KADALIBLOG
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I am simply a writer. A lover, a poet, a writer. I am everything ink and paint. A preacher by Grace and ooh a lover. Everything about love, I love love. From the conception of an idea to after honeymoon, its Marriage, weddings. I believe in Love. But I trust ink. I love politics too but I prefer everything, not politics.
KADALIBLOG
22h ago
Until death echoes this empty room
And wailing serenades every guest.
Until loneliness hugs this merry heart
And these teeth nolonger show
I will speak sweetly of your name
Hold unto your frail hands
Spend the nights awake
I will pick the beans
And end the patches.
Until death
I will let the music play loud
And dance
until the bones nolonger bend to command ..read more
KADALIBLOG
1w ago
I am curious
How does a soccer player make love?
I imagine fast-paced
Like his only aim is the score
Or they are perhaps slow
Anxious like they are on the bench
Or desire culminates depending on the teammates
I am curious at how long they last
I mean 90mins in the pitch
Perhaps 60mins in bed
Of silent moaning and heavy breathing ..read more
KADALIBLOG
1w ago
1: Sunshine – Alexander O’neal
2: Shake you down – Grehory Abbott
3: My my my – Johnny Gill
4: two occasions – The deele
5: Tender love – Force MDs
6: Forever, my lady – Jodeci
7: Caravan of love – Isles Japser
8: Always – Atlantic starr
9: end of the road – boys 11 men
10: Nothing is gonna change, my love – George Benson
Ps: List is for oldies lovers. My bonus track for all people highly recommended is Dandelion-tevin Campbell ..read more
KADALIBLOG
1w ago
How Infallible are you?
That you able to love every part of me
Every part I’ve ever been broken
A perfectly put-together mess
A dark Jerusalem and a bright rome?
I have prayed and hoped
Hoping for a person like you
I habmve made silent prayers
The burning memory of your altar fires
Has my eyes filled with tears that they can’t close
My heart is rigid with fears
Fears of the changes
Fear to conquering.
I am conquering on frailty
Yet I know you are infallible.
Hold me close to your heart
Boost my confidence
Give me strength ..read more
KADALIBLOG
3w ago
Won’t you show me who I am ?
I have become somebody on my own
I am what I feel and what I believe in
I am brave, I am bruised.
I see what I have become
Through these crimson eyes
My past is a facade.
You did not know me young
I am like the seeds of a dandelion
Wafted by a gentle breeze
And on such a night,
How proud am I to shut the eye
Faded black ..read more
KADALIBLOG
3w ago
He entered deep into the pages
Like loneliness had made a call
and the dark corner of the library responded
He silently caressed the pages
Continously sucking on his finger
Moisturising it for the next flip
While letting it take him to new places
But right there In
His new place
Everything that rustled stood still
He had found his escape ..read more
KADALIBLOG
1M ago
His body like an African beast
I worshipped it like a new born believer
demons dancing in his yes
ready to come out and devour my body
I want to soak your body
and wet your soul,
Until you part those sheets like holy water
But i refuse to be caged by you
I am the beast
Yes you are
And I do not want your gentle love tonight
I want your lust to leave me ravaged
She activated the naughtiness in him ..read more
KADALIBLOG
1M ago
Write me a love song in cursive script
Your darkness dancing with mine.
Write me a love poem
On a thin paper between your thighs,
the wandering of your hands
getting lost in the curves of my body
on a rainy afternoon.
Sketch me a silhouette
Of your body against mine in the dark
With lace panties at my feet.
Write me a kinky rap line
With your name refraining every stanza
Make me your poetry
Let me tremble and be your master piece ..read more
KADALIBLOG
1M ago
1: Wamu – Apass
2: Stand by Me – Ben E king
3: The Vow – Meddy
4: The promise – Cece winans
5: African Queen- 2baba
6:I love you – Rayvanny
7:The one – Diamond Platnumz
8: Can’t take my eyes off you -Lauryn Hill
9: Why I love you – Major
10: City Lights – Simi ..read more
KADALIBLOG
1M ago
His back stayed turned to her
But she kept talking
The seductress in her seeking attention.
In his sofa across the studio, she lay
like an easel waiting to be inked
He didn’t look nor respond
He stayed glued to his canvas
His back muscles sexily flexing
Sketching her face from the first time they met ..read more