Kandayia Ali Poems

You have give me a talent. A skill of my own. I know that it's not going to be easy, me doing this all alone. You said to me that if I did my part, you would meet me half way. Those are words I live by; I remind myself everyday. You have opened up doors and moved mountains. You've led me to the river of life, and allowed me to drink from its fountain.

Now, I give back to you, all the glory goes to my Father...
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I NEVER TOOK THE TIME TO THINK- THAT THE TIME IT TOOK TO THINK YOU HAVE SOMETHING, YOU ALWAYS HAD TO PAY A PRICE. NO MATTER DAY OR NIGHT, 'NOTHING IN LIFE IS FREE, ' IS WHAT PLAYED IN MY HEAD AT A CONTINUOUS RHYTHM. WRAPPED IN A SATIN COVERED BOX, IS HOW YOU WERE GIVEN...

TO ME? THIS CAN'T BE... SO MUCH POTENTIAL, AND ORIGINALITY, NOT TO MENTION YOUR SENSUAL MENTALITY. TREATING ME LIKE A BEAUTIFUL LINE FROM YOUR SELF WRITTEN POETRY... A PART OF YOU, I WISH I WAS JUST TO SEE AND BE ATTACHED TO- THE REST OF YOU... SOUNDS CRAZY? WELL BOO, YOU HAVE THE SKILLS THAT GIVE MY BODY CHILLS AND CURES ALL MY ILLS REPLACING THEM WITH THRILLS; YET YOU WERE DELIVERED TO ME, FREE..
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I awake to the sounds to the train moving across the tracks. Realizing that I cannot relax! Why? Because, by the time on my watch- I should have been just leaving the club scene- But instead, I'm here- in a room- dark- and serene... I get up to move finding that I'm bound- I panic- but I don't think I'm going to be found... Why? I'm handcuffed in this room- to a headboard- and no matter how loud I cry to the Lord.... There is only silence afterwards- no one else but me- This is a tragedy!

Who's gonna help me? I called on God, and he can't even hear me for the sound of the train- I don't know what else to do- am I going insane? Then I see him- that guy I smiled at; the one that offered me a drink. I remember me agreeing to receive his invite to talk- because I wanted to know who he was and how he thinks- I remember thinking to myself, how 'fine' he was, and how I could 'swing that' This is not the same man- his whole attitude has changed... He seems to be turned on by my pain- My head is spinning, I must be high, these cuffs are too tight- cutting off my blood supply! This is not what I expected- nor what I could ever see coming my way. He seemed like he only had the most intelligent things to say... Now his words are vulgar- threatening to cause me more harm- It's wet from a leaky ceiling- I'm finding it hard to keep warm...
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Just because you went that extra mile to make sure I stayed out
of trouble- When I was- you still stayed near- true to your
purpose- True to your being- your creation is a priceless design.
You are no match for anyone- and my love for you- reflects the
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Some days I just want to lay down and die! Why ask why? ? The
reason doesn't really matter. Why my thoughts are scattered and
I can't find- One thought that is not tied to another in my head.
Not being able to control my emotions, some days mean, some
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I've always wanted 2 have a chair that sat by a large window
alone off in the distance- a part of the house less traveled and
often times abandoned. I could see myself- sitting there during
the storms- day or nite- captivated by thoughts versus the sound
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Backed up in a corner- like- a wild cat in the ring. My battle
against all that oppose me, and as soon as I hear the ding- I will
come out with a monster swing. The rules were given before this
fight, but my opponent looked at me kinda' funny, so I just might
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I am WOMAN...

Born from His every thought; created from this Man's very hunger to feel complete. To bare His story, buried deep inside my womb; to give birth to His legacy and to stand firm in the face of Destiny's sometimes unforeseen, carnal minded calamities.
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