another, another poem for Michael

another, another poem for Michael


            you are a star, my bright one

            how i see it in your soul

            when you glow

            onstage, moon walking your way out of a fairytale

            and bring such magic

            in me


            they called you, The Glove One

            they called you,  The King Of Pop


            yet i called you mike, yourself

            a simple child like human being 

            dancing with my tears, my joy

            it’s your voice i hear

            your hands i long to shake

            or even hold for a brief second

            if i ever give you a hug, or say thank you

            for everything that you’ve done

then it might be a beautiful moment, the best time of my life


cos of you, my bright one

you’re always be glowing one of the stars 

 across the heaven sky

across the milky way and oceans

and i have always believe in you

since you’re a bright star,

i believe in you like

you believe in Peter Pan


within my heart,

i know your innocence

your faith in God

your love for children

could forever spread around the globe


            i called you, my bright star

            with wings attached on your back to

            flash around the other stars

            moon-walking on a cloud in your fancy shoes

            the hat you wear overshadows your face                      

            your dark glasses hide your pretty eyes

            i knew you’re still a human

            a lovely black human being

            with a huge heart stretch out like rainbows


            oh Michael,

            this is why i called you, my friend

my bright star,  my Peter Pan

cos you made me cry, made me smile

and i pray, hoping in each day

for you to stay happy





Devika said...
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Devika said...

Oh my dear, dear Kai...

the evergreen fan of MJ -- makes
me too love him, blindly :-)

if I love you so, and you love HIM this much..how could i not..:-))


(ps: sorry for deleting the first comment here...missed a word..

Kai C. said...

its ok

Kai C. said...


Devika said...

oh my Kai..you seem back to your little limited words ;-)

love your poetry, dear...


Jeevan said...

Kai this poem reflects your love on Michael! beautifully and truly written from your heat :) so nice knowing your blog, i came here through Krystyna.

Peace and happiness

Pat Paulk said...

Kai, this is beautifully heart felt.

Anonymous said...

I hope he sees this some day.

Devika said...

Hi Kai!

Hope you are fine, my dear

i came to inform that i have a new one at my Certain Kind of woman blog.

just thought of informing the bloggers and friends i visit regularly..Take your time, but hope you will find time for it :-)


Devika said...

Kai, my dear..

Thank you so much for being there...and the kind comment..

also for being a friend, Kai...

love you, so

Anonymous said...

My brother and me sat and watched a tv show last night called ''1983''.
It was great and of course Michael was on there, jigging on his ''Thriller'' video.
Can you beieve that at one point, the album sold a million copies a week, or something like that...jeepers.