Clench the painting brush like a spoon
Carol’s portrait is expected soon
Bosom tighter than inflated Turkish balloons
Not seen such a dame in five moons
Why blame her? She was born in June.
The teacher arrives at noon
His face identical to a baboon.
“What is this?” he drops his signature tune
His breathe similar to that of a raccoon
Whether you are a Rock, Osei, Kel or snow white; no one is immune
To the big black blind cartoon
“Wish he dies out in the moon.”
Thoughts of Goofy the Goon
Named EL. Kun
For the love of rhymes- Kelvin Mark Mwangi
Flummoxed!! Bewilderment clouded his mind day and night
His mind divorced his entire body denying him sight
Like a prisoner with a life sentence, he begged God to free him if He might.
He meandered the face of the Earth seeking the smallest bite
From the forbidden fruit, so may he glide swiftly like a kite.
Who was to blame for this inconceivable pain?
Such a jammy lad who possessed all; nothing neoteric to gain
Could it be the six blossoms that he slain?
Nature contrivanced to flog him, in her arms sat a burgundy cain
Two roads leading to the honey-comb yellowed sun, the wider one being the main.
Big black bear roaring, “She’s mine!”
Pacing. Racing, chasing past the pine
Time is running out, he has to get his chatels in line
Should he reach the river in time, everything will be fine
For all that matters, is that one swill. A drink that will save nine.
-Red Art by Kelvin Mark Mwangi.
And then I fall in love with you all over again,
The touch of a button sparks off the rush, feelings, memories.
My heart beats a little faster, my eyes begin to tear up, my face red.
Where the deepest corners of my soul are revealed,
The thoughts of my mind echoed,
My dreams and hopes achieved,
The escape in this insanely crazy world,
I found that redemption with you.
I fell in love with you through music.
-Red Art by Winkles.