I'm an observer,
I'm both within and without.
I see all your masks.

Keep the sun in your heart,
The moon in Your mind
and so you may see far,
the stars in your eyes

You've been with me from the start,  
Our distance couldn't be shorter but we are so far apart .
I miss the times we would sing for no reason.
I miss our poems written almost by our feelings.
We found happiness in the compositions of our plain
but looking back I'm clearly not the same.

The world is hardening me,
It broke my dome protecting my reality.
I lost the trust, the bank is closed,
Even in lust the lack of love shows
Because for one you need the other.
Injaka turned  into strays
my brothers, I now call them cain
But how was I able?
I was their dawg...see now I had no seat at the table.

I'm  confused I don't know what to do,
I know it is because I'm losing you.
Want to go back to the old days so we can do it the old ways.
how are we in the same place but I can barely rocognize your face?
The cities lights dazzal my sight
The cold numbs me on these city nights
The monotony is draining my will to fight i see this when i think "What would i even write?".

I wonder how you'd feel if you could see the new me.
I do know one thing I  miss you,
the old Manezi.

Glass dome full Of sticks,
stones grown in a broken home.
Windows; mirrors cracked

What I can't regain
I will create a new, just,
Need to see it through

Links in the chain,if they fall away when time sways then they play no part in the ka-ching.

I need to stop this love for the sake of my nerves so what's left of my mind will be preserved, I have a space reserved for you, not for you two if you wanted it to be this kind of sum you shouldn't have said I was the one but you are not to blame alone because I was in the zone when I let you in my home, in my room, way too soon like waking up to the moon.

We had said it was like a dream now my eyes are open and it seems you've sold this dream before, I don't judge but others might've call you a ***** but I'm not like that but I didn't think you were like this...
I told you my fears most hidden from my closest peers and brethren considering confessing to a reverend or a rabbi or a pastor no I will converse with my master Roshi but,
Roshi's very tired
          He's lying on his bed
He's been living with the living
          and dying with the dead.
Relating to L.Cohen.
I can't believe how you're playing me.
Man!...

**** "love".

**** the fact you like it rough,
My lust would be enough but, you are too perfect to let slip. I want you by my side no reason to hide I am yours you are mine.

But.

What is a perfect person at the wrong time?
A regret and burden on the mind.

It was like a dream so perfectly seamed it seemed life leans to be mean disguising pestilence as cream.

I knew you before I knew your name
I knew you and I felt the same
I knew I would love your taste, your scent
I knew our passion was hell bent
I know I cant move this fast but it feels so right
I remember how you knew where to bite
I want to convay with you during the day
And i want to feel you in the still of the night

Physical pain? Emotional pain?; All the same, one is for now the other remains.

Sol oh paniter of visions, curator of those under your light. Your passion is easily confused with fury and your momentary absences are known to be a time of danger and chaos
Basting the blessed and decimateing the ******,a infernal bliss.
General of the soil, those born from it follow your call under you they toil. maestro of the bloom and birds their harmonious notes in the air ,smelled and heard, from the plains to the berg but at the coast is when that celestial sovereignty ends.

Enters,a vision, Oh Luna; soft yellow dipped and dyed in the honeied hues of the horizon or a radiant alabaster, stark and chilled. cut from the heavens, apart of the city resting on that which scratches the sky but only visitors in the sights, you Nobly looking over. Teach me as you are, not as they say ,cold but ever observing seen every day.
You the Choreographer of the waves they dance by your direction, beautifully and brutishly birthing rainbows from their violate bombardments, for the birth of Brilliant ideas they have been the midwife.we lose and find ourselves in your teachings

Raising higher as you we age, as one should, on the path of the sage.

You speak to me and say "you just waste the day away"
I respond "you could've just said hey" but that's ok.
I light a smoke too your dismay
"Every smoke you have cancer will repay"
I pay you little mind as I ash on the tray
"I smoke my all days because it takes the pain away"
My train of thought you dismissed
I was too far gone in euphoria ,this bliss.
This is a lift i could've never missed.

I play with the switch‬
‪turns the light on and off‬,
‪The shine; my soul‬

remember the time,well you wouldn't it's my memory,
I was on the Great Wall.
Dreaming amongst the bustle of tourists, but I wasn't bothered at all.
All I could think about was you,since your name is their precious gem, your Beauty ,to me, was greater then what I was seeing.
I was in my own zone my own paradise.
I felt closest to you in this foreign land then I did in my own home, my precious gem.
My heart.
My Jade.

And so it's goes when your mind is cleared inspiration flows and you know what are your hopes and dreams are they straight ahead like a beam or do they have twists and curves like a water stream shaping  the world as it so feels, path of least resistance kind of has an appeal.
And so it's goes when your mind is cleared insperation flows and I know I can feel the electricity in the air these word to me are a strike but to you at most a spare since I haven't knocked down mental pins given this topic justice But I'll keep on keeping on I can't be perfect like a good night kiss which tells us we're ok no need to be a martyr no not today.
And so it's goes when your mind is cleared inspiration flows and we know we can't make a change when we're at a stage of letting one per millions turn the page in to a new age of innovation through investigation education and perspiration. Greatness Isn't for the select few but for most of us that's my view
And so it's goes when your mind is cleared inspiration flows and so I think greatness is making a change in many lives and that's what I strive, to do, but by changing one life or maybe two every person they change will be because of you , let that sink in, so in fact greatness is for all of us. I trust you don't think I'm trying to make you rush I'm just trying to let you know your potential is exponential like that of ones mind making something out of nothing like these rhymes, from mind to pen to paper sole inspiration it's my time to shine.
And so it's goes when your mind is cleared insperation flows and I hope these words will be with you where ever you go do as you wish not because someone else said so.
And so it's goes when your mind is cleared insperation flows and I know it's about Time I go.

Sad to see it go
The way you don't want it to.
We stay on the go.

It's been some time since we were "in love",
But the feeling I ha­ve for you stand on truelove.
It's been some time since we saw ey­e to eye,
Buts these actions are the same to enter the sky.
It's ­hasn't been that long since I felt your
 touch,
But when you felt­ it I could see you didn't enjoy it much.
It's been some time since I saw you truly 
smile,
But to be­ honest no one has seen mine in a while.
It's been some time sinc­e we supported
each other,
But now ,at the edge, we will balance ­on 
one another.

We want what we can't  have.
I want to be more then what i am.
I want to be more like what you want.
You want what seems like perfection.
You want me when I'm not around
But when I'm home I'm not good enough?
I want to give you what you want and need,I can't, I try my best.

We want something that's as epic as Romeo and Juliet but we end up like Adam and Eve.
Bringing nothing but turmoil to our world , or is it just on my end am I weak ,is that my flaw?,

I feel to much even when there is nothing there?
I want to know your secret.
How are you so Unphased by what's happening?
You want to know why I try so hard
I'll give you the answer...
I want to be happy.
I want to live in bliss.
I want you.
You want the same but it seems not with me,
the irony.

Phoenixes tears fall
Burn, Like fire from the rain
Power in weakness

So this is longing?
I did not know it hurt so,
Well at least I know.

Eyes deep and dark as if linked to the primordial abyss,
It was as if " " could see further than the blank faces of truths and lies
It was as if " " could clearly see what is and what is not.

Voice commanding attention like the horns of heavens army and as soothing as it's zithers, " " lips its succulent strings.
Body as bountiful as the late harvest " " delicacies just as sweet miracles when " " legs part blessing falling from my chin to my feet,ceremony a Thanks giving for this decadent feast.

A self, if I don't help , watering flower blooming how and when ever it sees fit.
Passion like the sun, radiant and all illuminating but tempered by a mind like the moon on a still pond, while it seems grounded it's true home is in the sky amongst the stars.

My timing is bad,
Like a death of a loved one
Seems selfish, a far.

Can you prove it,
Reality.
Even though me and you can persive the same thing,
That just validates what we are seeing in our
Reality.
could it be that reality is just a concept?
If so does the mean we can contest it?
Better yet best it ?
If you think you can you will.

As my eyes slant I see stars,
Even though I haven't reached my dreams I wonder how I got this far
as I let the gum dry I wonder how I got this high now longing over days gone by.
As I spark this flame,
I realize this feeling of loning is mine I'm to blame.
As I inhale,
I think of their skin soft, as a cloud but not as pale lips of rose to me readily exposed.
As I renew my vibe,
even though life right now isn't the best it has been kind.
As my mind flows,
my entropy grows I'm the opposite of low if you could see my aura you'd know it glows.
As I center myself no thought that I need help,these feelings are mine to be seen not felt,by others,not my friends nor the women in my bed--
my lover more like my ****** this is nothing deeper then flesh.
let me put my mind to rest.

As I stare at the cities skyline and the clocks time while writing these rhymes I remember this world, is mine.

Am I still alive
or is this just memories
I can't help but cry

Tired of being Awake and Sad, least let me sleep.

Old debts have been paid
Love has subsidized the pain.
Heart; open for trade.

Slick, Drip, damp,drop, moist.
Thunder jealous of your groans
Lightning, of my strikes.

They slumber in their stubbornness, they, alone

They have seen their brethren and extensions lost to the ebenflow

All that is left of themselves is what has not been lost or given.

They have shielded the meek since they left, the safety of the waters, to the bountiful yet perilous shores and banks.

A foot hold for the scenery and possibilities a fort against the storms and heavens tribulations.

Shadows cast, air guided

To be left, alone, I have to leave all I've known or Is known.
I think me a star when I'm only dust.

I try sympathize and synchroniz not knowing I is the disconnect.

I wake in their home surrounded in my stubbornness now they think me my own.

Dust for the young monoliths to grow.

A weeds confidence.
A heart; strong as a boulder
mind clear like a stream

I fall in love quickly, I fall out even quicker