time to put on dancing shoes and praise vest,
And testify that God is faithful, with his hands beating his chest.


(c)DK... May2009

Disappointments

His life is full of shame and pain,
He can't think of a sunshine after the rain.
Between his dreams & reality is a tall fence,
Nothing in his life seemed to make sense.
He knew this was far from his bargained lot,
What God had promised wasn't what he got.
Every dream he felt he had was blown away,
But I know he will still have a good testimony to say.
Because he's breakthrough is already on the way,
He just has to keep his faith in God and pray.


We experience disappointments in life everyday.
It's a natural feeling when things don't seem to go our way,
But the way to handle it is ours to decide,
The weak and foolish ones think suicide,
The strong and wise ones use it as a motivation,
Like a stepping stone for elevation.
Things will not always go right,
Even the sky is not always bright.
Life may have beaten you down to the point of dying,
But as long as there is life then there is hope, just keep trying.


Snap out of every depressed state,
God will come through for you and he's never late.
He has your future planned out before him on a slate,
He will surely renew your strength if you trust him and wait.
He will make a way where there seem to be no way,
He will turn your dark night into a brand new day.
For everything in life, there is a time and season,
And everything in life happens for a reason.
From every disappointment, learn a lesson.
Because every disappointment is a blessing.


(c) DK.... March2009

First Timer

There is always a first time for everything, they say.
New and Fresh challenges come around everyday.
The strength to overcome them is the prayer we pray,
As well as the grace to do things right and not go astray.


A first time always comes with a big price to pay,
You might not be able to easily find your way.
It takes so many preparations, efforts and less play,
It's like having your beautiful blue sky turn grey.


A first time is a test that takes you out of your comfort zone,
Leaving behind everything you are used to and always known.
Placing new hurdles before you to strengthen your bone.
Its also a time another part of you is revealed and shown.


I'm trying to imagine what my first shot at love will be like,
Will it be as difficult as my first experience ridding a bike?
Will my nerves just as usual get the better of me?
Or will my confidence shine through for her to see?


Will my inexperience be the cause of a downfall?
Or will my genuine heart and passion stand tall?
How many blunders will I end up committing?
And how many details will I end up omitting?


After all, I believe loving shouldn't be a crime,
And even if I blow my chance and fail the first time,
I would still have gained experience for the next time,
By then I will be at my best, ready for the prime time.


Although first time always has its negative effect,
I believe true love makes imperfection, perfect.
Yes, I know and agree that I'm very shy,
But I won't be too scared or too shy to try.


(c)DK... April 2009

Seven Years Without You

It’s now been seven long years,
Long done with the pain and the tears.
With each year, my broken heart is getting better healed,
And I'm getting used to your vacant space that can't be filled.
Although there might not be tears in my eyes anymore,
My wounded heart still remains very delicate and sore.
I really don't wanna complain,
But it hurts that the scar will always remain.
I don't know if I should call it the past,
Or the past that will always last.


I remembered when I kissed you and said good-bye,
Never knew I would never again get chance to say hi.
It all happened like a dream,
I didn't know if I should cry, be calm or scream.
You owned the most special place in my heart,
I never thought or imagined anything could tear us apart.
During my exams you would smile and say good luck,
The sound of that makes my confidence as solid as a rock.
You were my greatest inspiration,
And being like you was my aspiration.


I know that one day we will see again face to face.
I believe you have only been moved from this phase to a better place.
A place where there is no more sorrow, sickness or pain,
Wearing a white robe like the angels, having no blemish or stain.
Rejoicing with the angels in the brightness as of the sun,
And beautifully smiling down at your dearly beloved son.
Someday we will be together again, and all we have lost, we will re-gain.
Until then, I will continue to cherish the moments we spent together,
I am so honoured that God gave me a saint like you as a mother.
Seven years without you have only been possible by God's love and grace.


In loving memory of my late beloved mother,
Omolara Aderenle Akintokun-Shittu
(April 19 1952 - Feb. 15, 2002)
May She continue to rest in the bosom of the Lord.


I LOVE AND MISS YOU LOADS!!!


(c) DK.... Feb2009

The Mystery of Death

I lay in my bed and ponder,
The mystery of death makes me wonder.
What would people say about me if I die?
What would happen when I tell this wicked world Good-bye?
Will people be happy and laugh, or would they cry?
Will my tribute be the truth or a lie?
Will people take it as Gods will, or will they ask God... Why?
How much positive impact would I have made?
How many encouraging words would I have said?
How many lives would I have touched?
What kind of memories will I leave my loved ones with?
Which of my friends will never forget me?
Would I have fulfilled my calling,
Or would I be like a soldier fallen?
Yesterday is history, its only today we know.
No one knows what will happen tomorrow.
But I believe my tomorrow is safe in the hands of God.
I'm only using this as a wake up call and a reality check.


I wonder what will happen when I'm no more around.
When my spirit returns to God, my body to the ground,
And my soul is reserved, judgment bound.
When below the ground is where I would be found.
In the cold grave, completely silent with no sound.
Being translated into the world of the spirits,
Living in the darkest place of darkness,
In a place of isolation and loneliness.
Awaiting the day of judgement,
When my God will come with the sound of the trumpet,
And seize the keys of Hades and death.
He will lift me out of that dark place,
And the light of hope shall shine forth from his face.
Then, I will be caught up with him in the sky,
And mount up with wings and fly.
My body will be transformed and made incorruptible,
And death will have no more power over me.
For my God has swallowed up death in victory.


(c)DK...April2009

Whoever It Fits

There is an old wise saying,
That one man's meat is another man's poison.
Meaning that what works for one man,
Doesn't necessarily have to work for the other.
Because I do hate something,
Shouldn't make you hate the same thing.
Because someone is your enemy,
Doesn't automatically make them my enemy.
Every matured person should have a mind of his own,
And is expected to make decisions as one who is full-grown.
Even though I call you my best friend,
Our tastes and desires don't always have to blend.
Although a set of twins were born on the same day,
Their journeys through life don't always take the same way.
What isn't good for you, still might be good for me,
You don't have to deprive me of it, let me be.
Why shouldn’t I be able to have it, if you don't want it?
Whoever the hat fits, Let him wear it.


There is another old wise saying,
That one man's trash, is another man's treasure,
Don't deprive yourself good, because of another person's pressure
You shouldn't displease yourself, just for a selfish friend's pleasure.
Because you refused and bluntly said No,
Doesn't mean I also have to say so.
Because you claim you don't feel a thing,
Doesn't mean I can't feel something.
Everyone has his or her own life to live,
Living to please someone else will only make you grieve.
After all, you are not even blood-related,
So there is no need to make a minor issue complicated.
Some people say," if I don't, then they shouldn't",
Don’t be deceived, it’s not love, it’s selfishness and envy.
What might not look right to you, might just be right for me,
Don't discourage me because we differ in what we see.
If you don't want it, then I won't mind having it.
Whoever the shoe fits, Let him wear it.


(c) DK... April2009

Is this it?

Some say it is know and felt at first sight,
Others say it has to take time for it to be right,
Some say it causes sleepless nights,
Others say it triggers a beautiful dream,
Some say it makes your heart beat fast,
Others say it calms your tension,
Some say it makes you loose control,
Others say it puts you in check,
Some say it is the best feeling ever,
Others say it is the worst feeling yet,
Some say it is simple, natural and easy,
Others say it is complicated and can't be fully understood.
What would you say?


Some believe it is real,
Others believe it doesn't exist,
Some believe it is only a game,
Others believe it is a matter of life & death,
Some believe it is blind,
Others believe it is a eye opener,
Some believe it makes the strong weak,
Others believe it makes the weak strong,
Some believe nothing breaks a good heart like it,
Others believe nothing heals a broken heart like it,
Some believe it should be sought after,
Others believe it will always find you out.
What do you believe?


As for me...
I felt it when I first saw it,
It causes me sleepless nights,
It makes my heartbeat race,
It is the worst feeling I ever face,
It tortures me all the time,
It makes me loose control of myself at times,
Very complicated, can't even explain with my mouth,
Just can't seem to figure it out,
However, I remember my mama warned me about it.
IS THIS IT?
Is this LOVE that I'm feeling?


(c) Dk… Dec2008.

Did someone ask where the good Brothers @?

I once heard someone say,
That all the good brothers are either unborn, married or gay.
That comment made me burst into laughter,
But then I wondered thereafter:
How would people open their eyes wide,
And still not see the treasures that surrounds them on every side?
Or how will one be taking a bath in a river,
And still keeps complaining of cold over and over?
They go about fooling themselves,
Instead of checking themselves.
They blame people and situations for their stupidity,
And find excuses for their insecurity and incapability.
When all they needed to do was to change their mentality,
And begin to take responsibility.
I can't sometimes imagine the way some people think,
And how bad their thought stink.
It's such a pathetic case,
Such people should in shame cover their face.


There are still good brothers out there,
They are not even hard to find coz they are everywhere.
There are still virtuous women,
And there are still good men.
So stop giving lame excuses to make yourself feel better,
I will tell you the simple truth, even though it's bitter.
I know I might get on some nerves with this note,
And some will get angry, that they'll feel like calling me a goat.
Who says there are no couples happily married?
That's ignorance, they need to get that thought buried.
The fact that you don't have one, doesn't mean there is none,
You might have experienced a lot of things, but definitely not everything.
Your lifestyle most of the time determines the kind of people you attract,
Your attitude tells a lot about whom you get.
Here is a little assignment,
Do a sincere self-assessment.
Then you might be able see why you don't seem to find that good brother.
Here is the wisdom to give you your needed freedom.


(c) DK 2009

Colour Of Love

One question that keeps coming in my heart is this,
What colour can we say Love is?
WHITE?
White is Godly, White is Pure,
So is Love.
BLUE?
Blue is Hope, Blue is Peace,
So is Love.
GREEN?
Green is Life, Green is Natural,
So is Love.
RED?
Red is Spiritual, Red is Powerful,
So is Love.
BLACK?
Black is Beautiful, Black is Tolerant,
So is Love.


So then,
Whenever you see the soft White snow,
Know that it is a divine Love show,
Whenever you see the beautiful Blue sky,
Get on the wings of Love and fly,
Whenever you see any beautiful Green leaf,
Remember that to Love is the reason you live,
Whenever you think of the importance of your Red blood,
It is important to let your Love flow like a mighty flood,
Whenever you close your eyes to sleep and you see Black,
Dream about the ones you Love and don't sleep blank.
Love has more meaning than every colour,
Expressing it doesn't take much labour,
It doesn't hurt to do one another this favour,
You should take care of the person next to you.
Take a quick look around you,
Everything you see speaks something about Love.
Everything is Love,
And Love is everything.


(C) DK… Dec2008

Loving and Being Loved

Loving and being loved are two very different things,
Being loved is a deep craving in all human beings.
But sometimes, you have to choose either to be the one to love,
Or to be the one to be loved.


He loves her like his eye,
But she says she doesn't feel anything for him and she won't lie.
He adores her and worships her like a god,
Like his life is tied to her with a strong cord.
She says he is not her kind,
And it is better for him to take her off his mind.
She says her heart longs for someone else,
The someone that is in love with someone else.
He made her understand he would do anything,
And he is ready to give his everything,
But to her, he means absolutely nothing.


I don't understand what more a person could dream of,
When you have someone who loves you and can die for you.
You keep shunning him off,
And keep going after someone who gives no shit about you,
Oh what a big shame,
People who do that always end up having themselves to blame,
Follow not only your heart but also use your brain,
And enjoy the true love showered on you like rain.
By giving him a chance, you are giving yourself one,
You will be glad you did, after all is said and done,
As his love brightens up your life, like the shinning of the sun.


This is my submit,
It feels a lot better to give the chance to be truly loved,
Than to live a lifetime with someone else, fighting to be loved
I would rather chose to be loved any time,
Than be the greatest fool for love of all time.
I would rather be someone's hero,
Than present myself to another as a zero,
I would rather mean everything to a person,
Than suffer meaning nothing to another as a lesson.
No one expects you to love him at first sight,
That's not what makes love right.
Love is not just a feeling or reaction,
It is a decision.


© DK … JAN 2008

Perfection

Yes, I might not be as rich as Bill Gates,
I might have power like the president of the United States,
I might not be as eloquent as Obama,
Or made history like Osama,
I might be as handsome as Chris Brown,
Or funny as a circus clown,
I might not be as tall as a basketball player,
Or as calculated like a chess player,
I might not have a mother,
And, I might not have it all perfectly together,
But one thing I have done is fallen in love with you,
True love makes imperfection perfect,
You and I coming together with affection,
Is what I can refer to as…
PERFECTION.


(c) DK… Nov 2008

Your Loss, My Gain

There is a common saying of old,
That all that glitters is not gold,
The girls want the tall, funny and cute guy,
The boys want a girl that is fly,
They all forget that beauty is not all about looks,
It's not even about what you read in the books


Girls go for the handsome guy,
Who always makes them cry,
Then they say all guys do nothing but lie.
Guys go for the cutest honey,
Who ends up taking all their money,
Then they conclude that all girls are phoney.


Why are you so hurt when they cheat?
Did you think you could eat your cake and have it?
The same charm of there's that got you,
Got so many other greedy ones like you.
That's the price you have to pay for your greed.
Remember when I professed to you, you disagreed,


Since the time you resisted,
I made myself forget that you existed,
I have since found someone real,
Who truly cares about me and how I feel,
You said if I meant it, I would have held on,
Too little, too late, I've already moved on.


You don't have to be anyone's stepping stool,
You don't have to be anyone's play tool,
Don't let anyone make you look like a fool,
You are way too cool,
No one should make you feel bad, just to make themselves feel better,
Not anymore.... Never!


(c) DK… Jan 2009

My Weakness

I can’t seem to get sleep anymore every NIGHT,
Because your beauty keeps displaying in my SIGHT,
Your thought in my mind is so clear and BRIGHT,
Despite the darkness of the NIGHT,
I decided to see it as a weakness I had to FIGHT,
But it was too strong, far beyond my MIGHT,
Now it’s putting me in a corner so TIGHT,
Did I fall in love? Maybe I just MIGHT,
Because every other thing didn’t just seem RIGHT,
I picked my pen and started to WRITE,
To pen the state of my mind in black and WHITE,
Suddenly the heaviness began to feel LIGHT,
And my attitude to it switched like turning on a LIGHT,
That I feel I am ready to climb the HEIGHT,
Or even if required grow wings for FLIGHT
Just to let you know how truly I FEEL,
And that my love for you is REAL.


(c) DK… Oct2008

The New and Improved Me

While others were kissing and romancing,
I was there thinking and reminiscing.
While they were busy going in and out of relationships,
I was busy riding on the preparation ship
When they choose to go on the fast lane,
I was taking my time on the slow train.
They were blossoming with passion,
I was dealing with depression,
They were having so much fun,
I was having absolutely none
They said I was a fool,
But I knew I was in a school,
They said I did not know what I was doing,
But I believed I knew where I was going.
They said I was insane,
They say I don't have a game,
They feel I'm a big shame.


But in my soberness and sorrow,
I was building a better tomorrow
Knowing that through my discipline and pain,
I will eventually have it all to gain,
A better me,
That won't be easily defeated by the enemy,
I am not the boy they used to know,
I am a man, matured and set to show,
I have prepared myself in the valley first,
Now I'm out on the mountain to manifest,
I am now equipped enough,
I am built solid and tough,
I've got heart,
I've got game,
I'm hotter than ever,
I'm stronger than ever,
The new and improved me,
This is my special gift to you and the world.


(c) DK… Dec2008

I Proclaim

I Used to think that love was only the emotionally weak’s GAME,
That for it to happen to me, it will be a big SHAME,
Thinking I was too strong to fall for an idea so LAME,
For my ignorance I only have myself to BLAME.
Because in like a raging storm you suddenly CAME,
Setting up my heart with your love’s burning FLAME,
Which consumes me like a huge fire that I can not TAME.
Since then I have not been the SAME,
You have made me believe in love’s beautiful NAME.
I LOVE YOU and I PROCLAIM!!!


(c) DK… Oct 2008

What You Do

Just because I said I loved you
Doesn’t mean you have the right to frustrate me,
Just because I showed you how much I wanted you,
Shouldn’t suddenly make me an enemy,
Just because I asked for a relationship with you,
Isn’t a reason for you to start acting funny,
I only wanted to be truly loved by you,
Just like I was loved by my late mommy.
I had a dream of me holding hand with you,
Walking by the shore of the sea,
Some times I also imagine seating with you,
Having a romantic talk with a cup coffee or tea.
Every time I don’t hear from you,
I wonder... "where is she?"
I pray to get a call from you,
You can trust me to pick the phone before you count three,
And when I eventually get to see you,
I get so nervous, that I wanna pee.


You don’t have to make it so difficult for me to prove my love for you,
I don’t have to pay this unnecessary and unbearable fee,
I have told you time without number how much I loved you,
And I would do it again even if I have to go down on my knee.
If you ask me what I want from you,
I'll just easily say it’s your heart’s door key,
You sharply say I’m not good enough for you,
Never even gave the chance to know if we were meant to be.
I look through you,
And its something else I see,
I see my love hidden inside you,
And I wonder why you won’t set it free.
What would I do without you?
Your love stung me deep like a bee,
I believe I’m the perfect one for you,
I know you only hurt me just to see if I would flee,
But if you actually love me like I love you,
We shouldn’t be scared to try, Should we?


© DK 2009

My Lady and I

I remember when she told me she was my wife,
That I was everything she wanted in her life,
She said she was even ready to have my kid,
And meet every of my need.
She said she believes every word I say
And she was all mine from that very day.
She said she was my lady,
And she gave me her everything, including her body.
She said her heart was mine,
And we could go to court and sign.
She said we should go and take a shower together,
Since we were gonna be together forever.
I asked her if she realized who she was talking to,
Then she called my first name and my last name too.
Afterwards I knew the long fought battle was won,
And I’ve finally gotten my dream one.
Oh what a night time relief,
You will see the glory of God if you believe.


But to my greatest surprise,
After the awesome night and sunrise,
“Long time, where have you been?”… She said,
I replied, “I spoke with you last night and here is what you said”…
She said I was lying,
That she felt like dying,
She said it could only happen in my wildest dream,
Tears was beginning to drop down my face like a stream,
She said... “You are my brother,
I just can’t see you as a lover”,
She said she only had too much to drink,
That was why she couldn’t rightly think,
While she spoke,
My heart broke.
To think that I thought I had this won,
And now I have to go back to square one.
But, did the drink make her say what she didn’t mean,
Or she’s been actually thinking about me?


© DK Jan 2009

Tribute To Our Women

This one is specially dedicated to all the women in our lives,
Talk about our mothers, sisters, daughters, friends, girlfriends and wives.
They are the pillar that keeps us standing,
Their impacts in our lives are more than outstanding.
They stand by us through our struggles and pain,
They give us comfort from lives stormy rain.
They are the power engine that keeps moving us forward,
They make us look like the hero, even when should be called a coward.
They cheer for us even when we suck,
They tell us not to worry that we rock.
They encourage us all the way,
And when we get in trouble, they are the first to fall on their knees and pray.
We offend them a lot and make them sad,
We provoke them so much and make them mad,
But they still won't treat us bad,
They wont still mind to sacrifice for us everything they had.
Though we cause them so much headache,
They will still do anything for our sake.

Who says women are devils from hell?
To me they are like our guardian angel,
You are our priceless and undeserving gift,
Always there to give us the much needed lift.
Even in our most devastating mood,
You know just what to do to make us feel good.
You never mind to go the extra mile,
Just to brighten up our faces with a smile.
I cant imagine what this world will look like without you,
We are blessed to have you in our world and its true.
We might not have said it very often,
But we do love you.
We might not have shown it very often,
But we do appreciate you.
For every woman who has been hurt by a man, I sincerely apologize,
I hope this heals your heart and wipe the tears off your eyes.
This is my little tribute to our beautiful Queens,
I can't make you understand enough how much your love means.

Thank You.

(c) DK 2009

In Love with an Angel

There I was standing in awe and total insecurity,
Words can't describe the brightness of that city,
It was like the sun was brought down with all its intensity.
White was the only thing I saw all around me,
I didn't know when and how I fell to my knee,
And bowed my head to the earth.
I remained there, with my eyes tightly closed,
Reacting to brightness the blinding light had imposed,
That not even the darkest sunshades could suppress,
I honestly didn't know where I was, I could only take a guess.
This unexplainable view only reminded me of one place... Heaven!
Since I was already in the right position, I started to pray,
That the Lord should guide me, so I don't go astray.
Then suddenly, I heard a voice say onto me,
That as I have decreed, so shall it be,
He said, "Fear not, arise and see"


As I opened my eyes gradually, like one awoken from the dead,
And took my time as I slowly lifted up my head,
I saw a pair of foot, and made my way up slowly, to the head.
Behold, it was a beautiful creature standing before me,
I said to myself that she was an Angel, until I thought...
"Wait a minute, where are the wings?"
Then I summoned the courage to look at her beautiful face,
There she stood with love in her eyes, smiling back at me.
Then I boldly proclaimed... "This is Heaven",
And that "although she had no wings, she's still an Angel".
"She is the physical confirmation of my answered prayers".
But... dang! My Angel was so charming.
I was already falling in love with an Angel.
As I drew closer to her to give her a hug,
My phone rang and I woke up.
Oh Snap! I have only been dreaming all along.

(c)DK... April2009.

The Adventure of a Depressed Man

Feeling deserted and all alone,
Like in a world of his own,
A one-man army,
With the whole world as the enemy.
Camping in his own secret zone,
And living a life of the unknown.

Loneliness has become his best friend,
He's searching for a way to bring that to an end.
Loneliness knows him by his name,
Ending the long-term relationship is his aim.
Hoping that the lonely dark night cloud rolls away,
Ushering in the brightness of a brand new day.

Stretched far beyond his limit,
Taking him to his depression's zenith.
Right at his frustration's peak,
Overwhelmed until he became weak.
Dismantled and eventually crushed,
Hoping to be soon re-assembled and brushed.

Frustration arising,
Bitterness Increasing,
Pushed hard against the wall,
That was like the battle call.
Calling for the anger of a depressed man.
Better put on every defensive amour you can.

Since there is hope for a dead tree to live again,
Then I know he can be made whole again.
His past was full of so much pain,
But his future still remains bright.
He will be strong in this battle and fight,
Until everything becomes alright.

(c)DK... March2009.

Treading On a Familiar Path

It's like looking at the beautiful colours of the rainbow,
As captivating as viewing the whole world from your window.
A kind of picture that stays stuck in your head,
And even continues in your dreams as you lay on bed.
Ravishing beauty that alters your thinking,
The kind that captures all you attention without blinking.
But just as you are thinking of having her to yourself,
She suddenly transforms herself.
I have fallen for such beauty before,
So now, it's like I'm treading on a familiar path.

So pleasing to hear like the song of a nightingale,
So interesting to hear like a happy ending tale.
The sweet voice of the one you admire,
And the re-assuring words you desire.
Telling you how you occupy their thoughts,
And leading you on with her enticing words.
Just as your confidence is getting as solid as a stone,
She suddenly changes her tone.
I have heard those sweet words before,
So now, it's like I'm treading on a familiar path.

It's like the feeling you get as a kid playing in the rain,
The feeling of excitement that words can't explain.
An excitement that long after the rain, always remain.
The kind that takes you into the sky like an aeroplane.
You get the feeling that your dreams are coming true,
And that you found the special one for you.
Just as you are beginning to get comfortable,
She decides to turn over the table.
I have felt that attraction before,
So now, it's like I'm treading on a familiar path.

(c)DK... March2009.

No More Mr. Nice Guy

No More Mr. Nice Guy
I hear them say nice guys finish last,
Doubted it at first, but I now believe it at last.
Don't expect me to still ask how you are doing,
Don't think I wanna know how things are going,
Don't dream of me complimenting you that you are glowing,
Don't even worry about the new attitude I'm showing.
If you really wanna know why,
It's because I'm no more Mr. Nice Guy.

They say if all you can get is friendship, then you are a looser.
I'm beginning to understand that now because I'm wiser.
Don't think I will keep going out of my way,
Just for you to keep having your way.
Don't think I still care about everything you feel or say,
If you like, you can cry, swear, curse and do whatever you may.
Do you wanna know why?
It's because I'm no more Mr. Nice Guy.

How could sweet suddenly turn sour?
It might just be to stop being taken for granted from that hour.
I thought being nice should make one standout like a tower,
Instead, it is taken as a weakness and lack of power.
Don't think I will be your easy re-bound,
Don't expect that I pick you up again from the ground.
Let me tell you the reason why,
It's because I'm no more Mr. Nice Guy.

It's time to just be real and face reality.
It's time to take care of what looks like a liability.
Don't tell me about the unfaithfulness of your boy friend,
I don't wanna know how he cheated on you with your best friend.
I really don't care, really don't wanna hear,
Its not gonna do me any good, it wont take me anywhere.
I'm sure by now you already know why,
I'm no more Mr. Nice Guy.


(c) DK... March2009

Still Searching

Still searching for the woman of my fantasy,
The one who will give me my much-desired ecstasy.
That woman who would stimulate my body and mind,
The one who is patient, wise, honest and kind.
That woman that would make me feel like I never felt before,
The one whom I would not mind to die for.
That woman who is God-fearing and righteous,
The kind of woman the bible refers to as virtuous.
The woman who will bring excitement to my life and crib,
The one God specially created for me from my rib.
That woman who will walk with me through the storms of life,
The one who will be the mother of my children and my wife.
That woman who will take the place of my late mother,
The one to be by my side as we grow old together.
I'm still searching for my true love,
My angel sent to me from above.
The queen of my heart,
My other and better part.

I'm still searching for her,
Can someone please help me find her?
Does she live on this planet or in Space?
Is she on MSN, Facebook or Myspace?
What will I have to do to find her?
Where in the world would I find her?
When in time and season will I find her?
How would it feel when I finally get to see her?
Although I am desperately searching,
But the question is, will I even recognize her passing.
How much longer would I have wait,
I really need her to get me out of my present state.
My patience is running out fast,
But finding her will make this a note of the past.
I will climb the hills, walk the dessert and swim the oceans,
Just to find the special one that appeals to my emotions.
But if you know where she is, help me talk to her,
Tell her I'm still searching for her.

(c) DK... March2009.

Back With the Swagger

I can’t believe I let you do that to me,
But now I'm back to my right mind and not as I used to be,
How could I have made myself look so weak?
Just because of the love and affection, I seek.
I was sadly turned fragile like an egg,
So much unlike me, I was even made to beg.
Like Jesus, I was disrespected, but still meek.
Hoping for a chance that looks uncertain and bleak.
I watched myself go down and drown so deep,
Laid aside my self-pride and presented myself too cheap.
I esteemed you rather too high, which made your pride swell,
That was what gave you the confidence to give me hell.
It's not your fault though; I'll take all the blame,
At least, the blame is nothing compared to the shame,
I admit to have planted and nurtured in you that ego seed.
But now I'm taking back my rightful place with speed,
You in't got nothing on me no more,
Coz from now I'mma be running it hardcore.

What in the world was I thinking?
That I became a fool without knowing.
I wonder what I even saw in you in the first place.
I that never gave a damn about any girl nor look at her face.
Always got my stuff together,
And have sweet girls trail me wherever.
What do you think you have that gets so much into your head,
Giving you the confidence to hurt me and see the amount tear I shed.
You should be counting yourself lucky to have known a person like me,
And that you got to know me not for fortunes, but for free.
This big boy has now gotten his swagga back on,
With all those childish shawties, I'm done.
It's time to move on to bigger and better things,
Enjoy life and cherish the beautiful moments it brings.
You thought you had the control, but now the tables have turned,
You thought you got in my head, but I got your memories burned.
You won't find anyone like me no matter how hard you try,
For me, I'm finally free like a bird and I'm ready to fly.

(c) DK... March2009.

Reunited

This moment has been a few years in making,
You might find it unbelievable, but I know I'm not mistaken.
I remember very well where and how it all started,
But shortly afterwards, I lost contact with you and we parted.
I have always thought you were very beautiful,
And getting to know you would be wonderful.
I was thinking someday we would get to see,
But unfortunately for me, that did not turn out to be.
I consoled myself that we would meet again if it is God's will.
And then we would get to see and know each other well for real.

A couple of years after,
Several months of pain and anger turned into laughter,
As I watched you return at my life's most crucial time,
Just when was getting to my frustration's prime.
At a time I was only a step closer to a sad fall,
And I was just about loosing it all.
You were my much-needed divine intervention,
Your presence eliminated my evil intention.
This reassures me of how much God still loves and wants me,
Even though I might not have been where he wanted me to be.

Now you and I have been Re-united,
And I feel a fresh fire has been ignited.
Revealing how long I had been sighting you to you was a shocker,
It made you smile and call me a stalker.
You are the perfect answer to my prayer,
I don't need that to be told to me by a soothsayer.
I intend to keep you this time that I finally found you.
Because you are a woman of great virtue,
And my beautiful dream come true.
I love you.

(c) DK... Feb2009.

Diamond in the Mud

She was a nerd,
Worse than you've ever seen or heard.
She had huge glasses on her face,
It's a very pathetic case.
She had braces on her teeth,
She is the last person you would ever wanna meet.
She dresses like a granny,
Looked sickly and skinny.
Her hair looks frizzy,
Made her look really scary and freaky.
When she speaks, no one is attentive,
Coz she was far from attractive.

But 5years later,
She is the most sought after,
What you never imagined her becoming ever:
A classy diva,
As well as a hot model,
She looks like an angel.
Then she was a write-off,
Now she is a show off.
Then she was a monster,
Now she is superstar.
Life is more than what you see,
You never know whom people can turn out to be.

Seeing beyond the present is essential,
To discovering a hidden potential.
She might not look like your dream Queen now,
But with a little work and time she could make go... wow
Try to see in her what others don't see,
Then mould her into what you want her to be.
Finally then you can say she was specially made for you,
And see her as your dream come true.
Physical beauty is deceitful,
But a good heart makes anyone beautiful.
She might be covered with mud,
But she might just be a diamond in the mud.

(c)DK... Jan2009

One for the Girls

Girls

Why does a girl still front,
Even when you are the one she actually wants.
Why does she always pretend,
Like she doesn't know what you intend.
She says she is not interested,
Even when she knows you have gotten her heart arrested.
She insists she will rather be a friend,
But doesn't want your interest in her to end.
She makes you feel like you are a pest,
But when you don't call, her mind is not at rest.
She says you don’t have what it takes to be her lover,
But she actually dreams about you two being together.
She says she would have to go and think about it,
Although she already knows you are her best fit.
They make everything complicated and hard,
But if you walk away, they get really sad,
And they go all angry and mad,
After loosing the good chance they had.
Isn't this a wrong step they take?
Will I be justified to see them as fake?
Or would I be making a big mistake?
But why do they have to that for Gods sake?

This issue baffles me everyday,
So I asked some of them to hear what they had to say.
Some say its alright to be a little sassy,
Because it makes you look classy.
One said if you don't do that, you will be considered cheap,
And whatever you sow, you will definitely reap.
Another said, that's the only time they had the control over,
Because the moment the guy has you, he takes over.
But allow me to come out for real,
And tell you how I personally feel...
Being difficult is not the way out,
It will only make you end up loosing out.
Try all the pranks you possibly can,
Trust me, it still won't guarantee you a good man.
It is not everyone that knows how to play the hard-to-get game,
Remember, each person is different and everyone is not the same.
Being nasty is not being smart,
Still won't stop a guy who intends to break your heart.
Try to be smart, yet apply some wisdom,
And don't give yourself the chance to act dumb.
Act like one who is well mannered and cultured,
And don't forget to always act matured!!!

If you know you want it,
Go ahead and get it,
Before you end up loosing it.

(c) DK... Jan2009

A Little Tribute To Naija

Tribute to Naija


A land that flows with milk and honey,
Where it is always beautiful and sunny.
People here are interesting and funny,
The Life here is crazy; not for a dummy,
There is therefore no chance for slacking,
Because If you do, you will end up lacking.
In this crazy world you really have to be wise,
Else, in an hour, sharp guys will get you more than twice,
And of course you know that would not be nice.
You have to be really smart, or pay the price,
With tears dropping down from your eyes.
Unlike what they think, We are not all about fraud,
We just got that little extra smartness in the blood.
We can make everything a white man can make,
It's only unfortunate you might end up calling it fake.
But hey, to be honest... who cares?
We have been doing our thing for years.


Long before we ever had Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC).
We had been enjoying our Tasty Fried Chicken (TFC).
You call them bikes or motorcycles, we call them Okada,
And If you slack while driving, someone will yell "yo' fada"!
During Christmas, our kids don't care about carols and Santa,
Its gonna be fun as long as they have a Match-box and Banger.
The world rocks to Justin Bieber, Nicki Minaj and 2-Pac,
We party with Wizkid, Kokomaster D'banj and 2-Face.
We don't even understand Ice-Hockey and Baseball,
Just give us soccer and see; I mean the real football.
In most places you would rarely see traffic lights; hardly ever,
We use our special traffic police; we call them yellow fever.
Who needs those confused celebrities in Hollywood?
When we've got our very own stars in Nollywood.
Making the best of every situation from childhood,
That's how we roll in our hood.


A Tribute to my motherland...
GOD BLESS NIGERIA!


(c) DK... Jan2009