OUT OF LOVE

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Summary

Hello. My name is kigge Marvin. A painter and sculptor based in Africa and in particular- Uganda. Am a full grown man aged 28 born and raised in this country. This book shows a series of intriguing love poems written by a visual artist during the COVID-19 pandemic and there after. These are partly my own life experience. They describe the passionate side of my heart from which I draw my inspiration. Please Enjoy.

Genre
Poetry
Author
Kigge
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

1. BECOMING A MAN

REPROACH


ATTRACTION... hmn.

My glass is filled to the brim..

It’s some new blood.. she

Touched me somewhere

I don’t remember. But

Next to my heart o’ hearts.

Perhaps and yes.

Yes, am fed up n full. . . Oh dears.

How i have loved like i should..

But lived like i shouldn’t.

How I have cared like i should..

But felt like I shouldn’t.

When these tables turn,

I’ll follow soot.

Kigge




ALL EARS

My heart is bittered.. and

Whence did i cometh to hate

My own smile?

Weird sensation.. whose heart

Is freezin here in this misty cold...

I hate poetry. i hate poetry.

With my own style.

To love with no return. an’ lookin

In vain for ungainin fun. i hate

This foul. this lack of self esteem

Failing inspiration for thus beautiful

Aspiration.

These dreams weakened by feeble strength.

This poetry, a bunch of failing lines.

Isolated world, fallin apart.

All undeserving of pain

But followin me to my bed.

My heart is bittered. bittered .. bittered.

With an outroar of steps so hasty..

From an emotional marathon soundin

So lound and messy to the clear midnight chortle. And puttin words where

They don’t belong, when i sing along to that

Peri song.. and yes .. i hate tht song

Tell me

What u gonna do

when am gone?

Kigge




SHALLOW END

Drown me with your care.

Keep sinking deeper in mine.

Unless you throw in the red towel.

I won’t tell you are mine.

Love is such~ a dangerous thing ..

How many people does it hurt .

I think we should take our time

Don't go lookin for love

Kiss me with your eyes closed.

I wanna feel, the fragrance inside your soul.

Unless you give in completely.

It’s hard to tell if you are mine.

Love is such~ a dangerous thing..

How many pure souls does it corrupt.

I think we should take our time.

Don’t go looking for love.

Kigge



LIFE

A love so young

And true. Lost it in time.

The story o' em most beutf'l times

O' our lives. Has been judged

By the fate of Chris and Rihanna’s

Delirious affair. Since they lost it,

We are left in a truce.

How we met my Frika.

Our first date. Who we are now.

How we are, ours happiness.

You said Diego Hanendase predicted it.

Rosevelt’s line that stated: when at the end

Of the rope, tie a knot n’ hold on...

Now we’re left in a truce. My dear

***

Ours is a failing love. Our young flame.

Burnt out.

Darling, I tied the knot. Und held on so long. But

Such as mine, are rejected hearts. Free fallin

Broken every time. When I see no morning call,

Sorrowful lines enshroud my consciousness.

The sun sets at dawn und

The morning worries linger on. .

You said an ideal day should begin,

With a cute little yawn upon this face..

With a cup of tea in my hand und

An sms from my darling friend. .

But now our hearts went to war.

And my young love kept goin on. My love,

Am forever in a trance.

...

Kigge




DAYS OF GOLD

Good times be better.

And thence shall i

Find yours lodgins here.

Where you shall be in mine

Remebrance always.

Knowing we’ve watched us

Rise...

Your sweet sensual love,

It tastes like pure honey. My love,

Thus shall I search your heart

From time to time. Regarding always

Of the sweet memories made, as

We’ve watched us

Rise...

Kigge




THE REINCARNATION OF SORTS

Whether it takes

Tongues of lightning cuts

Across mine skies

Be it the the deafening

Loudness o’ thunder

And an indescribable blaze that

Thus smites mine eye

Perhaps a more natural current

Take a tornado sweeping in

Fast n’ steady through mine heart

Yet none of these shall break my spirit.

Am more of than myself

A dreamer. A cup filled to the brim.

I live out. To live again

Kigge




FEELING YOU STILL

Though seasons past

Love has us meeting once

And more. I feel your gaze

Drifting through em clouds

Then am strong

My sadness quickly fadin

As the fire you left in me ignites

And more none the less

My troubles upon the doorstep

All reliquished by your smile

You are a pill. I dearly kept within

The pendant upon mine chest.

You take away the hurt.

And thus bring us hope from

Beyond.

You are the myth

The surrounds my step

A satisfaction. A present help

In our time of need.

A guardian Angel.

Who would’ve known!

Kigge



BLISS IN QUARANTINE

Lovers and the hunger games.

Who’s in. Some get caught in pairs

As for me I’d say, ‘ we woke on

The same nest’

We loved and made love a night away.

Thence loved again. For a friend

And the whisky, it’s had to find rest. We

Laughed our heads silly.

With you

I’d have breakfast at dusk.

And be willing to go all the way. The

Wine and the song plus

A pretty face as good as f**k.

I like to eat you out first, then we be

Talkin’ about lunch or dinner perchance.

There is a glimmer in your eyes

That’s why I try to search deeper therein.

Love struck and stupid. I may ne’er recover.

mesmerised and delirious in love.

Am really in, for an eternity o’ passion.

But before we become fairies 🧚‍♀️ 🧚‍♂️

I still have one query.

who brought the hunger games.

‘Cause for once I ain’t feel like playin’.

And I know you’re pretty head.

It would be yawning graciously by ..

Don’t get me wrong now my love.

How about you call your dad?

Kigge






FADED

Love in her own words

She said I got married to a romantic

He saved none but showed me the moon

Had non but we lived in the stars.

And when I looked in his eyes,

I saw Jesus and the four horsemen.

I got married and lost my mind.

The sun rose at dusk.

We slept at noon. To have sex by dew fall.

I can’t recall the last time I ever felt unloved.

Perchance less. But I had more.

More than the strange feeling on being alive.

For I was more alive than the bitches in my town. For whence he touched me, I melted like

Chocolate on a sunny day.

If only I knew my man was a scented candle.

I’d keep the drippin wax. He left at New Year’s Eve. He dusted his feet and covered all trails.

His words faded like the taste of fine wine.

And his scent covered my lonely days.

Like the candle he was. Ignited once, burn low first and almost gone out. Only if I knew the later would turn ablaze.

I would keep my man to date. !!

Kigge









BEFORE THE FALL

Am a Red candle.

Flame dancing in the rain.

Twisted but all the same. I moved where the wind blew in a furious assertion.

But my flame went even higher and higher it went. My smoke vanished in the skies.

As my flame boasted upon an undying end. .

Am a brilliant glow.

I bring back your home memories.

From the far land you left to outgrow.

The bush road ne’er tended no more. The forgotten fields of corn, the alleys and the hills.

Your old bones ancestry, and the neighborhood

That passed ,with the ascension of smoke.

I am golden and bold.. I am weak and am strong.

I cleared the way of a fool,

And shook the dark in his lonely nights. Gave him a life! as I sent him to the land of the learnt. Sometimes I came back dead-drunk. My happiness trapped in the stench o’ whisky.

Yet strong and steady enough to dance,

With the stars and the moon, to the sound

O’ the rain!

Now am dripping wet of failing wits.

This melting wax makes my wick stumble. As from it emanates a river o’ wasted years. .And my bright days now past. It’s at such times, that i wish my beloved fool calls.

For remembrance sake! . . Of whence I lit many flames.

Before the fall.

* * *

Kigge









LOVER’S CONQUEST

Tender and sweet. My lovely Miss.

You are the glimmer in my smile.

The rhythm in my heart beats.

Our hearts were intertwined and

Bound by chords o’ endless love.

The sweet sensation of burning anxiety

It lingers around my mused self.

When you touch my hand, and

Say those sweet words. I’ve waited

So long. For a familiar sound.

Oh, my darling miss..

Shall I compare you to a perfect night?

You come in a rare stance. Mischievous like so. To rob me of heart n soul. Please stay, least

To the break o dawn. Am in awe of the softness in your palm. Still yearning for more!

A stary sky awaits. The moon smiles,

And waves our worries behind

them lofty clouds.

Like I have, seasons past but four. Searching,

Hungry for a Milky Way. My love.

Let’s stare into the night. And~

Make love till day.

Come-on my darling.

Whisper my name like so

In the dead of the night. Let me make them,

Your wildest dreams true in a glance.

My fingers get tipsy, dancing upon

the most adorable skin.. Under a peculiar lighting, my eyes are lost of sight.

Something about your intricate curves commemorates liberation day. One chance.

One night o’ unfathomable warmth.

Tangible wishes, more truer than destiny. And

One sweet word, that touches the most

Resentful heart.

It freaks me out. My pumpkin~

As you pull me into your space.

Our Hearts were free to love so. And

I ran a hero’s miles only,

To fall deeper in your arms.

Am Your caged song bird tonight.

Hold me closely. Tender and lovin friend.

Let me see your favorite pattern. Am a sensitive kind. If i can imitate your song. Only hold me gently.

We can together transpose ~ tender n sweet

And never let it fall. .

* * *

Kigge









FOR LOVE

I fucked up my best life.

And rejoiced in the spoil.

Went dancing around the fire

O’ irresistible infatuations.

Let’s say I gained the thrill

That’s stirred my crazy soul.

I’m now a wild horse

Running freely in your mind, where

I can feel your terrors. And wild thoughts

Precedent of far Beyond us both.

I tend to your tempting fields. The moans o’

Your intimate soul alike. And I watch

As your eyes close.

Let me humble your fears.

Your insecurities say. The beastly fun

I have, I can’t help but share.

Do you feel me, as I caress your scalp?

Am running in circles, and dancing~

Around your stuff.

Place your arms around my neck.

The flames o’ love shall take us in a lapse.

I’ll be your midnight train. My love..

I’ll be your ‘run-away from home’

I’ll trash the things you’ve known. An’

Let your psych side show.

* * *

Kigge








SOBS

grown men dont cry

Except for the broken hearted.

i am not singing a sad song.

heaven bear me witness.

love was once a forever..

em angels of our FIRST LOVE

shall pick up em

broken hearted..

whence he comes..

she gets displaced.

i have been disgraced - your honor.

i am alive. i have a message.

i have a testimony. i love him.

he saved me.he has been around.

our FIRST LOVE.

he never change.

i found grace..

patiently waitin for me.

i am saved. repent to Jesus.

be blessed with me..

take a deep breath.

GOD loves you..

he is waiting

Kigge






LEFT IN THE COLD

Love is blind.

You may get accustomed to it.

May even come to enjoy it.

Modeled by the hands of creation

Deceptive and true.

There are two sides of love

One good but a bluff. Another

Simple and kind- but small,

Won’t last a lifetime.

Which takes me down memory lane.

I’ve been sitting by myself.

In deep awe. O’ the immortality of the soul.

Which rejuvenates the frail flowers

And resurrects a dying passion.

How they made it so pure an’ how

It became so stained. How so high,

And how so low. It once was so real

Now ‘vanity’ to some as it is called.

Wild desires sprout through its form.. .

Save for the sick world, they grow thorns

O’ bitter sweet sensations.

Love became a ‘don’t take me lightly,

I can explode’. You can have my heart for now.

But don’t emote vibrantly.

Or else I have yours sold. It’s only due a summer’s day! Now come under my skin

Or be on your own by winter’s fall.

Dissolved by the pouring rain.

Drained with the floods. Along with

The other waste. So love‘s end is marred.

Hard to find and.. barely sought.

But be of good faith. Only God can tell.

Whether it lasts- or rather it won’t.

* * *

❤️

Kigge






SHOW ME HOW

My heart leaps. Not with joy.

For am weak and my limbs are numb.

From loving so strong.

My smile fades. My face drops.

My sight blurs. Floods from my eyes.

I can’t resent_

Been loving you all day long.

Someone show me how

To make a girl care.

When it comes to my heart,

The game ne’er was fair.

How can I love, love, love?

Hold on to a heart, that was

Ne’er there. .

And crave for a star, that ne’er

Was mine. .

But mine heart goes on.

For am weak in body. Save

Am spirit strong.

Kigge







EXPECTATIONS

Whence I met a girl.

Didn’t pick her from em stalls.

Perchance needed something more.

Perhaps would care.

Someone i could talk to.

You and I might be havin’

Lot in common and out o’ ordinary.

The other girl cared a little less bout I

Perchance needed a lady

But desire something more.

When I got a girl.

Her eyes glowed with love.

She was for my shoulder but,

Ne’er minded if i wasn’t for hers.

Perchance I wouldn’t care.

Kigge







TOOK THE DIAL

When you called, was in check.

Mine eyes staggered.

Those lips o’ mine heavy with

Stummer. Held mine mind like a book.

Thence for you I could read fore hand.

Till you called, my days o’

Misery covered. Love lured into play.

Mine evenings much brighter.

Every word crystal clear. Like~

There were not better

Remedy for my soul.

Incase you don’t remember.

I reckon the day you called.

Heard the sweetest voice in a while.

Love lingered for passers- by.

How could I tell,

O’ the day you called?

Kigge








FELT ATLAST

Straight to the heart.

Every single word. Rhymed like

A far cry. Resonated. . .

From a much pure heaven.

And am in no position,

To say how i felt.

Kigge






STUPID GIRL

She won’t say sorry.

Her desires shall choke you.

She won’t mind the heart.

You won’t need to say,

I told you not so.

When the tables turn

To an innocent life, the hurt.

She lets you know from your strife.

You were ne’er in the game.

She leaves you wasted.

Pretending she’s hurt so.

Neither judge nor jury, see!

You jaded .... wasted ..... mindless

Sex all more but thrice the month

And someone else.

Won’t follow your rainbow

Whence the four winds- blow.

Poor harlot. Plucked whenever she

Grows some pretty petals.

Much like a pawn.

By this game o’ chess. None

Backward move. Only forth comings

To own destruction. An’ won’t

Mind the hurt. My poor fellow!

Oh innocent life.

Shall be on with- your life.

Her desires shall choke her more...

Hope she gains some self-control. So~

Rid yourself o’ the stupid girl!

And find yourself somebody to hold.

Kigge






YELL AND POSE

Am a wild prophet.

Shall not shout a curse

To a free mind.

Kigge







BY MY SIDE

Glory days - oh my

Beautiful faces by my side.

I didn’t buy this music o’er

Here by my side.

The melody flows through.

Wonderful thoughts o’er

Here mine mind reminiscing ‘em.

Beautiful ladies- oh my.

On a trail o’ broken hearts

Where sad songs came through.

Arrow stricken hearts

Fail in chances ne’er coming back round.

Our dreams meet at the end,

The end o’ a lonesome life.

Dragged through the ruins by

Unfailing love.

Joyful memories cause excite

Here by mine side- bore by

Wonderful friends that I have.

Keep hopin’ for better times.

Take me. Take me

On a magical journey my ladies.

With sweet melodies comin’ through.

Mine mind can’t help it no more.

Wonderful curves besides me

That can heal a broken heart - oh my!

Didn’t buy this company o’er here

Just glad we had this time dears.

Kigge







LOVED

As we art highly favored.

The strong and mighty n’

Them mean at heart are calmed.

Our most valuable investor smiles.

Smiles upon our innovation.

Ours lame business comes a leap

In flight of eagles soarin’ high

With a many wings carry’d by.

The bad father’s curse below.

Not in his reach no more.

As I turn from Glory to Glory.

The Lord’s Hand not with ‘em

Proud in their own hearts.

He waves them yonder His glorious sight.

The exploiter’s dream fades.

On the shoulder o’ his mischief.

Jesus Name be highly honored.

Kigge








WAKY WAKY

. . . and look, the moon is gone.

The morning bird whistles.

The dark cloud is rolled away. And

An old sun washes his face.

As yet you walk across mine mind.

Don’t you grow weary

Walking in my sleep till dawn?

Kigge







UPON THE HILLS

The wind blows.

Beautiful petals fall.

How they age with time.

To be renewed at the break

  • O’ a new season.

Kigge







BROKEN STRINGS

Pluck a sad note.

Let the vibrations go.

Echo in n’ through my soul.

For I’d be strung out by now.

I’d be beggin’ you like so.

Pluck a string

For am devoid o’ love.

That strange bitter sweet.

Unfathomable .... unreachable.

Laid back n’ ever wantin’.

Starved n’ forthcomin’. Been-

Feeling you here in stories.

Stay by mine side now.

Your finger upon mine lips.

Please place your hands well.

Where the heartbeat thrives.

Isn’t that easy?

Then pluck a sweet note.

My dear. Play a calming melody.

I wanna feel forgiveness. And love~

Let me sit by and stare in awe

All the way. For I’ve been . .

Am devoid o’ love.

Kigge







SUBMISSION TALES

The lady sees her man.

They’ve been sitting upon the table.

So he speaks unto his lady an’ says

‘ lady, you have cook’d for me a long while,

‘N gone are the years. Alas!

I’ve bought you a house’

The lady sees her man.

And they’ve been sittin’ upon the table.

What does his lady do? By these words

Falls unto her knees with thanks givin’.

Receives the keys in tremblin’.

She’s a lady worth living a mile_

She’s a lady. A lady for his man.

Just so you know

There is a secret in falling in love

The happily married folks never told.

Seeing the way humility takes its course

In a lady’s heart, is worth more than gold

In the eye of her man’s pride.

If he’d only do a few things right. Love

Would never feel so wrong. For

At the sound of a few passionate words

She loses all her defenses and

Her submissive heart shows.

She could go on all fours for her man.

She could do all his favorite songs. And

If he wanted her to,

she could do a sweet little something more.

The lady looks in her man’s eyes

And this she truly knows.

The fiery love she holds

Feeds on her man’s diligence.

Diligence with consistency to do them small, easy, sweet, lovable. . . Passionate,

Intriguing, sensual, tempting and kind acts

That she always needed like so.

Hunger heals as_ her countenance falls.

This is all she ever longs for.

This Is her little secret. Easily discerned

But never told.

Kigge







BORN OF HOPE

When my best friends

Leave. Thence do I know~

Everybody else is gone.

But Alas!

Am still standin’.

For Jesus remains.

When they go. Let them leave.

Who would’ve known,

Toilet paper would be an Easter present?

And kissing would become a luxury?

This is where~ the monster comes

And everything fades.

But Jesus remains.

Kigge








IRRESISTIBLE LINES

He said. .

‘Your delicate body is but

A long and windin’ road.

I won’t take for grant’d save

Drive slowly love -

You dangerous like so’

And I believed him.

He added, ‘You see,

I was thirty seconds behind.

From falling in a trance, my friend.

Slowly . . . Steadfast . . Sweetly!

No sooner had I seen your beauty

In the review mirror, than

Was riding with my eyes closed.

To get closer to you!’

I was like ‘Anhaaa.....’

‘But lo. .

When I had it at last,

As you turned to stare by dawn,

My darling. My head moved fast.

Either side. Left to right.

How did I even get here?

Was puzzled!’

And that was it! Blocked at once!

Crossed the ‘no trespassing sign,

So he received two Hot slaps dears. .

I can afford a night With a fool.

But not_ A lifetime.

Kigge

RATIO OF THE HEART ❤️

If I didn’t leave them

For a little while. How would I have known

They had options? Amidst the best

O’ intentions!

Nevertheless . . .

In my humblest opinion,

The woman follows her man everywhere.

From time hearts intertwine,

Till death do them part. Only ~

That way, nature is balanced!

So I rest my case.

Kigge







HOW OLD

Do you still ask?

Am of African decent.

I beg to submit. So,

Just Incase you like to know.

How old. How frail !

I age with the sun 🌞

And by dusk, am drawn behind the hills~

In a beautiful orange orb. Gracefully,

I dance behind the lofty clouds ⛅️

As i give way to the night.

My skin may shed.

May wither. May fail.

But my soul ain’t that meek to time.

Am black. And am bold.

Am forever young. 😊

Kigge

FREAK OR FRIEND 😊

There is a hole in my wall.

The monster that ate my bread lives therein.

He is steal-full and he is wise.

Smell is his sense, to have all he can find.

There is a monster lurking in the dark.

He is brown. And he is gold.

Took the crumbs upon my platter n’

With him carried along a whole store.

Crawled out of the wood-work for his demise

Last night. I watched him crawl across my floor.

There is a hole in my heart.

And one in my soul. How wide is my hole!

Only you can know. But enough to let lovers go.

The beasts use it for a door.

Since mine acquaintance been ~ long gone.

Robbing me of body and soul.

Kigge




DOCTOR’S PRESCRIPTION

Don’t stir up

The juices in my heart. If

You can’t comprehend.

The relevance o’

My love ❤️

Kigge