My Hottest Poem
By Eudiah Kamonjo
My hottest poem
came to me on a cloudy Tuesday afternoon
at the brink of noon
Unaware, I had invited what I sought not
And amidst computerized walls
Surrounded by guys and chics with
Yellow ties, pink shirts and green minis
I was immersed in the silence of speaking words
With guts and veins I knew not existed
Consumed by the wings in his voice
Swirling in the intensity of his eyes
I began to melt and I spoke
‘You are hot! So hot!
Wewe nimsawa, Aaaaiaiaaiaah!
Wewe nimsawa,uko sawa
Wewe nimsawa, uko sawa…..
Aaaaiaiaaiaah! aaaiaiai!’
The ultimate aphrodisiac
For dangerous ventures that snap and nap
With a hellish kind of zap
Like a mouse trap thats as old
As the clustered stars in your head
Now I am stripped of my time
Yet fulfilled of my need
For a poem that’s in touch with its opposite gender
See, my poem is a hot sexy man
yet a hot sexy mama
And he loves it, lives it and shows it to me
Wewe nimsawa, Aaaaiaiaaiaah!
Wewe nimsawa, uko sawa
Wewe nimsawa, uko sawa…..
Aaaaiaiaaiaah! aaaiaiai!
Reverberating at the back of my memory
Is the embrace of the night when he
Engaged me in metaphors of pain and pleasure
Stripped of ignorance and
Looking like a cat that had seen
The goddess of everything dark yet true
I lay in fragments of
Similies and verbs and monologues with myself
Speechless and dead to myself
For a moment of two
My hottest poem
Is now causing lyrics of seduction
To osmosize right through my… body
To the depths of my being
My eyelids loose focus
Threatening to become IDP’s within myself
Wewe nimsawa, Aaaaiaiaaiaah!
Wewe nimsawa,uko sawa
Wewe nimsawa, uko sawa…..
Aaaaiaiaaiaah! aaaiaiai!
Now I lie here
Looking down at this poem
Then looking at myself…
Embalmed, fashionated, bathed
By his exposure escapades
Clad in this oversized t-shirt
Surrounded by pillowcases of hot sweat and perfumes of
Instinct and Hope
I hope….
April 21, 2008 at 11:08 am |
Wow! Beautiful
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June 1, 2008 at 8:20 pm |
You, my dear Eudiah, are the hottest poem, scented of wet svelte sweat and sweet perfume!
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July 13, 2008 at 5:22 pm |
That was so beautifully put, the words take you to places of ecstasy
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July 28, 2008 at 4:39 pm |
I think ya hottest poem is as hot as yaself,
I mean its such a hot babe,
A tequilar i’l want to sip every second.
Thanks for the great talent.
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September 16, 2008 at 1:48 pm |
God what can a man say?
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January 28, 2009 at 10:05 am |
So much verve,so much nerve.Beautiful souls reflect beautiful feelings.This is great work…..
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February 28, 2009 at 7:04 pm |
good.Very good.Please do more swahili? I find it richer, more captivating…besides the culture is deep and brings out some mystique.Got any published works?
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June 25, 2009 at 12:09 pm |
hmmmm! this is hot :-bd
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June 11, 2016 at 11:37 am |
The poem is just as hot as the author!
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