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Kenya83 Apr 2020
You started your life as a fluffy white feather
So perfect, so flawless, so pure

The price of life saw you change with the times
And that fluffiness is no more

You fell from the sky and caught my eye
Our stories have changed, amour
Kenya83 Apr 2017
White privilege' a phrase I didn't understand
I accepted every man
And I assumed the rest of the world did too
Sure, a racist joke is fine, whether crossing a black or white line
It's just comedy after all, no malice is meant for a fall
Together we'll still stand tall
But then I looked outside of my world
Where the conscious stereotype in abundance sprawled
From another's point of view, it's a completely different view
Even in this time and day,
If your skin isn't 'white' you're likely to pay
A price, of some sort,
As professional worlds are warped
Why can't a black actor play James instead of Jamal
And what if you let the brown guy play the lead role
We are a multi culture,
Our screens should reflect the present and future
Who cares for the colour of your skin
Ability in your craft is how you should win
So, looking through some casting calls I see instantly,
The affect white privilege has on this community
Kenya83 Apr 2018
Wild flowers creep up your skin
Relentlessly Spring finds life through the cracks
Feeding off your tears
Emitting floral scent
Without consideration for regret
Hope never stopped to think about hoping
Nature never considers early death
Kenya83 Mar 2019
You told me to imagine all of my dreams
Ecstasy came and doubled them
I crave every delicate detail over and over again
I fill in gaps with ambience, touch, taste and smell
Words are powerful as hell
Kenya83 Oct 2017
You don't heighten me,
You don’t enlighten me,
Brighten me,
Or even give it right to me,
Not really,
Not like I want you to,
You don’t teach nor reach,
In to my mind or my soul,
Where exclusive intricacies evolve and grow
Assisting in growth, learning the ropes, intrigued by the whole of me

I’m uninspired,
Feel undesired
Stuck in my thoughts, I’m mindlessly wired
I don’t even know who you are and you know little of me, so it seems

I crave you
And degrade me in return
My ego yearns
For this empty,
Worthless gratification,
You provide no real satisfaction,
At this self lit cremation

But while I’m writing you reply and my brain and body collide, heating me inside
A rush, a drug? A quick fix,
A toxic dump for an insecurity slump
I wish I didn’t desire that heavy thud of my heart
With the throw of a dart
Anxiety starts
All over again
You
Kenya83 Jan 2018
You
You’re pure inspiration
There's no denying that
How on earth do i converse
The indescribable feelings you unearth
I wish I did possess the words to get this of my chest
Maybe there is no existing vocabulary
Which can effectively portray me
But I can’t just keep it in
I’ll try from deep within
To put this down in words
Though it’s a complicated verse
Perhaps such feelings are not to be expressed
Only intensely felt not shared with the rest
But I was always taught to share
And these feelings can’t compare
To reality or fantasy
It’s an entirely unique entity
Kenya83 Apr 2018
Words escape my mind and my tied tongue
Your uniqueness stuns  
Complexities and hypnotic eyes
And that old cliche
Of butterflies
Rise
You are poetry

Your lips  
That delicately powerful trip
Of your kiss
You touch in midnight blue
Calm as the universe
Before galaxies set off shooting stars
You are poetry

Interpretation, things unsaid  
Pains of hopeless love and untimely death
Sea of planets beneath your skin
Synchronisation, acoustic vibration
A gentle heart, a genius mind
Maybe misunderstood at times
A kindred spirit came to find
You are poetry
Kenya83 Feb 2018
If you were a colour I’d struggle to discover
One that represented all that’s comprehended
There would be bright and mellow hues, tones of multicolour zones
Depending on multiple factors, you’d transmit watercolour attractors
Technicolour passions formed from synchronised, monochrome fashions
Ever changing patterns, rotating kaleidoscope lanterns
You give your yellow to me, I stare at it till I see
Orange, it’s heated with fire
It cools to purple without losing desire
The passion in your charcoal grey, you shared
And red declared I was prepared
To share tie-dye techniques, however unique
You rinse off your paintbrush in artistic rush
Diluting my balance, for a moment I’m crushed
Then colours touch, creating rainbows and such
Chakras align, bleeding colours my lifeline
Kenya83 Mar 2017
My inspiration, it comes from you
You see,
You're not only the sun
You're also the sea
You're the waves that rhythmically flow
You're the tide that comes and goes
You're the bobbing rusty boat
The cocky seagulls gloat
You're the smell of crisp sea air
The merry-go-round at the fair
You're laughter carried in the wind
And ice cream dripping on skin
You're wrapped up fish n' chips
The brave that take a dip
You're the walk to the end and back
You're the sleepiness I lack
Once home and unpacked
And the ***** laundry stacked
I replay it in my mind
Knowing you're never far behind
You're in everything I see and do
My sweetest dream is always you
Kenya83 Jun 2018
How it looks, like bold perfection floating on a cloud
Strong yet round, palpably profound
How I see it in my body and my eyes
Gripping to my mind, dancing on my ribcage
I taste hot excitement of metallic and wood
Fresh cut grass and sandalwood
You come alive inside my mouth
Layered complexities arouse my tongue
My eyes are alive, my heart races to the beat of you
The garden sings with life and eagerness
When your name is around
Kenya83 Jan 2017
Your picture, like a painting
I indulge
Imagine I was there
I see more than just a smiling face
vulnerability
gentle passion
is deep within your stare
Imperfection reveals a beauty
only possible from a little wear and tear
But that's what makes me so eager to look
though it's a one sided affair
A projection a style a colour
Like finding a stone so rare
That's how it looks
but how does it feel?
is a question to beware
A desire to touch to taste to smell
is greed 
I'm well aware
But my optimistic mind says we'll meet in another life and those desires we would share

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