I am Dimitri,
The man without a limit,
To no evils do I submit,
Only good do I commit.
Check out my big biceps,
Im better just accept,
Now you show interest,
In my wise brain concepts.
I get the contracts,
I present with a passion,
I have great contacts,
They love my version.
I go mounting climbing,
And I enjoy sea surfing,
Get me Bunjee jumping,
Or in cars rallying.
I date the best,
I flirt with the hottest,
I take home the flyest,
I pass all their tests.
I drive a super model,
My singing is no yodel,
I am a pro in snooker,
I got huge stakes in poker.
I have NO LIMITS!
THE HOPE THAT KILLS
Morning hope, gimme your hand again,
Every morning I hold onto you Like I'm insane,
How did I even know about you?
Why do I think that I need you?
Many questions linger in my mind about hope,
It enslaves man just like dope,
You need it when you are hanging on a rope,
Or when walking on ground slippery like soap.
I wonder if spiders hold onto you,
You deserve to be flashed down the loo,
More so the false side of you,
That leaves men without any clue.
Hope, you are so invisible,
Common among the gullible,
If only men are sensible,
If only you were visible.
Every morning I hold onto you Like I'm insane,
How did I even know about you?
Why do I think that I need you?
Many questions linger in my mind about hope,
It enslaves man just like dope,
You need it when you are hanging on a rope,
Or when walking on ground slippery like soap.
I wonder if spiders hold onto you,
You deserve to be flashed down the loo,
More so the false side of you,
That leaves men without any clue.
Hope, you are so invisible,
Common among the gullible,
If only men are sensible,
If only you were visible.
The Lord
So patient he is with us,
The Supreme in His own class,
with him everything is a plus,
the father of the mass,
Many times we forget him,
the creator we assume,
until we exhume
the only savior from doom
Our lord we love you,
For help and guidance we look to you,
even for the shoe we ask you,
and we are nothing without you
Its you we glorify and honor,
You save us from the sins that devour,
A true redeemer you are,
I will worship you forever.
The Supreme in His own class,
with him everything is a plus,
the father of the mass,
Many times we forget him,
the creator we assume,
until we exhume
the only savior from doom
Our lord we love you,
For help and guidance we look to you,
even for the shoe we ask you,
and we are nothing without you
Its you we glorify and honor,
You save us from the sins that devour,
A true redeemer you are,
I will worship you forever.
The Small Carriers of Iniquity
So young and innocent
Brains like crescents
Only thinking of the present
Unknowingly they will resent
Walking on the streets
Where they act skits
Throwing people in pits
To other causing fits
Armed to the fist
In case you resist
Their wrath you can’t desist
You have to eat their feast
The neighborhood knows
And no one scolds
Deep within the folds
The boys are like toads
Jumping and hitting
Mugging and strangling
Squeezing and frisking
Pissing and dissing
They forget the fate
And the way they will waste
Their sins are like paste
Forever at their waist
Their day is coming
When justice won’t be soothing
And the payment will be sizzling
But to the victims smoothing
Brains like crescents
Only thinking of the present
Unknowingly they will resent
Walking on the streets
Where they act skits
Throwing people in pits
To other causing fits
Armed to the fist
In case you resist
Their wrath you can’t desist
You have to eat their feast
The neighborhood knows
And no one scolds
Deep within the folds
The boys are like toads
Jumping and hitting
Mugging and strangling
Squeezing and frisking
Pissing and dissing
They forget the fate
And the way they will waste
Their sins are like paste
Forever at their waist
Their day is coming
When justice won’t be soothing
And the payment will be sizzling
But to the victims smoothing
The Diva
The allure of the diva
With high heels she will slither
and the looks never wither
every dawn makes her better
to all a pacesetter
The voice is decisive
and when angry abusive
she has to hold her niche
and she is too hard to fish
You never hear her joke
and so you cant poke
a look at her cloth
you conclude from the north
Don forget the fashion sense
and the perfume like incense
she drives at her pace
but don try to chase
a diva and an intellect
With high heels she will slither
and the looks never wither
every dawn makes her better
to all a pacesetter
The voice is decisive
and when angry abusive
she has to hold her niche
and she is too hard to fish
You never hear her joke
and so you cant poke
a look at her cloth
you conclude from the north
Don forget the fashion sense
and the perfume like incense
she drives at her pace
but don try to chase
a diva and an intellect
This life full of souls
Some souls to keep,
Some souls too cheap,
Some we see in our sleep,
Some we always want to beep.
The body made of a good soul,
will never act a foul,
these we wish we stole,
and held tight lest they crawl,
At times our souls are hurt,
and to forgive is not in the heart,
it feels like a heaven shut,
by someone who once flirt
the soul goes, we die,
the topic that makes shy,
and others ask why
but with hope we face the sky
and know we have the soul.
AS PREDICTABLE AS A KENYAN ON VALS
Ushering in the mood of lovers, valentine,
an increase in the sales of red wine,
a hurry that doesn't consider the vine,
but aiming at avoiding the female whine,
flowers will be welcomed as they shine,
the rendezvous will be honored as a shrine,
most of them under the pine,
all in the name of getting a day, fine.
A day full of picks and drops,
uncountable champagne pops,
parties with no stops,
the night, a harvest for the cops,
booming sales for the shops,
the fryers busy with the corn pops,
and the butchers will be all day chops,
don't forget the after hospital visits for dopes,
Oh my love, I love you, I'm all yours,
many statements of love, the choice is yours,
a time to forget the fears,
many will say with cheers,
wonders are how many will mean it,
since most will instantly forget it.
an increase in the sales of red wine,
a hurry that doesn't consider the vine,
but aiming at avoiding the female whine,
flowers will be welcomed as they shine,
the rendezvous will be honored as a shrine,
most of them under the pine,
all in the name of getting a day, fine.
A day full of picks and drops,
uncountable champagne pops,
parties with no stops,
the night, a harvest for the cops,
booming sales for the shops,
the fryers busy with the corn pops,
and the butchers will be all day chops,
don't forget the after hospital visits for dopes,
Oh my love, I love you, I'm all yours,
many statements of love, the choice is yours,
a time to forget the fears,
many will say with cheers,
wonders are how many will mean it,
since most will instantly forget it.
The Make Up
It feels so sweet,
realizing there was no cheat,
that love had just faded,
or rather hibernated,
then it springs again,
this time with strength not pain,
the sweet memories flowing,
along with the affection growing,
a feeling i would die to experience,
could only call it a love sentence
realizing there was no cheat,
that love had just faded,
or rather hibernated,
then it springs again,
this time with strength not pain,
the sweet memories flowing,
along with the affection growing,
a feeling i would die to experience,
could only call it a love sentence
The Fruit of Love
When it starts, its just like a fruit,
The flower buds by noticing that you suit,
There has to be days of calling and text,
The same period the flower bud waits for stage next,
The dates and and every sweet moment,
Like the flower slowly opens starting to scent,
The liking grows into liking,
Just like the flower petals get coloring,
The couple visits each other,
Just like the insects visit the flower,
Thats when the couple realize they are in love,
Like the flower needs the insect for pollen to move,
A minute without each other becomes missing,
Just like a day without an insect visits stops pollinating,
The feelings now come from the bottom of the heart,
Like the nectar collects at the bottom of the flower,
The lovers get used to each other,
Like the petals get used to the sun and start process wither,
They sleep holding each other close,
Like the petals fold close,
In the process they create a womb fruit,
Like the flowers form a true fruit,
Another waiting for the womb fruit to grow,
Like the waiting for the fruit to grow,
Like the child is born,
So is the fruit harvest done,
While we wait for the Child to mature,
We wait for the fruit to ripen,
Too bad Auntie brings the fruit as a present for the baby,
The baby eats the fruit,
Same way that life bites on itself,
Blame it on the Law of nature or Auntie?
The flower buds by noticing that you suit,
There has to be days of calling and text,
The same period the flower bud waits for stage next,
The dates and and every sweet moment,
Like the flower slowly opens starting to scent,
The liking grows into liking,
Just like the flower petals get coloring,
The couple visits each other,
Just like the insects visit the flower,
Thats when the couple realize they are in love,
Like the flower needs the insect for pollen to move,
A minute without each other becomes missing,
Just like a day without an insect visits stops pollinating,
The feelings now come from the bottom of the heart,
Like the nectar collects at the bottom of the flower,
The lovers get used to each other,
Like the petals get used to the sun and start process wither,
They sleep holding each other close,
Like the petals fold close,
In the process they create a womb fruit,
Like the flowers form a true fruit,
Another waiting for the womb fruit to grow,
Like the waiting for the fruit to grow,
Like the child is born,
So is the fruit harvest done,
While we wait for the Child to mature,
We wait for the fruit to ripen,
Too bad Auntie brings the fruit as a present for the baby,
The baby eats the fruit,
Same way that life bites on itself,
Blame it on the Law of nature or Auntie?
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