My Life

My Life has been full of ups and downs,
Joy and pain, Smiles and frowns.
One moment, I feel like a king with a crown,
And the next I’m being made to look like a clown.
So many challenges have come my way,
But, I glad I’m still standing here today.


I lost my mother as a teenager,
Leaving me with a lifetime scar.
A motherless children’s world’s newest stranger.
My mother who has been my inspiration thus far.
Never knew I was being taught how to trust God,
Now see what he is making of my Life.


I almost got thrown out of school,
Although everyone thought I was cool.
But to myself, I looked like a fool,
As I was drowning in depression’s pool.
Never knew it was setting me up for something great,
Now I stand here, proud to call myself a graduate.


I have had my hopes dashed,
I almost got my dreams trashed,
I thought my future had been smashed,
My self esteem and confidence had crashed.
Hopelessness, depression, desperation and fear,
I experienced it all, I have been there.


I have been through fire and passed through hell,
What my eyes have seen, my mouth can’t accurately tell.
There were times in my closet I have had to cry,
Times I felt it might be better to just die,
Times I thought I couldn’t take it anymore,
Living with a broken spirit and a heart that was sore.


But through it all,
My God has been faithful.
For Catching my every fall,
I’m forever grateful.
You make me stand confidently tall,
And made my life so beautiful.


© DK, November 09

Reason For Christmas Season

Seated in darkness,
Hopelessness & sadness,
Living with pains,
And bound with chains.
Soul deceitfully stolen,
Heart wounded & broken.
Dreams smashed & shattered.
Hope beaten & battered.


Destroyed beyond recognition,
Desperately needing restoration,
Wanting relief & consolation,
Crying out for salvation,
Hoping to find strength from within,
To save myself from this shackles of sin,
But have no power to set myself free,
Wretched, hopeless & helpless, that’s me.


As I sat there, I began to wonder,
Who could break my chains asunder,
Who can deliver me & give me hope,
Who can heal my heart & make me whole,
Who can rescue me from this stronghold,
Who is powerful enough & who is bold
Who can save me from this condemnation,
That I may escape eternal damnation.


Right there in the darkest hour of the night,
Suddenly shines a glorious bright light,
And in that light comes the king of kings,
With salvation & healing in his wings,
Hell’s gate was broken & my chains busted,
His light overpowered the darkness,
He saved me & gave me power over sin.
So I could have hope & life everlasting.


This is the Reason,
For Christmas Season.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

© DK, December 09

My Pillow

It’s a cold and snowy winter night,
I’m embracing my pillow so tight,
Wishing my pillow was you,
And my imagination was true,
As I twist & turn in my bed,
With the crazy thought in my head,
That my pillow would transform into you,
So I could squeeze you,
Just like I do to my pillow.
That would be a dream come true.


I’m so cold, I need some heat,
No! Don’t get the fire-place lit,
Your body is all I need to get me warm.
You got what I need so give me some.
You can consider me a big teddy bear,
And squeeze me tight without fear,
Let me hug you tight like my pillow,
Feeling both your body’s heat & tenderness,
That’s one special quality about you,
That my pillow will not be able to do.


Now I have your soft tender skin,
In contact with my hard muscular skin,
Your double D cup breast,
Rubbing on my well cut chest.
I don’t ever wanna let you off my sight,
Coz everything seems just perfect & right,
As I hold you to myself close and tight,
Turning a snow night into my dream night.
Then I realized I still had my pillow in my hand,
Damn! Did I just get carried away for a moment?


© DK, December 09

My Nasty Angel

I call her my nasty angel,
Assigned to bug me from hell,
She's different and one of a kind,
Her kind is rare and hard to find.
She's sweet but at times sassy,
She could be nasty as well as classy.
A crazy gurl that is unrepented.
Highly gifted and really talented,
She's got great lyrics,
Spiced with sweet gimmicks.
Her words are strong and very deep,
Carefully chosen and never cheap.
She's raw, rough and tough,
She always seems to have enough.
She is now facebook’s attraction centre,
No one else can stimulate people better.
An African both in the blood and bone,
Rock solid with a heart like stone.


I remember the time we first met,
Never knew how close we would end up to get.
Everything seems just like yesterday,
But now we have come a long way.
We have had our issues, no doubt,
But I'm glad we could work it out.
There is a silver line in every blue sky,
It's better to say the truth that hurts than to lie.
Friends disagree, not to make one another mad,
They do argue, but not to make each other look bad.
We both share something similar,
We both have something familiar.
Our jokes always bring a smile to my face.
I will keep those memories and won't let it erase.
You have a special place in my heart,
Nevertheless, I have to be on the alert,
Because you are also my worst nightmare,
But you know that you will always meet me right there.


Dedicated to NK Junior on her birthday (07/12/2009)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART.
Much Luv!


(c) DK,2009

The Butcher and the Surgeon

The Butcher and the Surgeon has something in common,
And that is the fact that they both cut.
The Butcher cuts to kill,
While the Surgeon cuts to heal.
After cutting up, the Surgeon will bind,
But the Butcher does nothing of that kind.
The Butcher has only his own interest at heart,
While the Surgeon has his patient’s interest at heart.
The Surgeon will show love, care and compassion,
But taking lives is a Butcher’s duty and passion.


Now here is the breakdown of my parable,
Your man is the Butcher, and I’m the Surgeon.
He only cares about what you can bring to his table,
But I genuinely love you with a passion.
He is selfish and doesn’t care about you,
But I am the one who truly loves you.
He loves you like a man would love his chicken,
Because it will eventually end up in a pot in his kitchen.
But I love you like a man loves his own eyes.
So don’t let him bamboozle you with his lies.


Now is the time to make a decision,
Either to choose the Butcher or the Surgeon,
Whether to choose the animal that maltreats you,
Or choose the gentleman that rightly treats you.
Either to keep enduring the torture and pain,
Or start enjoying true love showered like rain.
Now is the chance you have to make him an Ex,
And let him look elsewhere for the money and sex.
The Butcher or the Surgeon,
Which is gonna be your choice?




© DK, November 09

All Alone

It is so scary out here,
Total silence everywhere,
The dark clouds are rolling near,
My heart is gripped with fear,
I looked to my front and my rear,
But I found no one there.

Then I realised I was all alone,
And in a world of my own,
My next action is unknown,
Coz I’m in an unfamiliar zone.
I wish someone could call my phone,
And hear the trembling in my tone.

No friends, No family,
I feel really lonely,
This life isn’t just friendly,
It’s not treating me kindly.
Isolated like one in prison,
With no sense of time or season.

My heart is longing for someone,
But so far has found none,
My soul is seeking a trusted one,
But has been able to find no one,
Will this scary chapter ever be done?
Will this dark cloud ever be gone?

The darkness deepens,
The cloud thickens,
Depression threatens,
Leaving me heart-broken.
I don’t wanna be all alone.
I need somebody to survive!


© DK, November 2009

Assistant Boyfriend

Goodness! She is damn too pretty,
The perfect explanation of beauty.
While some’s favourite figure is 1,
She stands as a sexy figure 8,
Making all the other girl hate,
And a topic for the guys to debate.
Making them begin to deliberate,
On how to make their game elevate,
For a chance to take her out on a date.
But they all end up with the same fate,
She told them “sorry it’s too late,
This shawty already has a soul mate.
But if you want you can fall in line and wait,
Perhaps she might one day open up that gate,
But then the wait could be for eternity at this rate.”



Just take a look at her luscious lips,
And don’t you just love those giant hips?
Look at what she carries on her chest,
It looks like the double D sized breast.
She’s got it all in the right places; she’s just too fine,
If I can’t be her man, just let me be her concubine.
We can both enjoy her and not cross the line,
Her man can be the boss; I’ll be his assistant,
He takes off her top, and I’ll take off her pant,
He can be her king, and I’ll be his deputy,
When it comes to pleasing her, we can split the duty.
Now let me make you this genius proposition,
Tell your man I’m an ally and not an opposition
So Instead of waiting an eternity that will never end,
I’ll humbly take the position of an assistant boyfriend.



© DK, November 09

Created to Love You

I gave you everything I had,
Stood by you when the times were hard,
I cheered you up when you were sad,
Protected you like your bodyguard,
I treated you good when life treated you bad,
Because of you I was rude to my dad,
Just to please you, I made my mom mad,
I took you like my special joker and wild card,
You were the only thing I had that made me glad,
But now you wanna relegate me to the backyard?


I wish I knew what I could do to make you not leave,
If I was told you would leave me, I wouldn’t believe.
I sit here wondering what I may have done wrong,
We have been building this since we were very young,
I thought the bond we had was very strong,
I never knew I have been wrong all along.
But what did you ask that I did not do?
What did you request that I denied you?
Are you just gonna leave me and walk away?
Walk away with no explanations to say?


My face may be dry, but my heart shed tears,
Seeing that this is how it ends after many years,
Remembering your promises to always be there,
To always be there for me to care and to share.
You now leave me completely broken and in pain,
I don’t even know if I will ever be able to love again,
Because I already gave all my love to you,
But regardless, I will never stop loving you,
Until you return, I will keep waiting for you,
Because I was created to love you.


© DK, November 2009

Falling In Love

If love is truly overrated,
I would like to confirm it.
If loving someone is a risk,
Then, I would like to take it.
If loving someone brings pain,
Then let me go ahead and feel it.
If loving someone is a losing battle,
Then I am ready to go to war and fight it.
If loving someone is really impossible,
I am willing to go ahead a try it.


If falling in love is a game,
Then I wanna be a player.
If falling in love is a fairy tale,
You better make me a character.
If falling in love is a gamble,
Then I won’t mind being a gambler.
If falling in love is an offence,
Let them start expecting me in jail.
If falling in love is a sin,
Then let it take me to hell.


So many different love views I’ve heard.
Some people say that true love is dead,
But I believe as God lives, Love lives,
For God is love and love is God.
Love is very power and real,
There’s nothing it can not heal.
If you don’t know about it, give it a chance,
It will teach you how to do the happy dance.
Just try to love like you have never been hurt,
And cherish every moment you are in love.


There’s no loss in falling in love,
A good relationship gives you joy,
And a bad one give you experience.
The bible says there’s no fear in love,
For perfect love casts out all fears.
Your previous trial might have ended in tears,
But it always feels better to be in love, than not to.
There’s someone out there who needs your love to survive.
Beautify someone’s life while you are still alive,
For Love is a beautiful thing.


© DK… October 2009

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