Poetic art

Every kid is born an artist but growing to maintain it is the issue. Many losing interest and some having no idea of the existence of the sweet sensention of art. So lovely is the feeling. To be able to make nature exist in a different way.

The music calming our stresses minds. Art is an easier way of expressing the unexplainable feeling deeper than imagined but when it becomes a burden we have special way to telling it.

Maybe not known to many but it sooths the soul. Join jaylous art. Art, your service.

She

She Is light
Brightening my darkened heart
Her soul so tender
Tender than the comphy cotton
Her hands productive
Everything she touches blooms
She is my day and night

My book to refer from
Would take millions of writtings to describe her
She is my library
A recipe book to a determined chef
A judicial reference to a lawyer
Anatomy to the doctor

She is like
Like someone unexplainable
She is everything I want
Does she get angry yeah
Yelling is her medicine
But I adore her

There are moments not passing
My dreams are to be her
Happy  her  joyful her

A letter to my lover

That’s a rare flower
Unique from it’s scent
The looks ravishing to the traveller
All the way from Seme
I have found you
All the stars
I saw a shining one
A shooting star
You shot straight to my heart
Letter to you ….mi amante

When you  smiled
My knees went numb
You have control
All my energy gone because of my lover
You are Heavens sent
You steps calculated periodically
You words arranged romantically
The eyes positioned appropriately
Did you take part in your own creation
Seems like you enticed the Mighty one
Letter to you …mi amante珞

You molify my heart
The great mind you blessed
Making me at peace
Satisfaction in soul
You are the one
The mother to my kids
Anatomy book to my doctor’s
You are the final law
From your pot I wish to taste
Your kitchen my best restaurant
Letter to you…mi amante

I found you
As a friend as a lover
Castles I build heart beating
Would you keep going
Giving me a reason to smile
Be my Eric Omondi laughter all the way
Would you be my one and only
Imperfections  perfect them
Negativity posify
Because I want only you
Key to my heart you got
Letter to you…mi amante

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