Tuesday, January 3, 2017

SORROWS

I feel like i'm in a furnace,
The harder i try and escape the hotter it gets,
I'm not sure if it's the heat, the sweat or the tears
that is melting me in the castle of my skin

My life of uncertainty pregnant with regret,
This inferno seeks to devour my soul,
But they say its just in my mind,
While they serve my sorrows at their fancy tables,

The eye of the fire has imprinted itself on my being,
A phantom from hell or a phoenix out of it i will rise,
I don't need your medicine my insanity is my consciousness,
I'm not peeking through key holes i'm tired of trying to fit in,



Monday, January 2, 2017

LOST

So lost in love blinded by fear,
I get lost in these words you'll never hear,
You look my way,smile, and you disappear,
Then i get lost like a hunter without his spear.

I get lost in my amazement of you like gazing upon a star,
How could you be so close yet so very far,
I'm lost in the aura that makes you who you are,
Oh won't you stay with me and be my star.

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Trapped i wonder what could be worse,
The harder i try the more i'm cursed,
Enveloped in misery with return to sender as my stamp,
Am i at war with myself or am i just at war by myself,
Perhaps i should be more thankful?
Dear universe is it a sin to desire something better?
It is written ask and it shall be given,
I'm told everything happens in due season,
Though the tongue that speaketh is always dry,
On this pursuit of happiness I've lost my identity,
A quest that has become the matrix of my misery,
If it is fate then I've never been in control,
 I've been beaconed by Betelgeuse and Rigel,
In this land of familiarity I've missed my Orion,

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

(ANONYMOUS)

You hold the key to my great escape,
So i put on a show like a circus ape,
You feed on my desperation for change,
Like a mime my tongue cannot voice my rage,
I sweat and servile the hour glass day and night,
My dreams a mirage fading out of sight,
You forget my ancestor built this land as well,
That i am entitled to the "Dream" you sell,
Land of the free because of the slave,
Repatriation is your whip since you've labelled me a knave,

Saturday, May 14, 2016

DEAR MAMA

There is never an easy day to live with the pain,
I put on a show and cry in the rain,
Memories of good times and your wise words still linger,
They're my breastplate even though the void swells thicker,


You never gave up on me,
You believed in the man only you could see,
Words alone are just not enough,
I still search for you as I would a diamond in the rough,


You will always be the epitome of unconditional love beloved mother,
May your soul rest in peace till we embrace in a world unlike another.

DRILL SERGEANT

Life has a way of teaching,
to embrace upon a broken spirit,
and quiet down the restlessness of the heart.
To impart wisdom on a seeking soul.
We are alive because of the whispers in our hearts
Voices of loved ones that echo to the mind
Perhaps our paths will cross again
I will learn from your footprints
Just as I have learned from your wise council

I JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW

Your smile sets you apart,
Words alone can't express what's in my heart,
Just the other day you looked my way,
Time froze for more than a moment I swear,


Though the days go by with the wind,
Your laugh lingers in the air and mind,
I find myself counting down the hours,
Waiting for you like the desert waits for the rain showers,


I wonder if you notice me at all,
Am I just another admirer on your wall,
I  quiet my heart with coated truth,
But the more I pretend the deeper grows the root.