It's Nature Talking

When we do what we do, it's the way that we do. So we do what we do, why don't you let us do what we do?
We stir the pots and create food for humanity. We brew the thirst breakers of living souls. We blow through the pipelines of the world. We arouse mutual feelings we share with you.
When you do what you do, it's the way that you do. So you do what you do, why don't you let us do what we do?
You eat from the plates that bare wisdom. You drink from the glasses kings toast with. You take a breath of life and inspire a beating heart. You expose your mind to sweet harmonics of truth.
When I do what I do, it's the way that I do. So I do what I do, why can't you let us do what we do?
I am filled with expressions of passion. I am no longer yearning for the waters from springs. I have awoken the natural aura life provides. I possess the roar that sends a baby to sleep.
When it does what it does, it's the way that it does. So you do what you do and let it keep doing what it does, why can't you let nature be?

The Core Search

I am searching, searching for an invisable part me. A part of me that continues to live even after my body's derail. A part of me that is more valuable than the air that I breath. That part of me that is believed to be what defines me.
I am searching, searching for a intense part of me. A part of me that carries me with dignity. A part of me that is calm as the midnight breeze. That part of me that is as warm as the afternoon sun.
To the depth of the ocean it was thrown. Through a torrential wave it was exposed. Vacuumed by the lust of the earth's core. It continued to slip beyond my reach.
Fortified by flesh insurmountable to pain. A part of me that has become an internal callus. A part of me that can no longer cry. That part of me that has become torrid by torture.
I am searching, searching for a infallible part of me. A part of me I can trust at all times. A part of me more precious than gold. That part of me that you will never defeat.
I AM IN SEARCH OF MY SOUL.
Copyright (c) (2009) CLK PHAKEDI All rights reserved

Love Game

We battle on this marked hardened clay.
Tense! Eager, ready to play
You wait like a virgin bride,
Bent anxious at the baseline.
Its you
And me
Alone!
In the edgy silence between us,
You desire to break,
what I strive to hold.
You lead one set to love,
I trail with no intention to fault.

In a deep breath…
I make a firm grip
Bend a knee, and with a deep aerial spring
I put my all into this,
Smashing down
firm hard and hot
An unstoppable orb thrust
Freshly ground with masculine gusto
Raising the dust before you
You stretch and sigh-
Its too heavy.
Ace.
again
again
and again.
I sigh with fulfilled exhaustion…
…Game over.


© I k Nakueira

To all those who love Tennis!

LOVE, REAL-LIKE

This ain't no Mills and Boon,
a fictitious little story in a book,
'Cause life
Is no fairytale
Full of sunshine
and flowers,
and happily-ever-afters

I am no pure princess
And your armour, my Knight,
Does not always shine
Your kisses,
Are not forever sweet
And often, I step out of line

Your manner, my Prince,
Is not all times charming
And I,
Am no beauty when sleeping

Sometimes we are sweet
Sometimes we are sour
Sometimes you push me over the edge

I cannot profess
To know anything about love
But this I know is true -
That gap between your teeth is art,
Your deep belly laugh is the sound of music,
And for my soul, your goodness is nourishment.

I know little about soul mates
But I do know, that you are my best mate
That, like the last piece
Of a jigsaw puzzle,
You complete me

This ain't no Hollywood
'Cause life isn't always like in the movies
This is a real life love story

- For Charles

©, N.L., 2009

Smoky Mirrors

Laughter trills,
but an echo of sorrow deep.
A brilliant smile,
Beneath waves of despair.
Twinkling eyes,
flashes of saddness
The painted face the world sees

Is there but one,
to see past the colors?
Must I remain,
alone in the depth of my sorrow,
but laughter show?
will one see what is,
A face i paint for all.

UNTITLED

Iam just an island lost at sea,

drifting away day, after day

With no one to hold,

to hold me

My tomb holds treasures deep,

To the heart of my soul.

Search for me,

so i can be whole again,

In paradise,

where the suns' kiss

warms my heart to life

The Proposal

Do you remember?
That night we first kissed
Soothing our aching lips,
With a love so undeniable
And for a while,
Time stood still, witnessing
The eternity of our love

Do you remember?
That night my dear,
When our hearts thawed
With a love, that burns,
Like a fire in moonlight
And the envy of the cold night
Couldn’t conquer,
Our tender warm embrace

Do you remember?
How like a child,
You lay on my chest
My loving hands held you
Keeping you ever close,
Till the early golden sunrays,
Walked on your gorgeous face,
And I woke in disbelief,
Of having spent a night
With an angel by my side.

If you do remember,
How beautiful a love
We shared,
Then my priceless princess,
Take this ring,
Do me the honor,
Of being my wife

Please.

© I K Nakueira