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Utahi Kamu Apr 2020

He spared a thought in his own voice's sleep
Wise, he won the fight.

She dared to care in her own reason's defeat
Wide, she lit the night

Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
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a mistake
 :
a missed ache

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Utahi Kamu Apr 2020

Be your own anarchist,

every time you take yourself for granted.


Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
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We have never abandoned the reason,

But we never had the same horizon.

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Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
A day a while ago
I sat down by a tree
I asked him 
if he ever gets bored
I really wanted to know
has he ever wondered
how it feels to run

He looked at me
not in my eyes
for a long time
long enough at one point
I knew at once

There was no room
for questioning
wondering was
a waste of time
when you are so fully
being yourself.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Seems to me the chimes of freedom are flashing

Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Freedom, individuality, spirituality, self-love
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Pretend you are making it
Present your best face-outfit
Play it baby, play hard
Until your heart grows out of it.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020

There is a reason why femme wasn't wrapped up with physical superiority, it is the same reason why curves don't cut you like edges.

The superiority of the curves is the cycle. The cycle which makes the universe go round since the beginning.  

Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
hands,
                     warmer than cheeks
hair,
            not told what to do
skin,
            brushed by the wind
mind,
                     unaware of itself.
GOD
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
GOD
We all die to keep god alive.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Ladies and Gentlemen and dear Children,
How does a fool **** himself:

Oh he eats the heads of its own men
And his own mouth with an amen
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020

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I don’t think, therefore I exist.
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Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
she said you are prisoner of your feet
a rootless tree on fleet!

I said no one told me
I needed to fit
I walk to find, to meet
all of it

she didn't realize what
she wanted to mean
I am incapable of
arriving

She walked away a while later
but I told to her wake.
My heart sure is higher than my feet
yet never without, not even a beat.
This poem explored self-awareness through relationship dynamics of a couple. It hints how communication between two might have multiple levels despite both not being fully aware.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
We were, two lurking knifes.
Against the LOW: Criminals.
We did cut some flesh of our minds.
Close your eyes, close the file.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Life
is
the
art
of
fighting
u n f a i r
battles.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Love yourself like you are not watching.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
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If you are not willing
to get low enough,
You will never know
the true depth of
who you are.

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Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Purposelessness is a slow inferno.

You know you are not dying the next second, but the theatrical capabilities of your mind projecting the potential failure future kills you.

In fact, worse, it doesnt let you live.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Mind is
homeless
when has
no
purpose.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
Inside the nation exposed to painfluencers,
having original anything is
aristocratic.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020

Do not be upset if you are not as fast as
you like,

Remember, big things move slow but they sure arrive.

Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
He begs me to let him abuse himself
Until he realizes it ain’t fix itself

Bless.

He ain’t getting there yet
He ain’t letting me bet on a life together
He ain’t getting us set

Class!

Play your A-game on a lame day
Even if you feel taken for granted
You deserve your best self my darling
Even if he doesn’t.

That tight grab you feel in your heart when he turns into
a no man
He swears on his ***** to snooze you as well

Grab that grabs your heart
Let it be your saver
Give it a tight handshake
Pretend you are making it
Present your best face outfit
Play it baby play hard
Until your heart grows out of it.

Fresh

Here we go again.
Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
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Where do you seek fredom?

a place maybe
or being out of one.

a person possibly
or being never have met one.

time perhaps
not being aware of it.





is it in you
when you finally are not being?


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Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
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Shall a prisoner thank the walls of his cell for standing solid?

Shall a slave thank the whip to make him work more?


Why are you where you are?


Between the walls and the whip


Who you are sits still independent of both.
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Paradise must be out there somewhere
Paradise was never given to me
Paradise can be found
Paradise can be made

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