Kenyatta's Corner

This is a window into my world, my thoughts and ideas about love, life and pain. I have been writing poetry since the age of thirteen and I have used my poetry to help me with the joy and pain of life. I hope you enjoy sharing my life story.

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Location: Los Gatos, California, United States

Monday, October 10, 2005

U Mystify Me

U mystify me[1]

It’s your eyes
It’s your smile.

It’s your smell
It’s your aura

U mystify me

It’s your intellect
Your skill

You do something to me.
It makes me smile at the thought of you.

You make me love you
In ways I didn’t know existed

I am captivated by you.
Beneath your spell, I reside.

You mystify me

No one can hold a candle to you.

You mystify me.

[1] Inspiration, “You do something to me”, Lena Horne

The first person

I want to be the first person
You see when you wake

I want to be the first person
To hear a child call you “dad”

I want to be the first person
To hug you each day

And the last person
To kiss you each night

I want to be the first and only woman
That you make your wife.

Ready for Love

There comes a time in your life
When you are ready for love

When you want to hold someone
As they sleep

You want to wake up to their smile
Each and every day

There comes a time when running the streets
And partying every night runs dry

When you want to spend candle lit nights
With someone special

You want to open your heart
To the feeling of love.

There comes a time when your empty heart
Wants to find a home

When you want to share your tears of joy and pain
With your soul mate

You want to fall in love again

There comes a time when you are ready for love
And my time is now.

I am ready for you.

Restless

I am restless with my thoughts of you
My mind wonders to a place
where we can be
one

I am restless with my desire for you
My heart is lighten
By the sight of
You

I am restless
Just thinking
About you
And us

I am restless to
Become one

Stillness

You must be still, the Lord said to me.

Let me control your thoughts, your heart and your possibility.

Be still.

Let me take you to the place, you need to be.

Let me make your life filled with the love of me.

When you wonder why there is pain in your heart.

Let me take away the hurt and heal the lonely parts.

I will touch your soul and let you know, that all that is you begins with me.

We love each other, in your growth to be.

Be still, you are still evolving in to my possibilities.

Be still.

I Got Lost

On my way
to find myself
I got lost

I forgot
who was
my friend

I lost my heart
I became blind
I became deaf

I walked along
this journey
with my own
footprints.

On my way
to find Kenyatta
I got lost

I lost faith
in myself
in God

I got lost.

He Smiled

Walking down a lonely street
Busy with cars
Horns honking
Music blaring

He smiled

My eyes were weary
My voice yelled “what are you doing?”
As the car whizzed by me
Honking my horn over and over again

He smiled

Clean Clothes on my back
Breakfast in my stomach
Shelter over my head
All the luxuries of life

I couldn’t smile

He walks barefoot
Torn clothes
Empty stomach
He is homeless

And He smiled

My Window

Outside my window I see, a world open to me.

There are so many possibilities.

Outside my window stands one single tree.

Not supported by any friends or family.

It thrives on the sun warming its leaves and the slight summer breeze.

Outside my window I see green grass and blue sky.

I watch the clouds slowly move by.

I raise my hands to the sun.

Hoping its rays will rejuvenate me.

I hear the sounds of the world as they pass by.

Will I step outside my window?

To see the world of opportunity.

Or will I sit here in comfort watching the world move without me.

Battle

Battle

I am fighting with myself
learning how to walk again
after you have broken my knees

Learning how to speak again
after you have squelched my voice

Learning how to hear again
after you have silenced my ears.

I am fighting with myself
Understanding the balance
of me

The creativity and
the logical side of me

Learning to see things for what they are
and not what I want them to be.

Learning to trust myself and
truly be me.

Learning to toss out fear
and replace it with hope.

I am fighting with myself.
To understand my heart and
set it free.

Learning how to love again
how to trust again.

Learning that pain is not
the only part of life.

I am fighting with myself
in my quest
for something new.

I am fighting a battle
my heart and my mind
to let go and get over you.

Asylum

Today I walked outside to find green trees and bright skies.
Finding a kind and caring world outside of your lies.
I walked through the fields and out to the beach.
Where I stood in silence and let the air embrace me.
I looked at the beautiful blue sea so calm and full of tranquility.
Before this was a weapon of death for me.
I wanted to perish instead of live without you.
But now I embrace happiness and toss out blue.
Today, I left my asylum of pain, where my heart remained dying.
And my soul was crying.
I have opened up myself to the beauty around me.
I have said GOODBYE to insanity.

Ivories

fingertips
touching
the ivories
so lightly

gentle breeze
blows through
the summer
screen

I sing
in a voice
gifted from
heaven

touching
the souls of
those that surround me

I tickle the ivories
with my fingertips

I smile
when I hit that
note, so high

I laugh
and the family
chimes in
on a old tune

I tickle the ivories
with my fingertips

I cry when
I recite the pain
I knew from love.

I huddle closer
when I remember
the darkness

Still I dance in the
moonlight
as I tickle
the ivories.

Music Moves Me

Fingers tapping on key
Melody forms from my finger tips
With every note
A song drapes from my lips

Music moves me

Simple pleasures
Heart felt emotion
Swaying my hips
Snapping my fingers

Music moves me

Inspiration greater than the sea
Never knowing what will come out of me
My voice carries
Singing a song to sooth my worries

Music moves me

The greatest thing ever created
The sound of a powerful voice
The tip of a guitar
The silhouette of musicians afar

Music moves me

To do strange things
Like write poetry
About how
Music moves me.

Reflection

I stare into space wondering about me and my life.

Where is this journey taking me?

From Detroit to DC to Boston

Where am I going?

Sometimes I feel lost with no direction in sight

Other times the path is clear

What have I become?

How did I get here?

To a spirit, a clarity, a person

That is reflecting at mere age of 33.

July 15, 2005

Sea

I prepare my boat for sailing

Pack my items and board for my journey

I am leaving the coast of Boston

Heading to the Atlantic to see
where the wind takes me

Lifting my sails

When I arrive to the point
about 15 miles out to sea

There is nothing in front of me

On the other side of the sea
is Europe

Behind me is a life unknown

I lift my sails

And swim out to sea
to see where my spirit takes me.

July 15, 2005

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Changing Times


When I decided to pursue a new me and open myself to the possibilities.
My eyes saw the blue sky with its wonderful wispy clouds.
I voiced my freedom, aloud.
My ears heard sounds that were once silent to me.
And my heart felt the possibilities.
All the signs pointed too yes and the achievement of success.
And in my mind, I know I am the best.

These are changing times.

I recall when fear consumed me and stopped me from growing.
But deep inside, I knew.
Success would be imminent to me.
My eyes were shut to the glory of fame.
I never thought, in lights I would see me name.
My mouth spoke words of the positivist, but my heart had no faith in me.

These are changing times.

Fear no longer consumes my mind, I have found faith in me and I revel in my possibility.
These are changing times and the growth of my brilliant mind.

Breakaway

running for blocks
not knowing where I am
or where I am going

I am running.

from indecision
from unhappiness

I am running.

into darkness
with no light to guide the way
or no roadmap to lead me.

I am running.

from poverty
from fear

I am running.

into the sea
to escape the life behind me.

I am running

I am breaking away.
I am leaving behind
the ancient me.

I am running
into the darkness.

Once flamed, twice burned


You were my shadow
my piece de resistance

I wanted to be only with you
and grow old with you.
My flame you burned brightly in the night.
Then you vanished from my sight.

It was as if I had walked through fire
and felt the cinch of the flames.
It ached my voice to whisper your name.

I saw you again and felt the love that never departed.
My goal was to get something new started.

We met in a park on a cloudy day
upon the coldest bench we sat
to start our love affair again
to embark on the road to happiness.

You grasped my hand and promised me the world
To be true this time and make me your only girl

Then someone walked by and caught the attention of you
and I became twice burned

left by the ashes of us.

The Mirror

A wall of glass
surrounds me.

I run to escape
the face staring back at me.

There is no way out.

A tear flows from my arduous eyes
and slides onto my lips.

I quiver at the sight of me
Alone I stand.

There is no one to turn 2.

My body aches from the burdens it carries
it grows weary each day.

My voice cracks when I speak
my words are monotonous.

There is no turning back.

I touch the mirror with my trodden fingertips
and I realize there is no escaping.

I am the mirror image of me.

Nothing Is Better

There is nothing
Better than loving you

A perfect spring day
With bright green leaves

Can’t compare to you

A sunny afternoon
On a Caribbean beach
With the perfect tan
And seashells at my feet.

Can’t compare to you

There is nothing
Better than loving you.

A quiet spring rain
On that Sunday afternoon
When it’s ok to be inside.

Can’t compare to you

There is nothing
Better than love

There is nothing
Better in my life
Than loving you.

In 2 Deep

Drowning
Suffocating
Surrounded
No Escape
I am in 2 deep

Wishing
Waiting
Wanting
Hoping
I am in 2 deep

Searching
For love
For you
For my soul mate
I am in 2 deep

Into the vision of love
Into the romance of love
Into the vulnerability of love
Into the idea of being in love
I am in 2 deep

Vibrant Blue

I stood before the canvas last night staring into its space, a soft pillow white.
I rubbed my hands across it and closed my eyes.
Forming a vivid picture of you in my mind.
My brush strokes the paper ever so sweet.
I don’t want to wake you, so I must be discreet.
I start with a soft and gentle touch painting the love in your face.
I smile because I know with you my heart has found its place.
As the picture becomes clear and I think more of my life with you.
My colors change from pale roses to vibrant blue.
The stroke of my brush quickens and with force I paint this picture of you.
The harder and harder I paint, the more vibrant becomes my blue.
What once represented love now represents pain.
Where I was to write your name, I etch it in the same.
I stood before the canvas last night to paint a gentle picture of you.
But instead I painted a relationship with some love and pain of vibrant blue.

Dangerously in Love

I am dangerously in love
With a fantasy
Something that will never
Come true

I am dangerously in love
With you

I am in love with the
Thought of
Someone to take
Care of me

I am dangerously in love
With you

I am in love with the
Tenderness of a kiss
The subtle suggestion
Of my sexiness

I am dangerously in love
With you

I am in love with hope
That someone
Will Rescue me
From obscurity

I am in dangerously in love
With you

I miss you
I want you
I know I can’t have you
But I am

I am dangerously in love
With you

You are my fantasy
Not my reality
You are perfect
And you do not exist

But I am dangerously
In love with you

Destiny

When we met it was a meant to be.

You touched my soul like sweet destiny.

Love smiled upon me when you looked into my eyes.

There I stood mesmerized.

Your voice was so smooth and calm.

I knew my heart you could not harm.

I felt your hand and became numb.

I was reassured you were the one.

The day I met you, destiny engulfed me.

You are a treasure, my sweet angel sent to me,

You are my destiny.

The Look

You stole my heart with one simple look.
I stopped breathing and fell into love.
You made me believe in everything,
Then I knew that true love was not a dream.
With one look you made my world change.
You did not even say your name.
It took no words to convey your message.
I felt the warmth in my heart and soul.
Your look showed me what’s truly behind you.
A man searching for love and it’s simplicity.
A man searching for the only woman he will ever need.
Your look let us know that for one moment
We would hold on to each other forever.