Slow dance

This poem is about you and how You leave licks of naked flames On my skin, with imperfect Fingers lingering, drawing Ancient symbols I’ll never decrypt, Marking me.   It’s about how your eyes burn Right through my soul, forcing out Unfamiliar sentiments that float Above our shoulders, and I dare not Hang them on…

4 am

It’s  4 am As it was, almost a week ago. I’m thinking it must mean something, The fact that I can’t sleep now And  I’m writing you this Because it’s never too early.   I love you at 4 am Not now, but I did a week ago When we had just got back. I…

Oak

I never claimed to posses you; Love does not seek to do so, Yet you had planted your heart In the shadow of my oak, And while my roots were nourished By the soul of the earth, I felt yours starve. We drank from the same cup, Neither of us ever fully satisfied; Our togetherness…

Turning tables

Dark haired girl, you Rub ashened elbows with the window sill, Cursing your neck for not being long enough. You can barely see inside But you already know how this scene goes, This is how it looks like from the outside.   You know you will  still wear your pretty smile, Even though it’s too…

Complicated

My heart stops  as you reach out And take my face in your hands. No words bear more meaning Than those that curl out of your mouth.   Hurt wraps its fingers around longing As they both fight to be felt. Neither of us is surprised by how it plays out: Me too, I say  as…

Me

  Would you stay if I Showed you Me? In my mind You handle it all Way better than I do. You Look for places To get lost in Yet never lose yourself. I let Emotions Tumble down Like Rolling stones That somehow always gather moss. That’s the thing with me I never am content…

Seasons

I still remember how it began, you creeping up on me Like the changing of seasons, I barely noticed the falling leaves. But I will always swear I saw you coming, Just  to have something to go back and forth about Because I like our idle banter, and  the look in your eyes When you…

Promises

Isn’t it funny, how we all Wear our hearts on our sleeves? We keep them hidden Like the magician does his cards. We look each other in the eyes As we promise not to let ourselves fall. Slowly, you and I make our way Towards the cliff’s edge. When we finally come to our senses…

Clouds

Old friend, it’s strange meeting you here. Remember the last time we met, we Shot for the clouds, but never quite made it So we built castles in the air And laughed our hearts out To soothe the sting of disappointment. Here we are again, this time you and I Are far away from home…

Shadows

My lost wanderer, We really must stop Meeting like this, half hidden In shadows in this deserted alley Where the smell of your skin weaves And winds itself with the stink Of cigarette smoke and alcohol. When will you finally let me Try to find my smile again? Maybe I shall find it by Playing…

Poetry – Exposed

My poem ‘Exposed’ has been featured on http://www.magunga.com/exposed-daisy-awiti/

Beads

Of all the advetures I’ve lived You and I will ever remain unfinished. If our life lines chance to cross again I will crawl over to you once more and Lie down in the crinkles of your eyes where Only your tears can carry me away. Remember our dark places, stuffed With mumbled words I…