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John Kazadi Poem
That night was the last and longest we ever had
That day was the shortest, simplest and most sad
That drop was a dryer
And the smile was a goodbye
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2020
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John Kazadi Poem
Tick, lick, suck
Team, dream, win
One wants all
All wants one
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2020
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John Kazadi Poem
I’ve waited for a lifetime
Waited for smile like an end rhyme
I’ve listened a lot
Listened to voices that made me hot
I’ve lost enough
lost hope and mostly peace
I’ve climbed so high
Climbed Mountains and skies
I’ve played games
Games and won none
I’ve cried much
Much to be harvest with a handkerchief
I’ve lied to kings
Lied to kings and burnt my wings
I’ve seen mirrors breaking
Breaking like outbreak and firebreak
I’ve wanted a home
A home to be proud of alone
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2020
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John Kazadi Poem
You opened the door ahead of me
I followed in my trembling cat moves
I still remember your yellow blouse
with hesitation , unlike my indisciplined heart
That embraced strange feelings at first sight
you took me hiking
And reminded me my favorite game
Hide and seek
Those terrifying cliffs,
Broke my heart in fear before you turned your beautiful back on me
I knew this moment would come
lonely days
Thoughtful nights
Red eyes
Not every beauty is a blessing
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2022
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John Kazadi Poem
I hope you will be my last Ex
No human, shall come between us apart from death
I save my breath
for you to inhale, 4,5 & 6
No affection will be greater than this
I will take you places including Paris
I love black high heels
This agony, only you can heal
Your soft skin, is a cure
To my past wounds, you are pure
You are my autumn season
That blossoms these roses for sure
You heart is a safe prison
I want not to escape this future
To the love of my life
I want you to see these flaws
The flaws that flow from my vein
I inherited, jealousy and resilience
Patience and tolerance
I will be your definition of perfection
Your Alpha-Bird and Bed
I have two hearts
The first is my late grandfather's hat
if it's not on my bald head, it's on my wooden table
I create memories to keep
The second, is the woman I will own
My Delilah and secret keeper
I'm short of words
In my silence, feel the love
Your tears, is the last thing I would forever wish to see.
Your soulmate
Mr. John Kazadi
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2022
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John Kazadi Poem
Dear Love
Your skin is dark crimson rose
That shines like a young sun
Your voice opens locked doors
Your passion is as huge as a baobab shadow
We are sweet seeds, stevia
And cannabis sativa
Yellow butterfly bush
Joined by glowing wings
You are golden marigold
Your eyes the color of a daisy
Even in our dark stage, we are crazy
Soul divers and rivers
We are sour preferred star fruits
Your kiss I have never tasted smell so sweet
And creates an entire globe
In my little world
You are angel
I am your heaven
And your man
© John Kazadi
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2020
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John Kazadi Poem
She sweeps her lawn almost every day
She wears a vest that blocks my way
Tomorrow, I swear
I’ll greet her anyway
She stares through her window opposite my kitchen
I have loved the view, will turn it my room
With all due respect , I might turn her my moon
To show her my strength, I will offer her a hen
It’s 5 in the morning and a knock on my door
I must open it wide to prove I am a widower
To my utter surprise it’s a debt collector
His name is Robert, and now we done
Her skin is black, I adore her melanin
Although I am afraid, I am sure I can win
If I cease her heart, will buy her a flat
By the end of the week burn all my fat
The black lady next door, look familiar
With her in my house, will build la familia
Tomorrow I swear
I’ll greet her anyway
It’s been now a month, and I haven’t said a word
And I only have a dream to become her lovebird
It’s midnight, I must make my bed
Tomorrow, I’m in shape, I won’t be afraid
The black lady next door is set to leave
I’m trembling inside, I must hold my breathe
Today is the day I promised myself
A step at time, I must walk like a chief
Good morning my lady, extending my hand
She grabs it tight, I must act like a man
My name is Joh, I’m sure you are Nyota
As sweet as our names, we form great butter
It’s been now 5 years, and we have a toddler
His name is John, he’s just like his father
What used to be my kitchen is now his room
I hope that through this window, he shall spot his queen
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2024
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John Kazadi Poem
They are not ivories
they are canines
Between them is a venom
stand in the right column
They are not friends
They are fans
Sucking your blood
They won't leave, until they paint you mud
They are not after your wealth
They worry about your health
Very few, but means a lot
They stand with you, firm as a knot
They don't wait to wipe your tears
They hold you, and fight your fears
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2022
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John Kazadi Poem
If I was a broken plate
would you pick every piece of my brokenness?
If I was a clay pot
would you break me even though I was made to be broken?
If I was a drop of tears
would you drop me and let me dry?
If I was dried river
would you have courage of swimming in my dry chest?
If I had nothing
would you love me as you do?
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2020
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John Kazadi Poem
I can vividly see your dim lights from distance
but still can't imagine your love for instance
The closer I move towards you
The more I realize I'm a fool
The more I realize I'm a fool
The more I imagine a possible coup
In your corrupt regime,
let me be your saviour, maybe a bottle of champagne
Mark my words
we are exactly, what mama call love birds
We are the evil holy angels
and the last living legends
As I enlarge my arms for a hug
Beware that this sweet man, can as well be a thug
Copyright © John Kazadi | Year Posted 2022
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