With you my heart is home
With which brilliance and beauty roam
Where dream is filled with fulfilling hope

Without you I’m broken, leaked, deceased
Call the doctor, plumber, the priest
No amount of troubleshooting can get me fix

With you I’m strong and powerful
With you by my side; I cannot fail
Coz you’re the fuse to light my veins

Without you I'm low on oxygen
Like my life is a leaked cardboard box
Without stars to burn out the void

With you I’m a poet
The whole world knows
For his inspiring quotes

Without you I’m a writer
Struggling to find words
To describe his hoards

With you I’m the moon
Surrounded by sparking stars
Lighting the way through the dark

Without you I’m the sun
Burning with grieve
All that come close would turn liquid

With you I’m a genee
My achievement has no limit
The sky? No
It’s just a stepping stone

Without you I’m stuck
Wandering without home
Lost in the black hole

With you I’m a god
Controlling creatures like joy and rich
All wants and needs are at my reach

Without you I’m a man
Living in a hive
Striving to survive

With you I’m an astronauts
Exploring galaxies
Enjoying life’s fantasies

Without you I’m stranded
Filthy and paralyzed
Tactless and distrategised

With you I’m a blessed soul
Happiness and joy are things I own
Because I’m a star at heart
No obstacles dares cross my path

Without you I’m incomplete
Without you I see nothing
Without you I feel nothing
Without you I’m without me

The woman of my rib
The one that makes me complete
The woman of my dream
My semi; my eve
She’s sleek and black
Fair or partly dark
Tall and slim
Doesn’t need a hill
To bring out the curves of her hips

The woman of my rib
The one that makes me whole
With the heart that gives me home
She ‘d filled my every hole
With the smile that gives me hope
She’s thick and white
Short and fat
Doesn’t need a cream
To bring out the beauty of her skin

The woman of my rib
Is intelligent and wise
Beautiful and kind
Always follows her heart
Doesn’t need a philosophical quote
Before she knows which way to go

The woman of my rib
Is brilliantly tricky
Less like that of Eve
Which led Adam to his doom
She’s a tigress in bedroom
Blessed with ah heavenly womb
She doesn’t need a tattoo
To show that she’s a tycoon

The woman of my rib
Is coy and shy
Lousy and wild
Always putting on a smile
Neutral
Sometimes wrong; sometimes right
Good and bad
All at the same time

The woman of my rib
Is gentle and calm
But she’s the opposite when I’m around
Always lending a supporting hand
Knows her way around her man

The woman of my rib
Has the most beautiful soul
She always has everything under control
She’s the best in every aspect
Doesn’t try too hard to be perfect
Even perfect wished she was her

Woman of my rib
She’s distinctively pretty
Jealoused by the goddess of beauty
Coz her style ain’t tutee
Not too choosy
That is the kind of woman that suits me

Mama, I found a girl
Like you said I would
She shows me every galaxies inside my heart
Like the star does to moon

Even if she wasn’t near
Her image I see everywhere
She’s the only thing I see when I’m dreaming
Her whisper I hear when I’m listening

Thinking of her put my mind at peace
My heart without her love is just a tin
My brain without her memory is just a bin
My life without her is filled with filth

I never had such desires before
I never tried to meet someone this hard
Her beauty is the only thing I sought
Every other thing is blur

She is my addiction; without her I’m unwell
She is my heaven; without her; I’m in hell
She is the cure to my pain
The relief to my sane

She was the torch
That guides me back home when I’m lost
She was the vein
That stitch my heart when it’s crushed

My fondness for her constantly deepens
Every time I see her; my heart starts to weaken
Her shiny beauty make the stars feel jealous
How precious she is; no treasure could measure

When my heart was torn; she was my glue
I was once shattered; but now I’m new
She was my savior; though she never knew
That she was my guardian angel; my phantom hue

She was one in a million
And she was brilliant
I guess she’s called brilliant beauty
The one with the heart that suits me

The day, the sun, the rain and the cloud
The night, the moon as the stars surrounds
You’re more amazing than any of this
Of every natural beauty, she top the list

Thoughts of having you bring to me more hope
Closer enough to discard my telescope
But every time I tried to tell her how I feel
My heart skips its beat

Imagining us together; does a magical wonder
It make my heart beat louder than thunder
And if she can’t be mine in real life
Then I’ll live in this dream forever

Boom here
Boom there
Doom; fear
Hummed tear
Kids orphaned
Man sacrificed
Wanderers shoot dead
But who cares

I’m not safe
I need a place
Where there are no guns
Where there are no bombs
Where the land is green
Where the sky ain’t grey
Where movement is free
Where the air ain’t thick

Yes, I’m leaving
Freedom is what I’m seeking
No, I cannot leave
How about my wife and kids

I once had a home
I was once known
For my wordsmithing and prose
I once had dreams and hope
But now, all is soak
I was once famous and rich
Wealth and nutrition are things I had in reach
Now they’ve all turn to trashes
Burn down to ashes

Are we on route or stray
Wait, is it judgment day?
Ohw, we’re in the midst of war
Our vision for peace is blurred
Our street filled with blood
Homeless sleeping on the street floor

Battered path
Broken shelter
Shattered heart
Hectar sketar

But how do we get here
How do our problems build up to stairs?
Like ghommids, our tears remained constant
Our stomach; filled with fake substance
Because of the hatred we had for ourselves
Our once paradisal home now turned to hell
Because our governments are just bandits of theft
And we have no says in things that we get

Businessman lacks patriotism
Different kind of societal atrocity
Corruption and cultism
Religion tribalism
When will all this stop?
When will salvation come?
God; please free us from this curse
Please save us Lord

WANDERING HEART

What should I ask from you Lord?
I don’t know how to pray
How do I fall in love?
How will I treat my sane?

Take my bruise and pain away
Take me to a better place
Cleanse my path before I stray
Lord, do not let my dream facade

In the land of the lost, that’s where I roam
Wandering alone looking for greener land
Lord, let me witness the feeling of being at home
Before my heart and soul depart

Love is what my heart is yearning for
Hate is what this earth shows me
Friendship, relations, I don’t need more
But loneliness‘s been my closest hommie










Show me the path to love
Save me from this hateful thought
Force me to change my course
Whether I want it or not

Bless me with your grace
Give direction to my prayers
Take me high; give me brace
You know; I’ve always been a scrapper

My needs and wants; only you can tell
Give me a path to trail
Take a look at me as well
Since I have you; I should not fail

Give me life filled with reason
Give my dream wings to fly
Lord I’m crying and I know you’re listening
Bring my hibernated heart back to life

REAL MUSIC

Real dope rappers
Who write good flows
Not those whackers
Whose IQ ‘s low

Real emcees
Not them fake gees
Whose violence fancy life they pretend to live
In their video scene
Make them obscene

Rap shouldn’t be getting kids trapped
In a ****** life
Imagining wrongly outside the map
Now most of these kids had swapped
Their real life with that rap-gee crap
Things need to be done asap
Before things get out of bound
Before these kids gets out of hand

Rapping should be about feeling
Happening and politicking
And how we take beating
From murderous policing
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Rap should be a stencil
Unfading, unlike pencil
It should be a language, fundamental
That boots the mental
Coz rap music is special

Rap should be words arranged in rhythmic verse
To fit the beat and bass
Where the preceding rhymes
Fit the proceeding lines

Rap could be a war song
Against gunmen and war-thugs
To stop their inhumane wrongs
Like killing youngs’ and dropping bombs

Rap could be a love song
Song that keeps our vibe on
And become more strong

Rap could be an ornament
To our chameleon-like president
And those in the parliament
And other less-sensible personnel
In the government

Rap should be an inspiration
That helps you find solution
To war and destitution
And impact its contribution
as medication
To a mind filled with gruesome

Rap should be a resolution
To peace and revolution
Not the type that cause body and soul pollution

Rap should be about feeling
Not *** and drug preaching
Not fake-life flaunting
That leave the young heart bleeding

Rappers should be evolver
Logical thinker
Intellect ******
Who don’t just wear blinkers
They’re problem solvers

Realest cyphers
I’m talking real rap gods
Whose song do not preach hate
Whose line will all relate

How about those with silly way
Who’s supposed to be in jail
Coz their rhythmic way
And their wordplay
Preaches stray
And could derange the brain
Of the kids to decay

Let’s talk euphorism
Rappers whose rhythmism
Somewhat lacks euphemism
Whose art of lyricism
And rhyme algorithm
Lacks aphorism

I’m talking wu-tang pal
Not YMCMB clan
Whose art lack style
I’m talking 2pac
Whose rap never past

What about the music tycoon
Who make the world roam
Whose song gives the heart relief
And gives a warming beat
To a wandering lost soul

Real poetic wordsmith
Whose every word spit
Has a taste of God in it
And could make the world spin

But when rappers start displaying
An art that’s straying
And still gets to be known
That’s got to show
That they’ve bargain their soul
For fame, a chance to glow
Coz they’re rhythmic style is low
So, for them to blow
They’ve got to sold
Their body, heart and soul in whole

But rappers these day
Are just insane
Their lust for fame
Outlived their love for the game

When I was young
I use to dream of being a star
I use to glance beyond the sky
But here I am with my heart bruised with scar

When I was a teen
I used to dream that money won’t be a thing
‘s long as my heart and mind could work as a team

When I was young
I used to dream of a house with four walls
And a glass roof that let-in the sunshine
But here I am in this mud hut
Covered with metal and hot thatch

When I was a teen
I use to dream of a futile relationship
A poetic love life filled with stars at night
But here I am staring lonely at the moon outside

But time has passed and I have grown up
I no longer seek that futile dream
For though the battles still rage endlessly
But I grew up been an expert in compressing it
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When I was young
I used to dream of being an engineer
But those days are gone
Here I mourn
But here I am wandering in this sphere
In the land of nowhere
Stuck in life’s brevity
Wait, ain’t I the navigator of my destiny
Why are you a charming enemy of my identity?
Destiny asking me: won’t you shed tear
Forget it D: my heart is my pioneer
While determination is my fueling gear
My patience will not turn to fear
Destiny where?
You can’t stop me from getting there
The lord is my guarding spear
It’s my life, do not interfere
My face may look worried but my mind is clear
I’m almost there
This is my breakthrough year