Kagai-One

Woes of the World. These are the people of the world today. These are the unaltered images currently on display. Underneath all the glamour, glimmer and glitz. Take away the fictitious and deliberate array. Uncover the cosmetic and carefully applied mist. Look out the window and this is what you will be left with. Hoodlums blaring out music from their phones on the back of the bus. Undercover police scouting out the local estates for their next drug bust. Doting high school pupils hoping to attain their A level requirements. Post and undergraduate university students engrossed by assignments. Fathers suited and booted leaving their

Life as I Know It. I am waiting for my opportunity. Waiting for someone to give me a chance. It is difficult to stand out within the writing community. We all have to jump through hoops and enact the same dance. What more do I have to do to get you consider me. I have worked hard to be consistent to show my commitment. I am trying to be adaptive and pro active so nothing will hinder me. But I understand that publishing opportunities will not come in an instant. I just want more time to assess, address and process all of my objectives. My dream is to be able to fashion my writing into a way of thriving and surviving. But because of the requ

A Night on the Tiles. She was not a natural socialite. But her friends suggested they all went out tonight. They told her she was always over worked and uptight. And that it was about time she took them up on their invite. Despite her initial reluctance, They persisted to infiltrate her circumference. As a result masses alcohol was consumed in abundance. Until she was no longer fit to make any logical judgements. When they finally arrived at the function, She had already drunk well over her consumption. And could not handle or distinguish the subtle forms of seduction. Or gage how quickly a seemingly sweet male can turn into a huntsman.

Unclassified. I am not British nor am I English, I am a member of the planet earth. My skin is black making it hard to distinguish That I do not belong to any specific turf. Although my passport may say otherwise And there may be boxes I am forced to tick. My Continental ties are instrumental in their eyes. Just like you, I am vulnerable to stones and sticks. My hair may be curly and my nose may be wide But my extremities are bound to any communal cemetery. If you would be willing to compare a picture of our insides. You will see that our differences are purely elementary. Yet you are conditioned to see me as incompatible And this mispl

Someone Else. I wish I had a...             A heart that is malleable.                       A mind that isn’t practical                               And a life that is fanciful. I wish I had a...             Tranquil touch that never hurts.                        A mouth that thinks before it spurts                                And a body that is control of its nerves. I wish I had...             Feet that are confident and able walk fast.                         Hopeful hands that have a firm but soft grasp                                    And an ass that can rebound after every task. I wish I had a smile that is

Esteem. Your loneliness has spread to your eyes,             It has now become a part of who you are. You can no longer keep contract of your own lies.             Everyone else but you can see that this has gone too far.                 Your expressions and body language have become bionic.             It’s almost like the lights are on but the room has been ransacked. What is ironic is that you try so hard to subtly avoid the topic.             I choose and use my words carefully because I know how you will react.                     There is only so much I can say or do; the rest is solely up to you.             Only you c

Self Made. Research and re-emerge when you have found the answer. Correct and perfect your craft and become your own master. Refine your design until it cannot be further enhanced. Instead of waiting, why not try creating your own chance? Have the nerve to capture what you so rightly deserve. Duly take heed but never concede to what you have heard. Manually harness the tenacity to exceed your limited capacity. Recognize that progress can either happen instantly or gradually. Stay humble but don’t let it crumble when things start looking up. Because those in a position of power are also known to be corrupt. Remain independent; ref

Replaceable. They wanted a no hoper. Someone they could fold and mould to their liking And with him being a self perpetuating loner. The situation seemed too compellingly inviting. They took advantage of his good nature. They kept adding to his already overflowing plate And they were not the type to ever return the favour. He saw this transaction as a contraction of them becoming mates. They would lie to his face and talk behind his back. Setting him tedious tasks that were initially refused by others. This then artfully allowed them to dart off track and slack. Why is it that the insecure and pure are the ones that suffer? And when he w

What is Right? Please do not talk to me; I am not able to respond. And do not give me that look as if something has to be wrong. You do not need to delve into the shelves of my closed expressions. I am exempt from your attempts to unearth my preserved confessions. I am not purposely trying to evade your noble and compassionate crusade. It’s just on this occasion I do not require saving; there is no need to come to my aid. I understand that as my friend you are obliged to defend me to the very end. And this means you must venture pass the farce of barriers that I bewilderingly send. But right now my words are diverting from my mou