have you heard the musical legend, king of pop Michael Jackson had passed away today? And you know how I am with this man, i am like the biggest fan. i broke down and read the news from my friend who email me. my eyes are red. I got a headache from crying. Even though I don’t know him in person, he was my favorite. he was my first older man that I ever had a crush on. his beautiful music makes me know him a whole lot. I could not believe that he went to heaven to be with the Lord and Christ today. He literally moonwalks to heaven and his pain is gone. Now the whole globe is sobbing away filled with tears of melancholy. His fans were weeping with their souls. he has affected people all over the world. he helped children all over the world. to me an angel like him, he came down here for a reason, now he went. yet he is at peace. he’s with the lost children and probably found his childhood. I don’t want to say goodbye, but i’ll see him in spirit when i play his music.
i love mj4ever……….and ever…….
R.I.P Michael Jackson<3
R.I.P Michael Jackson
again for Michael,
you are
really are
a magical child
who wants to fly
and lives in Neverland
i know
in your brown eyes
i see sunbeams and stars twinkle
while
tears wets your sick skin
a shy magical child
inside your soul
i saw him
coming out of you
and searching for your childhood
through crowds of angry people
i know
and i'm sorry that you have to live this way
being misunderstood by ignorance
but Michael,
i understand where you are coming from
i understand
i must call you a soul-magical child
who flies in every beating heart
my lovely moonwalker in the sky
and you don't need to prove your innocence
cos you're innocent
like the eyes of a beautiful baby Jesus
you are a child
a magical child
in a grown man body
through out the years
i know you have suffer enough
this is why you're never alone
cos there is also somebody who grew up
without a childhood
feeling your pain, your heart
and it kills me when strangers walked the streets
brainwashing by prejudice of wagging mouths
only to believe lies and hate
this magical child in you
has a heart
that is the biggest and wider
than the universe
nobody sees it
how big, how wide
there are thousands, thousands of rooms
inside your broken heart
i manage to get inside your different world
your lifestyle
and people don't think
they judge
basically they judge God
cos God is a magical child
who creates you
and let extraordinary multiple gifts fall
out of His hands into your black soul
you used them onstage
beautifully..
so beautifully,
everyone cried
worshipping your precious arts
when you gave your all
i wonder if they called you that magical child
cos i am calling you your true name
a magical child
who never runs, never hides
he's in your eyes
in your sick skin
i felt that magical child in you, Michael
the true colors of your rainbow
the voice of spoken word
i hear you
i feel you, my magical child
from far away
bringing such magic
to my soul
when i hear your music
your own heartsongs
just even warms my chills
yet you're only a
magical child
magical Peter Pan
who change and heal the globe
caring for all children
in each race
who are lost and never was found
in this harsh world
you are that magical child
that lonely man in the mirror
nobody gets you
nobody gets your beautiful world
but i do
i read your history
i stretch out your roots
and it breaks my heart
to see you
swim in your own lonesome
but again Michael,
you are never alone
you still have people
who loves you
unconditionally
you've brought the most
magical child in all of us
and that's why
i love you, mike
you're that soulful little
magical dark child
who brings sparks to
my beating heart---
~
7 comments:
When I heard the sad new I thought of you and your poetry blog. Its a nice poem and his music will live on forever!
thanks.....he's going to be missed!
Kai--I can't say enough about your awesome poem about Michael, we're all crying inside to lose him, but know he is happy in heaven, and missing us too!
AWESOME poem, Kai you have outdone yourself, all of your lines are ringing with beauty and insight, and you paint a vivid and loving picture of the man and what he means to the world and to his fans.
That evening when he died, there was a mockingbird singing on top of the telephone pole, on my street. Every mockingbird sings its own combination of songs--but this one was singing Michael Jackson's rhythms, it sounded like an MJ concert! I sat down with my dog and listened. This bird not only sang, it did the percussion like Michael does in that video you posted. Every so often he would jump up in the air, twirl around with his wings spread wide(dark, with white tips! then weightlessly come down again, still singing.
I swear that mockingbird was channelling Michael Jackson! After a while it started singing regular mockingbird songs, so I knew the concert was over, and that it was a special and once-in-a-lifetime thing.
I wanted to share this story with you, Kai--I wish you could have been there with me!
I wrote a poem about a firefly, it reminded me of Michael, that's my latest post, I dedicated it to him! He is such an inspiration, always will be...and perhaps we can all grow to be magical children in our own way.
Love you, Kai!
Oh Kai, that was a lovely tribute to MJ,
and I see Nick Harvey here after a long while,
as he says..when I heard the news you were the first person who came to my mind, my dear Kai,
& yes, his fans all over the world are singing his songs...and his music will always replace his absence :)
wishes,
devika
thank you
I thought of you too at that sad moment.
I'll be back.
Kai, this is another poem of yours
that is crying out to be published.
Your heart/mind is amazing. A
beautiful tribute to Michael.
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