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“Let’s last forever.”
Said I to Infinity,
Who smiled rather cheekily,
And with a shoulder shrug,
Gave me a colder hug,
And a kiss on the cheek,
Then she whispered in my ear, ‘let’s last ’till next week.’
‘Next week is too soon,’ said I,
Red eyed,
From fury half contained then she said,
‘I can’t promise you forever,because promises break like my heart, if we start with playing time… Then today is last week.’
She said,
‘And you have one week left.’
Dazed, Weak breath,
Confused and not,
In my senses I came to face with thought,And eventually replied,
‘The moon rose when the sun died,
But from the math that learnt I,
The sun died indeed, but the moon held onto it’s light so to be fair it never left.’
She laughed at my cleverness,
And said,’Ridiculous! Trickster you!
I know what misters do,
And if you really want me in the worst way,
Then i’ll give you today upto thursday.’
‘But that’s not forever…’ I begun but before I could say,
She started to pray.
Stars fell and skies cracked.
‘What is it you do,’ I asked the godess infinity as lightning whipped.
‘The cup from which you sipped,’
She said,
‘Has been stripped from your palm ’till you know finesse and calm. Kiss forever goodbye as I depart.’
And then the earth crumbled and the world fell apart.
‘Don’t leave!’ Said I, knowing it’s too soon,
She smiled half-faded, ‘You whom,
At night know where to find the new moon,
Shall die trying to define forever in years.’
And then she disappeared.
Then I woke up.

Checkmate Mido

Featured Poem:

Boomtwenth

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Buh-boom!
Went the drum,
Bass came in between,
Clack! Clack! Hit the hat… Then came a dream.
Penny for a thought,
Freedom is what music sought,
So… Buh-boom!
We fought,
With screams of bass in between,
Clack! Clack! So they fell and songs reigned supreme.
Love was made to the woman named Queen,
Get the picture the frame brings,
Kisses here and sweat scenes,
Wet things,
Among them the Queens’ panties and soon….
Bed sheets,
We made heat,
Baying to be cooled by wet lips,
So… Buh-boom!
Went the drum,
Bass came in between,
Clack! Clack! Follows the music of the sweet tenor Queen…
Ebony skin,
Meet dark chocolate, my version of yang and yin,
Let she fantasize of the pleasures my tongue shall bring,
To the… Buh-boom!
Of her drum,
With some bass in between,
Clack! Clack! Cracks her voice when she start to sing!
‘tfeels like morning, her grass is wet with dew,
Praising the rhythm that man knew,
And the Buh-boom!
Of her heart speeds up,
Her peak must,
Be getting closer, because as we hug,
Tighter,
She gets, the music becomes louder,
And her hip sways to the song now,
The Buh-boom!
Of the heart if not stronger then strong now,
The bass in between tones down,
To low hums,
And the Clack! Clack! Of the hat, turns to sighs,
Depicting goodbye to highs,
And Hello to lows, expressed simply like,
For example…
I’m down for you!

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Biography

The ever-resilient Checkmate Mido is a human beatbox, poet, musician and actor. He is known for his thought provoking poems and incorporating beatboxing into his performances.

In December 2010, at the annual Kenya Music Week, held at the Sarit Centre, he co-released his 6 track EP called Broken City with Kennah as his first foray into recording an album, which apart from the two, features various artists such as world renowned percussionist Tenpar Tella.

Broken City was again relaunched at the secrets lounge on the 3rd of March 2011. http://nairobinow.wordpress.com/concertalbum-launch-kennah-checkmate-live-unplugged-mar-3-2011-secrets-lounge/

Apart from writing his own music and poetry, he had a hugely successful debut as an actor appearing in the popular play Mayors’ Diary performed by Ethnic Productions in collaboration with Adcents media (now Kilele Productions), in which he starred as the title character the Mayor. He also played a role in the thriller Death & The Estate (as Spencer-The Family Lawyer) staged at the Kenya National Theatre from 9th-11th December 2011.

He featured in the 2012 edition of The Theatre Company’s Fire By Ten series playing multiple roles.

Having featured in festivals such as Wapi (words and pictures) in 2011 and Kinanda Arts Festival he has performed at various other poetry nights such as Slam Africa, Kwani and Wamathai.

Checkmate Mido

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Biography

The ever-resilient Checkmate Mido is a human beatbox, poet, musician and actor. He is known for his thought provoking poems and incorporating beatboxing into his performances.

In December 2010, at the annual Kenya Music Week, held at the Sarit Centre, he co-released his 6 track EP called Broken City with Kennah as his first foray into recording an album, which apart from the two, features various artists such as world renowned percussionist Tenpar Tella.

Broken City was again relaunched at the secrets lounge on the 3rd of March 2011. http://nairobinow.wordpress.com/concertalbum-launch-kennah-checkmate-live-unplugged-mar-3-2011-secrets-lounge/

Apart from writing his own music and poetry, he had a hugely successful debut as an actor appearing in the popular play Mayors’ Diary performed by Ethnic Productions in collaboration with Adcents media (now Kilele Productions), in which he starred as the title character the Mayor. He also played a role in the thriller Death & The Estate (as Spencer-The Family Lawyer) staged at the Kenya National Theatre from 9th-11th December 2011.

He featured in the 2012 edition of The Theatre Company’s Fire By Ten series playing multiple roles.

Having featured in festivals such as Wapi (words and pictures) in 2011 and Kinanda Arts Festival he has performed at various other poetry nights such as Slam Africa, Kwani and Wamathai.

Revelations

Enlarge poem

“Let’s last forever.”
Said I to Infinity,
Who smiled rather cheekily,
And with a shoulder shrug,
Gave me a colder hug,
And a kiss on the cheek,
Then she whispered in my ear, ‘let’s last ’till next week.’
‘Next week is too soon,’ said I,
Red eyed,
From fury half contained then she said,
‘I can’t promise you forever,because promises break like my heart, if we start with playing time… Then today is last week.’
She said,
‘And you have one week left.’
Dazed, Weak breath,
Confused and not,
In my senses I came to face with thought,And eventually replied,
‘The moon rose when the sun died,
But from the math that learnt I,
The sun died indeed, but the moon held onto it’s light so to be fair it never left.’
She laughed at my cleverness,
And said,’Ridiculous! Trickster you!
I know what misters do,
And if you really want me in the worst way,
Then i’ll give you today upto thursday.’
‘But that’s not forever…’ I begun but before I could say,
She started to pray.
Stars fell and skies cracked.
‘What is it you do,’ I asked the godess infinity as lightning whipped.
‘The cup from which you sipped,’
She said,
‘Has been stripped from your palm ’till you know finesse and calm. Kiss forever goodbye as I depart.’
And then the earth crumbled and the world fell apart.
‘Don’t leave!’ Said I, knowing it’s too soon,
She smiled half-faded, ‘You whom,
At night know where to find the new moon,
Shall die trying to define forever in years.’
And then she disappeared.
Then I woke up.

Featured Poem:

Boomtwenth

Enlarge poem

Buh-boom!
Went the drum,
Bass came in between,
Clack! Clack! Hit the hat… Then came a dream.
Penny for a thought,
Freedom is what music sought,
So… Buh-boom!
We fought,
With screams of bass in between,
Clack! Clack! So they fell and songs reigned supreme.
Love was made to the woman named Queen,
Get the picture the frame brings,
Kisses here and sweat scenes,
Wet things,
Among them the Queens’ panties and soon….
Bed sheets,
We made heat,
Baying to be cooled by wet lips,
So… Buh-boom!
Went the drum,
Bass came in between,
Clack! Clack! Follows the music of the sweet tenor Queen…
Ebony skin,
Meet dark chocolate, my version of yang and yin,
Let she fantasize of the pleasures my tongue shall bring,
To the… Buh-boom!
Of her drum,
With some bass in between,
Clack! Clack! Cracks her voice when she start to sing!
‘tfeels like morning, her grass is wet with dew,
Praising the rhythm that man knew,
And the Buh-boom!
Of her heart speeds up,
Her peak must,
Be getting closer, because as we hug,
Tighter,
She gets, the music becomes louder,
And her hip sways to the song now,
The Buh-boom!
Of the heart if not stronger then strong now,
The bass in between tones down,
To low hums,
And the Clack! Clack! Of the hat, turns to sighs,
Depicting goodbye to highs,
And Hello to lows, expressed simply like,
For example…
I’m down for you!

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (1)
  • Pride (0)
  • Optimism (0)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (3)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (2)
  • Captivation (0)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (3)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

Revelations

Enlarge poem

“Let’s last forever.”
Said I to Infinity,
Who smiled rather cheekily,
And with a shoulder shrug,
Gave me a colder hug,
And a kiss on the cheek,
Then she whispered in my ear, ‘let’s last ’till next week.’
‘Next week is too soon,’ said I,
Red eyed,
From fury half contained then she said,
‘I can’t promise you forever,because promises break like my heart, if we start with playing time… Then today is last week.’
She said,
‘And you have one week left.’
Dazed, Weak breath,
Confused and not,
In my senses I came to face with thought,And eventually replied,
‘The moon rose when the sun died,
But from the math that learnt I,
The sun died indeed, but the moon held onto it’s light so to be fair it never left.’
She laughed at my cleverness,
And said,’Ridiculous! Trickster you!
I know what misters do,
And if you really want me in the worst way,
Then i’ll give you today upto thursday.’
‘But that’s not forever…’ I begun but before I could say,
She started to pray.
Stars fell and skies cracked.
‘What is it you do,’ I asked the godess infinity as lightning whipped.
‘The cup from which you sipped,’
She said,
‘Has been stripped from your palm ’till you know finesse and calm. Kiss forever goodbye as I depart.’
And then the earth crumbled and the world fell apart.
‘Don’t leave!’ Said I, knowing it’s too soon,
She smiled half-faded, ‘You whom,
At night know where to find the new moon,
Shall die trying to define forever in years.’
And then she disappeared.
Then I woke up.

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