Subtle Confessions of Noni Kanyora

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Sparrow

 For when you lay eyes
On a Sparrow
You are well aware
That you can never own a
Sparrow

Instead we fill our
Minds and thoughts
Of flying high
With them
Above the clouds

The love for a sparrow
Is strong
But beware
They will sprout wings and
Fly away

I am no sparrow
My feet are
Firmly on the ground
Yet my eyes
Look to the horizon

Sparrow,
When you fly with the eagles
When you've had your fill
I hope you find your way
Back to me. 

Monday, October 8, 2012

The Wounded

The broken ones
You know them?
You see them
Have you met them ?

The ones
That need the most
Taking care of
The lost ones

The wounded ones
Because truth
Be told 
I am also one of them

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

SENTI-MENTAL

When you held  my hand so
How could I think ill of you
All I ever wanted was to protect you
If a woman could
I would have
For you

What could I have done , differently?
For you to realise , at least
If , nothing else- how much I cared about you
No one if they heard , can say that you and I
Did not love each other: I'm better near to you
You live in the skies , and I? 

Near you ?

You had all the power
And I had none
Healing doesn't happen this way
Saying this and that and rattleback
No , when I felt it - I felt it, believe that 

For you

Just like the song says
'I'm thinking of you'
When I can't sleep , I play you
When you are near :  the pain , heartache and natural shocks
You are the end of self abuse
Yes you

The timing is off , the clock is tocked
I cannot say ,  I have wept
You never gave me cause to
Bask in the knowledge
That in the deepest trench there will always be room
For you

Except for the liberty of hearing from far far away
No matter, even if you're anywhere-I am not,
I'm better this way , praying to a Deity
And far , that self were hell to me
Why do I have to-
Forget you

He is wonderful and I can do him no wrong
Which makes it harder to remove
This mark , you laid on me
For you had all the power and I had none
Then with someone new ,am I still blue?
For you.



Monday, September 17, 2012

It's you


And for the millionth time i'm wondering
Why?
It's you ...

A little man and I
Fell out-
I'll tell you what it was
All about ...
He had money
And I had none
And that's the way
The noise began ...

If we went back all over again
Would it be new?
Would I ..
Could I..
Forget?
Make it like children and
Run along?

Money makes weasels out of people
What is so endearing about it?
That makes people ...

Forget?
That it was you ...
Now and always you

You there
I here
With just the door ajar
To what we are