Subtle Confessions of Noni Kanyora

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Don't wear your freedom down.

We are all instruments
We are all dancers
Some are singers , some are not
Some are fighters and some are not
Some are tall , some are short
Some are black , some are white
But what you are not is mine
Do as you will , i will give you whatever you need
I will smile politely and not raise my tone
I won't even cry .
So don't wear your freedom down
And i will . . .

I started to greed.

I do not like to cheat
I do not like to steal
But i find that i feel
I find that i cry
Inherited much pain for being vain
Im caught up in a frenzy , wanting more and more and more
My thoughts are inside your shirt , your subtle kiss
An overt needing over your latent one
I have become an appetite , the more i eat the more i want
A greedy pig , and soon the stench of me will scare away
Let me in , where only thoughts of me have been
I want to peer inside you
Tell me the end , this stateliness has one close to beg
Beguiled , beguiled , beguiled
I am not a fan of cliches or soulmates
This is indeed a mystery , and a tragedy combined
I stole you , when you didn't ask
Now i find that i see no ocean but a murky rocky water
I will go on , that i am sure
Coffee , wine will do or books even
I am sorry for my greed and crime and again i am not.

So long as there is one of us , there is both of us.

Your taste , your words , fallen stars
And memories suffocate me , and i am spent
Here i am missing you a sillywhile
But to be honest , being alone is better than being with you
Your love is so generous , most generous
And if i shut my eyes and even hope a little
I would be the sorrier , remembering you is a night-mare
When the dark comes you haunt my dreams
When it turns to light you taunt me
When you're miles away or if im miles away
I can hear your name , and it doesn't make me smile
It is torturing me
But it's my heart that's breaking ,
You're probably busy being generous
Fatal kiss , i should have listened
Stop this heartache express
And in my stupid pain , i have become plain
The beginning to the end that you are forgotten
Memories replaying , must be rid off
I draw each breath with such strain
Passing-chance ,
A never-happened ,
Get on the car drive away from the place i knew
From the place i knew ,
Turn aside , toss and turn
In my waking life you are in my head
In my dreams you are present
Peace Man!
Yes the hurt is much
Mother beat me when i stole , and slapped when i lied
Oh my grown up life says it's easier to lie
Cut out my heart and feed it to the dogs
Take it to the very altar , to the headless heartless
All i can do is writ , lest i cheat
Everything isn't the way i want ,
Show me oh unsavory guide , how i will go back when everything
Everything was easier ,
Indeed i am a fool
But we are all fools in love , and better to be a fool than a tool
The hammer has fallen , no quiet despair
But adrenaline and a heart headache
What have i become ? At best , at worst , at light , at night?
Everything whittles me away
Friends so grim , disapproving
I open my eyes and all i see is gray ,
So i try to read Dorian Gray and laugh at my youthful foolishness.

Organ Donor.

Why ?
Why , must we sell ourselves short?
And why?
Why , must you inflict me with your philosophies?
You do not know what i feel ,
And how i feel is that i don't waste my life
Chasing guy after guy , date after date
But to you i am wasting my life
I find that i do not have tolerance for lust
I thought i did , but it is too short lived
What about honest to God people ,
And at mention of this , you laugh
You laugh , say im naive
That i should explore all possibilities out there
That i - A living healthy individual
Must cut out my heart , and give it up for sale
Any patient who walks on by can have a try
But without a heart , how would i go on living?
I would become half-dead
Half-living
Half- sent
I would become so lifeless , i would forget
Good from evil
Black from white
Where does the line end?
I could try to live your way , or just be me
Thank you for your brochures , articles and speeches
But this heart isn't for sale
Not now.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Goodbye and live well.

The place i'm at - I had only read or heard about
Restless , apparently women get emotional
I can't sleep like i used to
I'm haunted ?

How did it all begin?
Every word , every sense of piety and reason
Thrown out the window
Whispers:stay away?

Gravity , pulled me in , curiosity through me
I wanted to fly
I didn't
I crashed !

I'm crashing , im burning love , i'm dying
The lows make me want to die
And the highs just ain't high
I can't breathe !

It's done , just like that
How perfect , no fat lady , no jasper in stripes
Just this ,
It's done!

I knew this would happen
The glitter of the cliche , i knew better
We breathe lies , bury denial inside
What was i missing ?

I know ill get over this,
it's my fault you see , i drove myself there
I have to leave as quickly as possible
I'm not wanted here . . .

Reality , never again will i disown for girlish illusion
Stay away , in deed
Goodbye
And live well .

the little she-pot

I am a little she pot
Short and stout
And i have a little pout
Here is my spout
And when i get all steamed up
I shout
Just tip me over try me out.

No2

Nitrous Oxide
Also known as laughing gas
Thank you for the info Dr.Lovesour
So this is what you recommend for my condition
I have been ill for weeks now
Your diagnosis: Infatuation
A mystery this disease of love ,
Even doctors and scientists have not found a cure
I think it was a temporary short circuit to my brain
No , i didn't go to medical school
So you think hormones might have been a crucial factor
Well for him it was ,
I agree , no point in talking about him
Except i would say . . . (blah , blah )
Allright , ill relax
But why does it hurt , i thought i was stronger
Didn't i get my immunization shot at seven
No guarantees , Doctors!
So the No2 will help with the pain , you say
Right ... Right
(Inhale )
(Cough)
I'm beginning to feel lightheaded
It's all a sick joke , isn't it
Why do you have three heads?
(Giggle)
Bitter?
ME? NO!!!!
Just because on my part im hurt
While he's lying on his back with a tart
Never!
Ill take my treatment , and bitterness is bad for the liver
I'm sleepy , can i lie here for awhile
Maybe when i wake up it won't hurt so much.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

The Merry-go round Boys.

When i was little i always loved going on rides
I loved the pony rides , the alien space ships
When i got a little older and more balance
My mother let me try the merry go round
Round and round and round i went
And i squealed for joy , and got tears of excitement
Again i'd say
Mummy please , again!
Round and round and round again
Do we have to go so , so soon?
I'd go home and think about the day i just had
Oh what lovely merry go rounds
When can we go again?
What shall i wear?
Maybe that blue dress with the ribbons
Will you bring me ribbons , for the fair?
Ill be good , so that i go again
Tell my friends at school about the exciting rides
It's magical
It makes you fly ,
It raises you from the ground and spins you round and round

Ten years later , i feel like i am still going on merry go rounds
The excitement , the thrill of the ride
Boy after boy and it feels like a round and round affair
Now i get headaches , i throw up after rides
It's worse now , the games are really exhausting
I can't keep up
It was fun at first , it was thrilling
But i desperately want to stand still now
I don't want merry-go round boys anymore

I want a boy outside the playground
No more Georgie - Pogies' who make girls cry
No more silly games
I want to stand still.
Will you stand still with me grown up boy?

In my place.

Insomnia , i can't sleep
Anorexia , i can't eat
So now i'm an insomniac and i have a food disorder
I loved food
I loved sleep
Now i can't get much of either
Nothing is the same anymore
What i thought was silly phrases , i mocked and mocked
I laughed them off , i swore i'd never be
I'm losing my sleep
Time is moving so slow
I can hear the echoes in this place
Tomorrow will bring hope , yes i know
But moving on is so much harder
But i have to
It's not right for me to want you or need you or feel you
It's not , i have to check myself
I have such unhealthy habits and an apparent conscience
They don't go to well together.
I tell myself , it's over , move on
Then why can't i be the same ?
Why do i toss and turn?
Why do i eat dry toast?
You changed everything , all that i am
I really haven't a clue what love is... and i can never admit it
I wonder if i shall forget you
Maybe you found me worth forgetting , afterall we are many
But it is only me i know : and i know that there is something
Something even i cant put into words , you had to be there
But i need to be put in my place .
I have to walk the plank
Meet the angry bull
I have to meet the hangman
I have to face the dagger
Then why does it feel like i already have
Except im not dying yet , im dead or alive
Im screwed.