I told him
     “I’m going to buy lots of make up,
some expensive clothes,
                              you know,
          the ones that come with logos,
and get a proper hair cut.
That’s how you like your girls,
          isn’t it?”
He walked over,
planted a kiss on my head and said,
“I like them smart,
                which you’re not being right now.”

And I think that was the best thing
                        he ever said.

Its time we let go of the notion
that our greatness is something to hide in our back pockets
lest we scare away a man

Intelligent or Smart
        Why are we intelligent?
Because we have a mind of
                               Intelligence
To show what is human Beings.

Smart or Intelligent
         Are we smart to know
                                              Everything
No but there is an talent we keep
           Everyday and don't get it
Called intelligent or smart.

Intelligent peoples are more thinking
than smart peoples
Some smart peoples think that they are most important than us today
But has to remember that we are not smart or intelligent.

              By K-mari ©2016

I am phenomenal
I am intelligent
My blood is not about phenomenal
It is about my body, personality and
Ability.

Having phenomenal blood
You have to show the strength and the
Power of Phenomenal
To be able to handle it yourself.

Peoples who are phenomenal today
Are not phenomenal today
Peoples who aren't phenomenal today
Will be phenomenal tomorrow.

Blood is Phenomenal
Phenomenal is Blood
Be the Phenomenal blood.

                By K-mari ©2016

Fast days that got faster
When will you go home?
But the days gone faster
and felt lonely
Nobody knew what they're going through
Them saw us everyday
And thought things though we
Nothing will not ever goes his/her way
I feel like if no person in my favour
I am intelligent person I want to be
Telling myself I don't have a silly mind
But thinking of yourself...not stupid
Fast days that got worse
I am lost in what I do
There is no way to get rehearse
I have to exist now though I don't want
too.

                  By K-mari ©2016

I found that I was talking to myself tonight
No one in the room just me and the light

I think I've done lost it, that one final piece
There is now nothing in my head to decrease

Out of my cranium it must have crept
I bet you it did it last night while I slept

Now I'm talking right out loud
As if in my room there was a big crowd

Yep, it's official.......it is all gone
Yep, I think it left right around dawn

Wait for it.....wait....there it is, I just answered myself
Maybe I should go with the other crazies upon the shelf

Altho as I listen, I think I'm quite right
It's the most intelligent things I've heard in many a night

Yep, that proves, it I'm totally insane
It's done been let off of it's chain

Oh well what use is there to having one
It was never in use when I was having fun!!!!

A beautiful mind like no other I've known,
Intelligence, passion and vulnerability are shown,
Deep fears and desires haunt her through the night,
Her words speak to me, filling my darkness with light.

I wish I could express to her the way I feel,
Though I doubt she would even believe it's real,
Regrettably my crush barely knows of my existence,
All I can do is admire her from a distance.

You need time,
but if I even say "you" it feels like "me".

I've seen the same course before.
We love
Then "you" move away.
Then you progress.
The rest of your future
I don't want to mention
because it will jinx my heart.
However, you kissed and held me
even after I thought we fell apart.

You're smart.
Not just in responsibility like I viewed my ex-wife
or scholastics like another.
You're smart emotionally.
You said, "I don't hold grudges".
You said, "I still care".
You're so smart I can't behold your whole heart.

Ah, now I see
you're like a forbidden love Madeline.
Pleasant in the realm of being you walk
but I can only assemble words of vanity
when you are gone on a walk.

Independence you are.
Lady liberty.

Why do I want someone who's needy?

It is now we are forced to reckon with ourselves more,
As we try to return and enter again each door.
But alas a heart can barely take,
Rejected quotas of another one's state.
The burning irons hasten,
To ones icy glazing stare.
This the repeated motion,
Ending in failed flair.
What more can a fool offer to those of intellectual fair?
I have digressed almost every notion,
To which this mind compares.
Of springtime and summer moons,
Heart-filled seasons with lazy afternoons.
Is not love here and gone too soon?
A special place in one one can belong,
At times only ending.
In sweet bitternesses song.

Neither the stone nor the stoning

Or the finger pointing up in the air

Not the knife that cut the throat

Not the rational or the irrational

Not the oil and the oil production

American troops on holy ground

No command of terror nor a laugh

Not the mountain or the new born

Nor jihad or of intelligent significance

Not god and god is not great

Cause god does not exist.