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kipruto muthemba, 1 december 2017

Dread

Am afraid
Am scared
Am terrified
A times petrified
 
To see
To think
Feel, Experience
Let alone imagine
 
Your cry
Your fury
or your pain,
And even worse,
your absence.


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kipruto muthemba

kipruto muthemba, 1 december 2017

Dear Mind

Forget feelings,
And remind the heart,
That it is just an organ,
Just like a butt or its hole,
Remind it of its sole role,
Cause am frail as a whole,
Tell it to just pump,
The red damn blood.


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kipruto muthemba, 1 december 2017

My Timber

Lady!
Your eyes,
Your voice,
Has an arousing timbre
That unwillingly excites and tampers
Sensually with my timber
Raising its herculean temper
Quenchable only by thy thighs
Precious!
Princess!
Come over
Stay! Sleep over
And let my timber
Swim in your honey


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kipruto muthemba, 24 september 2012

I wonder

 
You claim to be naïve 
But how like a knife 
You manage to open me up 
I wonder 
 
 

How like a drug 
You manage to get me hooked up 
To your heaven-like charms 
I still wonder 

 

And how like a fire 
You manage just with a kiss 
To set my whole body amiss 
I will forever wonder  


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kipruto muthemba

kipruto muthemba, 18 may 2012

Love do be Gradual

To forever thrive
You need contributions 
From the involved institutions
So love, please do be gradual 
Delay your ecstasy
For we are good with dedications 
But poor with predictions
Hence can’t tell what happens, 
When the music stops
And she goes silent 
Dragging our heart to hell
Either self-destruction 
Or distrust for her kind 
So love, please do be gradual 
Gently grow but don’t be casual
To deny us your splendors


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kipruto muthemba, 31 march 2012

Leeches

A society damaged
By too much connectivity 
But less consideration for correctivity
Out the window, gone is humanity 
And suspended is unity
While she is fornicating
Her mother is two-timing 
While her father, seconds away  
From raping their neighbors’ goat 
All are devils in an angel’s coat
Yet wonder why priest and pastors,
Prefer young boys and are passed us 
Economically, from our pocket
Feeding like electronics to a socket
Who’s going to change the docket? 
Because enough is enough
These leaches must go 


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kipruto muthemba, 29 march 2012

My DFL

You are my dream
Like to a kid ice cream 
I will forever
And from wherever 
Treasure you

 
You are my future
Thee, I will nurture
Thee, I will protect 
From whoever
And from whatever 
With pleasure

 
You are my love
And my Jove 
You, I will adore
Yours am ever 
To err you never
But shower you
With pleasance


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kipruto muthemba, 28 march 2012

The Orphan

To the kins of my mother
Am just but another 
Wasted if not lost blood
Not a part of their flood
But a drop in the desert
A fallacious bad dessert
Mine is only but a name 
Apparently lacking the norm
The aura and the silk 
Of the people from the land of milk


So I ran to my fathers folks
But on the hearts are locks 
Instead of a feast
Am branded a beast 
Reminded of my milky name
Of my accent so lame 
All this for trying to associate
With the people from Mt Kenya

 
Now I am a tribal orphan 
I feed off hands
Of my adopted parents 
In the morning, we drink coconut juice
Flavored with some salty sea water 
While at lunch time, Osama a chicken
And in the evening, rescue a drowning fish
Only to deep fry it using some E-class kimbo 
Thus am reaping the gains relaxed akimbo
For being truly Kenyan


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kipruto muthemba, 28 march 2012

Winners

We are like their tails
Engulfed by their chains
They say, we move.
They smile, we love 
Lunatics, we taken as
But our prize, we get 
To us love and sex begets
And if they forget
Another, we go get
Since sex is our goal 
Our life’s coal
With porn-stars as icons
Suppliers are winners.


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kipruto muthemba, 17 february 2012

My Miss July

Nowadays am in a fight.
Always wrestling the night.
To please bring back the light.
For am promised your sight,
When dawn finally comes.
So on you, my eyes gently moves.
Mind utterly shocked to object.
With my heart silently strolling along.
Amazed by your lovely eyes.
Amused by your stunning beauty.
Confused by your striking smile
“If only my hands could see you”
And with excitement I break
To the melody, when you speak
Damn!! What a gorgeous voice
Now am left with no choice
But to forever hate nightfalls
For depriving me of you
My miss July


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Other poems: your TOUCH, The Blue Dress, wild night, my OWN way, Woman on the Moon, Awuor, We Shall Pay, Jewel, Never Really Over, Uncry, Dread, Dear Mind, My Timber, I wonder, Love do be Gradual, Leeches, My DFL, The Orphan, Winners, My Miss July, Enslaved, Amazing, Wishes, Fantastic, Speechless, No longer there, The tipsy gipsy, A cry from congo,
 

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