On my rectangular patches of what used to be a mattress
Lies afew kilograms of my 18 year old body
The aura around is calm
But my mind is disturbed
...
Sweet sounding song of the French flute
For you I have a long lasting lust
For you;
to Sing a song to sooth my soul
...
skin when on my embrace you stay...
Sitted on the banks, legs in the stream
...
When you hold my hand
And we kiss in the street
You believe that I'm yours
Locked in a box
...
I hear the footsteps from a far
The stampedes shake my heart
From the east, the red sun shows its glamour
The queues stretch far west
...
I sometimes tend to think of myself as over sarcastic and so I hide behind poetry to justify my criticism and sarcasm. I am that fake poet struggling to steal your attention and feed it to my social relevance. I could easily sing or make a painting for my thoughts, but no, I write. Not for my audience, not for a company, not for nothing. I write for me. If you don’t understand any of the poems in my page, chances are, you are not me… This blog contains weird thoughts from Jojji Kaka.)
Voyage In The Sea Of Pain
On my rectangular patches of what used to be a mattress
Lies afew kilograms of my 18 year old body
The aura around is calm
But my mind is disturbed
I look around the corners
Darkness is slowly fighting for its place
With my candle light
Rain drops start splattering on the roof
Plum plum!
Like the days plums would fall on our tree house
In the back yard
But now covered by cobwebs
Cobwebs of uncertainty
The wind blows the pines in a distance
It blends into a sad rhythm
'tutaonana baadae'
The cavities of my tear glands,
Unable to supress the effect of the depression
Rupture in disgust
And Involuntarily gush out litres of tears
As I slowly rewind my ancestry days
Because I consider myself one
Of the days when everything was buoyant
When on blue waters id float
But the tale takes on another course
Down sank the titanic
On its maiden voyage
And in the same spirit......
Down sank my soul
And I slowly put out my candle
... And wonder into the night of nightmares
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