David Kinyanjui

The first time I saw her,
even though it was from afar,
she made me go gaga!
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I saw them in town,
they were two sitting down.
The big lady was beating drums,
Hum! de-dum! Hum!
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It happened so fast,
that I found myself in the past.
In a shake of a lambs tail,
I could only tell the tale.
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Lady of mine,
A precious jewel from the depth of a mine.
You are curved of a valuable stone,
that is tender to touch, soft in tone.
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You have blessed me abundantly,
Taught me that not all things are done abruptly.
As sure as the rising sun in the east,
You set a table for me in your feast.
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I have been dealt with cards,
Some have had me scarred.
It is not as if no one cared,
For that reason, I am not scared.
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He is slow,
This on him, is as white as a snow.
And so,
He might get a little late to reap what he sow.
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It was fools day.
And since it is only fools who rush in,
I held my horses, kept them at bay.
I did not consider that if I were to start I should begin.
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A story is told,
Of those that are bold.
The ones that are as strong as a stallion,
Who go out of their way to clinch the medallion.
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Life can be a gold ring on the snout of a pig,
Very precious, but good for nothing to a creature so big.
Ask a chameleon resting on a feeble twig,
To it, the rest is not a gig.
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All my dreams might not come true,
But I believe I will see some through.
Despite a cloud that hangs on me like glue,
I hope to see the sky blue.
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She is infinity.
A lady of great dignity.
She grows in opportunity.
She holds the values of humanity.
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When you are at sea,
You are not everyone's cup of tea.
Not everybody is rocking your boat,
Some might be in it to poke holes and gloat.
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When I was younger,
Before I knew a world of anger,
I thought love was a different package,
A gift well wrapped to withstand breakage.
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No one will hold up better for you child.
We will take your hand and raise you from the wild.
When that happens, appreciate it,
Your candle will always be lit.
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I remember the touch of her skin.
Would you be my queen?
I feel like asking,
And I, be your king.
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One day I will look at the spots.
I wont mean to see the nots,
my aim will be on the dots.
The ones that were my knots.
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Before you reach the end,
How far will you bend?
Will you crumble and break,
Or crack and make it as a wreck?
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When someone asks me what I love the most,
I always think of a world in which I am lost.
I don't mean where I wander,
But a place full of Wonder.
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I remember my literature teacher,
When she made contrast of a window and a shutter.
I had always thought their difference is the same,
That it was just in the name.
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