kennedy musyoka

Rookie (Nairobi)

Diamond In The Dark - Poem by kennedy musyoka

diamonds in the dark,
lacks all the worth that they inhert have,
a matchstick in ones hand,
priceless commodity to i trapped out there in the cold,
diamonds in the dark,
is what we have become if we have no one in our heart,
we are all full if love,
but what is it if we cant share it out,
a matchstick is at hand,
a slight light from it makes the diamond come to life,
sometimes what we need is a spark,
a small neglected action that makes everything worth,
the diamond when at hand,
in the dark you cant see the beauty that it has,
with a flash of a match,
we see its spendor and its beauty is spread out,
we need the matchstick when we are out,
brings warmth to a lifeless body to cope,
priceless in our hand,
a life giver a worth giver we always tend to ignore,
diamonds in the dark,
a loud cry for help in a room of dumbs,
diamonds in the dark,
fine painting to a class of blind,
what we want in life,
the small things that gives life its worth

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 18, 2012


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