Saturday, 29 June 2013

Reality

Truth is i am facing my reality that's
Why I am not lookin into the
mirrors,
I face my reality, perfection,
I cast against my yesterday deeds,
And that humble stage will be mine,
By the whims of fate, and time,
To roles of both success and happy
Energies.
However this daily annoyance
stands
Courageously reborn and sworn
To conquer its dreams and
War held as a promise to achieve.
I am not a drinker, but a great
thinker,
But if you think so, fill my drink up,
I don't wanna get sober,
"Perfection is achieved not when
there is
Nothing more to add, but when
There is nothing left to take away".
I have been a part of what all I met,
With my mouth I will greatly extol
The almighty; in the throng I will
praise him,
For your understanding of my
penmanship,
Its no wonder how I cant go to
sleep,
Just another pill to see how
My words arouses on you all
Whenever I stare through the
windows
Of this life,
Its the world heave onto my
shoulder
Breaking me into tears
And at times I feel like giving upon
it,
But, howabout those whom I
epitomise?
If I could, I would outstrech my
hand,
Though my hands are prickling,
But still, I can't startled the earth
down on you,
So, so combative til my last
'Cuz I got nowhere to hide you
From the reality, rather face it.
©Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas 2013

Friday, 21 June 2013

Myself, My Father, And My Son

For being a good friend, thank you,
I'd never knew that you're my horse
To ride on, and to look out on the
world
When I was desguised with the
mohawk,
Tryna walk the walk and talk that
talk
You see through my desguise,
You did never let me be that
ordinary man.
For the knowledge you instilled in
me,
Now I'm filling out some paperwork,
I search within myself to find
A way to put a blame, and queries
on you.
When I was a toddler and I didn't.
Did you ever realise, how much I
love you?
And the though of losing you
Brings tears into my eyes?
Though you taught me real men
don't cry,
It so hard for me to hold it back.
There are special people around
the world,
We are so special in this world.
Its hard for them to understand
The bond betwixt I and U,
Is what deepens our connection
In I, myself, My father and My son.
This is happy fathers' day.
Thank you, you dedicated me your
life
My mentor, the greatest teacher
I ever had,
Aint enough to put into a poem,
I just wish I could, make you
eminently
Proud of me.
©Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas, 2013