Sometimes things fall in place,
May be divine intervention,
Or the universe giving us a hand shake,

Do you believe in miracles,
In prophets and voice of an Oracle,
Do you believe in the power of overall justice,
If not...
What do you think in times like this,

Time where human intelligence is exhausted,
When all the plans and schemes go down in ashes,

When you feel the walls and ceiling close in,
And all of the sudden a hand,
Pulls you despite your countless sins,

Giving you freedom,
A room to breathe,
Giving your mouth a song,
And joy for you to hold in,

Do you believe in God and his proclaimed saints,
What do you think of,
When you get that second chance,

I could tell you about what came my way
But its more about listening,
See am a cab driver for a day,
And there's more to it than driving,

I get all sorts of customers,
Angry, kind and loners,
Some talk about life, troubles and ******,
Others gossip about their loud neighbours,

So i get to listen to it all,
Share their lives and mysteries they bestow,
Share their feelings and emotions,
Til the moment they close my door,

I see their faces as they get in and out,
I smile away just to get my cut,
But every now and then,
Door opens for someone who listens,
An angel if you might,
And you my dear,
Is that person tonight,

You wake up every morning,
Head's banging and your mind is drowning,
And you promise yourself,
Last night would be your last drink,

Sometime you make it till noon,
When your feeling big and proud in an empty room,
I should give myself a pat for a good job,
May be a glass full of rocks and a good scotch,

You find yourself back to square one,
Downing bottles like its "day one",
You spring back to where you started,
Waking up in the morning heavy hearted,

You need to decide where to stop,
You need to decide when to turn,
Its a fight that both your hands need to grasp,
Its a either you are all in or you've lost,

If i were to write a poem,
I wouldnt talk about my pain,
I wouldn write only of my gain.

If i were to sing a song,
I would sing loud and proud,
Never of my sins,
But the life within.

Life gives us everything,
We chose anything,
Yet complain of everything,
And achieve nothing.

pleasure, desire, lust
Are not the only things,
Kings, queens, tycoons,
Are not the only beings.

suffocation, self doubt unsatisfication,
Let all this pass,
Shame,rain, pain
Nothing plain should define us.

brothers, if we were to write poems,
We wouldnt talk about our pain,
We would write only of our gain.

Sisters, if we were to sing a song,
We would sing loud and proud,
Never of our sins,
But the stupendous  life within.

We've been here before,
May be not like this,
But its familiar, this I know,

Steamy moments,
With deep long kisses,
Crafting memories,
With our broken heart pieces,

We've been here before,
Where it all feels right,
When time stands still,
And may be stretch a little while,

We've been here, I know,
Where we try to fix the holes,
Cracks, breaks and spaces,
Things that didn't matter before,

Long due texts and missed calls,
Late nights away from home,
Fights on what's been said a night ago,
And silence that curses our hold,

We've been here before,
Where you feel safer away from my embrace,
Where the world grows thinner,
And my lips becomes bitter to taste,

We've been here before,
Where we fall in love hoping it'll stay,
We've been here before,
And now we're at it again,

am a suggestion,
a mere thought in your mind,
a short lived affection,
a dim light in time,

am the light,
that shine through your eyes,
a reason behind some
and most of your smile,

i am what made you be,
the reason we yearn to be free,

i am what gives life meaning,
what makes us cry when others stop breathing,
a smile on every mothers face,
when their children cries and take their first pace,

i am ancient,
i am primitive,
i am bound to patience,
i am love,

Today was beautiful,
I had conquered my share of the world,
Today was peaceful,
With soft so said words,

Today I am calm,
As wind of the carribean sea,
Today was more than I could ask,
And I had the best for me

You could lose me,
                            I could lose you,
                        We could lose friends
.                    and the people we love

                     We could lose everything
                     that make us who we are
                                         But
                           Never lose a dream
                      that makes you feel alive

Believe in this,
The blood in your veins,
And the heart inside your chest

Believe in this,
The dreams that feels small like a grain,
Believe and never let them rest,

No matter how much you fail,
Or how hard it is,
No matter what seems to be in your way,
You must believe in this,

Believe,
That the world hasn't seen everything,
Believe,
That there is a difference you make,
Believe,
In your work, your hopes and dreams,
Believe,
In every second you are awake,

Believe in this,
There is a place for you amongst the stars,
Believe in this,
Believe in who you are,

If you see love,
Please tell her,
Tell her that I know,
Let her hear the sound of snowfall
And drops of rainfall
If You see love
Please let her know

Tell love I want to hold her beautiful hands,
I hope to one day touch her smooth legs,
Tell love she looks beautiful without makeup
And that her smile is in my memories, in this moment and in tomorrow's glory

Tell love she is a story,
Each chapter written in different ink,
A trumpets beat
As our lips crave the dreams of reality
Tell love to be patient,
We are yet to meet but me and her will live out our forever even if it be but a single moment of a 'hello' and tearful 'see you next time'

If you see love
Please tell her,
I understand she doesn't know,
Know or hear the sound of snowfall or hailstorms,
If you see love please let her know that she loves me, and I do love her so

You touched me first,
under the moon,
you looked at me and said you liked what you saw
the shabby hair and un-permed
let it loose, you said
the freckles that badly decorated my face
my large hips and belly
you touched me first
by the river
you looked at me and said you liked what you saw
my scars,
my struggles the most.

I touched you first,
under the sun,
I looked at you and said I liked what I saw
the good and well cut dark hair,
I love it, I said,
the masculine face and the breathtaking cheek bone,
brown eyes,
I touched you first,
by the oak tree,
I looked at you and forced myself to like what I saw
perfection,
you didn't let anything slip,
not at all.

I laid bare,
under the moon and sun,
by the oak tree and the angry rivers,
on the grass before you,
and you gave me nothing, but a guarded heart.

I still have nightmares about you,
the ones that used to be my sweet dreams,
I'd tell you all about them the next day.
They are fewer, these days. Much fewer. Be happy for me.

I still feel like someone hit my chest,
whenever people mention your name,
I liked it you know.
But it hurts less and less as time goes by. Be happy for me.

I still make hot chocolate,
just the way you liked it, put on your sweater,
and drink myself to sleep.
It's hard to let go of such sweet chocolate,
and such warm sweater.
I'm starting to hate them though. Be happy for me.

I walk around the house,
and it still smells of you while I've cleaned it countlessly,
should I move out? Sigh A guy passed me on the streets the other day,
stinking with your cologne,
I didn't turn to look at him. Be happy for me.

I see you and her sometimes,
she's very beautiful, you laugh louder by her side,
it stings just a little now. Be happy for me.

You wished me well when you left,
as I broke on the living room floor,
you said it wasn't me, it was you. And you were sorry.
You said you'll pray that I heal soon.
Didn't know soon would be this long. But I'm getting there.
Be happy for me.

A joke

Let me tell u a joke,
Starts wit a taste of a story,
But am i know you'll catch up as I talk,

Its about the life as we know,
How we improve our lives and leave holes on the land we poke,
How we could turn a green land into a piece of rock,
Call its a modern home build on tones of lies,
Forget that now and future share one line,
Drive the small societies into the horror of Dark times,

Its a joke I heard from a man,
Forsaking his ancestry in the name of fame,
Telling tales of glory encrypted to his name,

It comes with the song
The melancholy air
The reminder that I am loosing
wasting away with the passing of the wind
the distance getting longer
That I cannot reach you
The song that played while we wrestled the sheets
Moments when we finished each others sentences
And the memory lingers
The past haunts me
That I shouldn't have let go
Abandoned your touch
How you made me feel alive
That I shouldn't have destroyed us
How I burnt for you
I still do
Bright orange at the sight of you
That You were ice
The water,
The thing that could cool the fire in me
conceiving snow flakes on Sunday afternoons
letting some green grow on Thursday nights
I shouldn't have let go
I am calling
I am sorry
I shouldn't have let go

Runaway with me,
To a land of peace and pain-free,
From all the fuss and life's psychotic spree,
From a world where greetings dont bare emotions,
And niceness is but a mere strategy,

They teach you to see better in yourself,
But even your eyes need light for you to see,
What if you dont have that?
What if there is no light in you?
What if you lost it all and you're now a Silhouette?,
A mindless face that they'll soon forget,
And on your way down revisiting all your steps,
Seeing all that u had and lost,
Would you see anything?
When your eyes are busy crying,
And your mind is bitter over life,

Runaway with me,
It wont be better but it will never be like this.

You stand behind the words,
Behind the storm that I bring,
Behind pain, and sorrow that u sometimes feel,
they don't see...

You make camp behind the Sun
You burn as it shines,
but they dont see,
you give it all up,
Just for me.

You leave the comfort and step out in the rain,
They don't see,
when you're all dressed up but still come to get wet for me,
They don't see,
you walk along,
when my feet are treading upon hot coal,
and they don't see,

How you love me.


You dive in rivers head first,
they dont see,
You climb deadly mountains for me
Sometimes I also dont see it


How much you love me.


But you love me

We dont see,
You know it,
But you still love me.

You still love me.

My heart sings in gratitude,
My bones are humbled,
I want to wrap you in melody of the affection I have for you,
at my worst,
in the darkness,
on sunny days below summer skies,
when you still love me...

You still love me

If I get to love you I would do it tirelessly
If I get to be that woman who wakes up beside you
If I get to hear your heart beats every night
If I get to feel the warmth of your body beside mine
If I get to be that girl you call before you close your eyes
If I get to be that special person you call yours infront of your friends
If I get to be all you ever wished to see in a woman


Whatever that makes you happy I will choose
I would do it forever and open heartedly
For I love that wonderful soul truly
Fantasies of tomorrow in my every day dream
I never loved another that deep even when you pushed me harder
You are all I want so bad.. And I would never get tired to impress
Sing every love song if that what it takes for you to fall asleep
Cook every recipes if a tasty table is what you desire


But yet nothing of all I do would ever melt your heart
It wasn't there.. Belonged to another
The other who never cared and yet you never let go
The other who never texted but you still called
The other I wished so bad to walk in her trail .
Locked in a haze…longing to love you..
…..
If I get to love you… ♥

From my good share of memories,
Life long moments of happiness and torments,
From the time I took your glance,
I had yo site and a grasp of your attention,
I gave you my hand,
Hold this for me..

Been here for a while,
I've known love,
I've known strife,
Through life's betrayals and lies,
I gave you my heart,
Hold it for me,

Time is precious to a man,
So is a love of a woman,
Age past,
U showed me love beyond lust,
In a fierce storm and dust,
I gave you my trust,
Hold this for me,

No guild in life,
It was all worth my time,
What we had was my guide,
Had my smile,
When trouble came stomping upon my tiles,
Through sleepless nights,
I gave you my love,
Hold this for me,

I had find peace,
I had find home,
But age weather like a crisp upon a touching a tongue,
And memories slip like water on between hands,
I take comfort on when I hear your name,
For you were a long lasting love song,

So one last time,
As I say good bye,
Till I find you in the next life,
Here is my ring,
Hold this for me..

I always had a struggle when it comes to remembering,
The things that I misplaced,
And the places I've once been,

Memories are so treacherous, vile and repulsive little things,

One moment you're lost in a carnival of delight,
Swinging by the moon and all the stars at your site,

Next it takes you somewhere you don't want to be,
Some place dark and cruel filled with damp ans ambiguous shapeless things you'd rather unsee,

Memories can be harsh and dangerous pieces of our beings,

But can we live without them?
They are what our reason is based on,
In the lives that we lead they serve as a chain,
They are the reason we know right from wrong,
Love from hate,
And good from evil,

Denying them,
Is denying reason itself.

Although..
What's so wrong with that really??
Its not like they are diamonds on the edge of our feet,
Its not like we are contractionally tied down to rationality,

We can still live the life less worried if we recant sanity,
Take an exit to our unpleasantries,
Ought to a haven of ultimate reality,

So when you find yourself locked in,
On a train,
Heading to a place in your past where screaming is unavoidable,
Remember this.....

There is a pill of freedom,
A place of peace,
The welcoming kingdom,
A cup of relief,
And I call it insanity

  



    
Inspired by The Joker

You know those questions that you get
Like why is the sky blue?
The ones you can not answer,
But, try to pass off that you do,

Well I had one the other day,
What if we had a chance to feel what the person next to us does?
We'd touch each other without a word to say,
It'd be beautiful with no trigger or cause,

There'd be no need for gestures,
Coz our minds would be in the same place,
There'd be nothing to hold us,
There'd be no need to seize that perfect chance,

I don't know..

I just can't seem to help myself,
I wear my heart for all to see,
May be your my "someone else"
The one who feels just like me,

It hits us when we are most unprepared,
No matter how good we handle a friend in need,
Or how much we stay close and care

I guess we don't anticipate it happen
Or may be we do but we are blinded
Blinded by the off chance and rare cases
Blinded by our inability to see the trend of thoughts and emotions
The unforgiving chain of reactions
That drives the mind into depression,
It ain't simply just about acceptance,
About bonding, love and affection,
It goes deeper than our daily interactions,

Worst of all is that, it hits in a personal level,
Head first with sharp edged bavel,
Most of us would just pitch in the positive notes, no?
Yeah, but that doesn't overcome the emptiness that's been there for years now,

We all take our safer approach on our life pages,
Trying to quickly out out a fire that's been burning for ages,
Because we want to get rid of a problem,
A problem that is now a part of this person,
Drastically cutting off what we deem unpleasant,
All those addictions and everything heathen,
And so, what then?

I feel the pain while the sun shines,
So I wounder what the storm will bring.
If it wasn't for that holly grass,
What would my face look like in a mirror.

For years I've searched and I've searched,
But inside mine own heart,  see what I've found.
For years I've surveyed these lands,
But with my third eye, look what I've found.

It's me against the world,
Something ignorant that I'd say back then.
But the world will be here to stay.
While we disappear with the wind.

So it's me with the World,
Aye! A smart alliance to secure.
Cause even though it's full of ****, this world.
No one ever marched against it and won.

Woman will use you,
Man will play tricks on you.
And the world will never compromise.
Only a little bit of knowledge gives you much power.

Peel away the skin of my soul
And watch the fairy tale before you unfold,
Reach into the deeper parts of my mind,
Just one more time,

Feel away my pain,
Pull me closer so we can dance in the rain,
Whisper to me your gorgeous lies,
And let me smile,
Just one more time,

I'll always be weak for you,
See my emotions ahead of the truth,
I know how this will end,
So let me feel love,
Just before I break,

My dear unborn child
I wish to be there when you step on the outside world
But don't be sad, not too long this war shall end
Be good to the woman I love exponentially, your mother.
Don't keep her awake during night hours
Don't make her throw up every food she takes
Inside that bowl is when her smile is the brightest
With her no harm shall come on to you but blessings shower
The memories of us as a family, graceful like molten gold or a roaring ocean of violent emotion
Always pulsing, surging, touching my soul in that darkest of places
You two are my soulmate soldiers who win my battles


I fight in the frontline of battlefields and win
But I fail to stand a day without thinking of our reunion
Enemies fall by my rifles while I keep praying for you and I shall not cease
My heir, dare to share love with those you care about
Be aware things can be galactic winds ruffle your golden hopes and infuse your aura with flecks of stardust on this mystical path we call life
Don't be in despair, life isn't always fair and take care of your mom beyond compare, especially when I'm not there
It'll be worth the pain at the end.

Yours,
Dad.

I remember that place where I grew up,
Small house, small rooms and a backyard barn,
Used to play by the trees near the road out by the front door,
I could hear music from the pub and the cars with their roar,
Great days they were,
Had friend on every turn,
Never had much toys but we sure held our own,

I remember it on those days,
Our crowd from school as we go home to play,
Didnt get a bite or a taste on the day,
We still laugh and run because it did matter anyway,
The fights and dusts never made us part ways,
We all had things to share and my love fell to that place,

We never had much but we were always in luck,
Walls were thin, small inside and to the outs a little torn,
I miss the old shack,
Place I once called home,
I could almost see its dirt road,
Just pass downtown

Penny in the river*

We would have had a wonderful life together,

If I had just fought for you harder,

If I had held on the fights a bit longer,

We would have bought that nice house with a bar,

And have a nice home for you and I,

We'd have a lovely company of our child,

And he'd be the reason to wake up every morning with a smile,

Once the child grew then we'd have each other,

We'd pretend to miss him but deeply relieved that he is a bit further,

We'd run around the house naked drown in our happiness and liquor,

We'd eat ice cream off a freezer,

We'd lay on bed listening to your favourite songs of enya,

We'd live young and grow old together,

May be you'd be okay,
If I'd be with you and stayed,

We'd have a wonderful life together,
But now my dreams are nothing more than a penny in a river,

Why do people act weird around death,
They'd rather talk of their lives and cases,
They'd rather skip the topics at hand,
And talk of something else,

Then there are those,
Who talk of the dead,
Bout how they'll be missed,
And all the good things they can say,

Sometimes there are those,
Who look forward to cheer others up,
Make you feel okay,
Catch the last tear and make it all stop,

Also there are those who'd make you cry,
Spread you're life wide across the sky,
Make you see past the wrongs and catch on the light,
Help you back on your feet and move on with life,

But there are some that says nothing at all,
Because they were there through the highs and falls,
They know the life they've lived,
And all the paths to which they've been,
And for them the loss isn't shocking but true,
So they say nothing,
And they don't have to,

They say the ones that can really hurt you,
Are the ones close enough to do it,
Close to your heart,
Close to your life plug to pull it,
They could make you dry inside out,
Make you yearn for peace so much u dream it,

Make you hesitate to kiss when you lean in,
Miss the love while preparing for pain,

Some people would trade sides just to feel a stab from a loved one,
Because its hideous when they gone,
Trade the loud fights with being alone,
Wish silent radio had a sad love song,

You write letters that you'll never mail,
Staring at blank screens in hopes of texts you'll never get,
Turn into a stalker,

So Grab hold to the love you have,
Use both hands to squeeze it close to your heart,

Blister your hands before you go,
Because what comes next is a part yu don't know,

Shred your mind before you let go,
Be sure before you tip off of the fifty-fifty,
And ask yourself...
            Is your glass
                 half-full
                      or
           Is it half-empty?

Bit and bits of your skin,
every bit of your flesh,
the sweat making it sparkle like slowly dying embers.

Give me access to that again,
notice as my heart flees and grab hold,
pull me back to those arms I once called home.

Do I stay?
Am I still yours?

Remind me what it is to fall,
like the season,
leaves making it to the ground effortlessly,
unharmed.
Remind me what it is to be in love,
to be wild,
to scream and moan,
to drive you mad.

Take me into those arms that once meant home,
hold me like precious sand in the hourglass,
it wont take long before time betrays us.

Do I stay?
Am I still yours?

I've walked by the river,
Seen the lantern by the boat,
The weight of the water,
The sound of the waves shake its place,
I've seen the edge of the rainbow,
Seen the end of the storm,
Its a place inside me,
Its what I want to see,

Besides all the fighting,
Cons, hates and lying,
I see a water fall,
I see a friend I have known,

Time has never let me down,
Needle in a thread,
Its a chase of life and we the pawns,
But wen it all comes to pass we'll still break the bread,
I know what I have,
A friend,
The kind that knows how to love,

I don't want any ties,
then there'll be no cold feet no hurt
no regrets
just here and now
you and me
lights off with the couch upside down
your place
before we make a tent out of it
and talk all night
one night.

I don't want any ties,
no hopes no plans no pain
no regrets
just occasional good time, you and me
we don't make it to the movies
that's alright,
as long as I laugh
even for a little while all night
one night,

just one night,
to be myself again,

just one night,
to feel like I'm still in control.

To a woman with everything,
Its a long shot,
but let the truth be,
Your gaze send storm in my heart,
Your voice puts everything to a stop,

At least that's how I feel,

And right now,
We both know,
My dreams will fade in a blink,
And you'll soon be on the wind,
And I can't stop it,

But for just one day,
What do you say!?
Be my pretty woman,
Sun to my monday morning,

Grab my shoulders,
I, grab your waist,
And lets dance our troubles away,

I'll hold you close,
You be my girl,
We'll take the dance floor all the way till dawn,

And we might be a candle in the wind,
But let's pretend we bonnie and Clyde,
And tonight you be mine,
Let your body fall in line,
And we'll both go wild,
Because pretty soon I'll so lonely I could cry,
But for tonight let you be mine!

Yea, we might be a candle in the wind,
But let me have this memory in me

Written by Whitney William.


I see you,
You,
behind the wide smile,
the intimidating curve,
beyond the lights,
past the scars,
the markings that carves your skin,
the souvenirs of your ugly past,
I see you,
You.
The perfect beat within.

I see you,
You,
behind the bright eyes,
the fake countenance,
beyond the blooming of springs on your face,
past the facade,
the various ways you wear your masks,
the shield from people's eyes ,
I see you,
You,
the real beat within.

I see you,
You,
behind the tough voice,
the in-built confidence,
beyond the loudness of your presence,
past the noise,
the efforts to get noticed,
the struggles to be acknowledged,
I see you,
You,
the important beat within.

I see you,
over your past,
over your errors,
over the aftermath of the oppression,
the heartbroken,
the faulted,
the weak,
the denied,
the forgotten,
I see you,
You,
over all that,
not the misplaced foot,
but the perfect, real, and important beats,
that makes You who you are.
The precious, fragile jewel,
Darling,
I see you.

How a man stand his final moment,
A say for his last comment,
A last step on the ire pavement,
Thoughts persist,
And regret is the agent,

The moment of silence,
Every breeze, every bird,
Every leaf from every tree,
Time stops,
A fear of the darkness engulf the soul,
Chill down my spine,
Am due past my time,
Say a prayer with me,
For am at the end of the line,

Arrive at the gate,
Where fate awaits,
Its worth seeing the place,
Where beauty can never relate,
A place of peace,
A place wit no limits,
Where there exist no cuffs of life
And no roof of time,
Clear blue skies and calm seas,
Its a place like none other,
A place I long to be,

You have been standing there for a while now,
where I took a stick and drew a line,
You have made camp,
Where we said it's a paper door,
Are you out or in?
I have the key to my house of cards beside the rocks,
Angry winds shall soon be upon us
You look like you want it tumbling down with you and me inside,
But your feet betray you

Dawn came and they are now setting up
bonfires,
are you going to move away from the red marking?
It has rained and now my hair are being dried by the cold breeze,
Are we really in this?
The dance will start presently,
Then tales and songs of whence we come from,
I want you to hold my hand and run free to where the drums are played
Are you out or in?

I cant wait for long, sir,
You are at the exit and I don't know if you're going out or coming in,
The beach calls, you see,
Summer has a lovely voice,
You look like you want the night to crawl down on us with your arms around me,
But your feet betray you.
Are you out or in?

I still remember our best days we had
You made me smile and forget the odds
It wasn't enough but I was glad among lads
It's sad how fast time can past and live in memories


I have lost the grip, but not love and affection I have for you
As I gaze around the coast and want to put the awe and wonder through you
I want to speak your language and touch the hearts with my fingertips



People are subjective, others are objective and lucrative
But truth is absolute, so are you my old lost friend
Your compassion and tenderness, the rhythm and taste are just.

Of all the great songs of victories, fairytales and idioms
In all the beauty and utter riddles of the languages, you still amaze
Poetry, come back to me and at our best and let's glaze!

It comes with the song
The melancholy air
That feeds my lungs
The reminder that I am loosing
wasting away with the passing of the wind
That I cannot reach you
And the memory lingers still
The past haunts me
When im alone in the dark it whispers
That I shouldn't have let go
Abandoned your touch
Forsaken your kisses
It then justifies
How you made me feel alive
I shouldn't have destroyed us
How I burnt for you
That I still do
Bright orange at the sight of you
That You were ice
Sugar, spice and everything nice,
The water,
The thing that cooled the fire in me
conceiving snow flakes on Sunday afternoons
letting some green grow on Thursday nights
Breathing next to you on Monday mornings
I shouldn't have let go
If I call,
Will you be here?
Will you come?

The morning cheers us up,
The mist cools our troubles.
But you won't let me be the one.

The moon falls when we touch,
The stars rain down on us.
Why won't you let me be the one?

Times slows down like a slug,
Yet our days together seem short.
So you won't let me be the one.

Our hearts beat to make music,
And when we breath it's harmony.
But you won't let me be the one.

The sun will stop to stare at us,
And the water will fall up hill.
The day you let me be the one.

Darling
My prayers may sound like incoherent speech
Like a child trying to out grow his slow pace of development and form words through his immature teeth

And still...

I'd still pray for you,
'Coz God don't live inside the synagogues
Nor does he listen to each one of our native tongues
Just like how he walks out of there to excuse himself from the screams of the righteous ones
Long as I'm honest enough... He'll lend an ear til am done

I'd pray for you
Not for prosperity or peace
I wouldn't voice out complain against yo demons so they'd let you be
I wouldn't ask for angels to come down and help you on yo feet
It sounds crazy, ain't it

Darling
I'd pray you understand that difficult isn't something to fear love
And that the life of a Phoenix demands, it be engulfed in flames every once in a while

I'd pray that those angels should only hold yo hand, should they come
And that you understand that a peace of mind is already a piece in mind

And perhaps in time...

I'll learn how to do better
But for now
God'll have to listen to that!

Here I lay,
on a dampen floor
my body soaked in my tears
wishing the earth opens up and wraps me in it's arms,
just for a little while.

I moan over the lost nights,
the lost days,
the wasted time, that the heavens,
no matter how much I pray,
won't give them back.
I moan over the lost for you.

I gave so much, on purpose,
chose to stand by you, on purpose,
opted the happy that came from throwing myself to you,
willingly,
selfishly,
foolishly,
on purpose.

My hair is wet from this salty liquid,
my heart is still under your shoe,
my body wishes it could jump out,
fast,
from this layer of skin,
and the pitiful brain that said yes to you.

As I loved you,
you loved yourself,
as I waited on you,
you sought to please your ego for a mistress,
saying sorry for it,
going against your way to apologize,
saying sorry for a chance to do it all over again.

Nothing was missing.
When you found me,
nothing was missing inside of me,
I was whole.
Naive, but whole,
unaware what self love was,
but whole.
Yet I though nothing was missing,
I thought then, you could be a piece to complete me.

And burning with regrets,
I gulp it all down,
because you taught me pride.
I bury my head in pride not to regret,
for the chances and moments,
you opened the door for me
and I chose not to leave.

I weep not for our love,
but for my love.
Hating myself because I didn't love me enough then.
Not even at all,
to care about the person who was really fading away,
with the wind, with every Sun that rose,
and every Moon that sent her to sleep.
Not even at all,
to care about me.

And here I lay,
on a dampen floor,
when I am done crying I'll be back for all that you stole,
claim the parts of me you so forcefully took away,
and I will win,
because you held a marker and drew for me pain,
you held a marker and drew for me survival.


Now I hope,
the next one you meet
won't end up in the trash can,
where you put me.
You made me mature,
I hope someday you grow up too.

This life is only beautiful as you want to see.
Scars are pretty things,
or ghosts haunting the morrows.
People are monsters,
or survivors of fortified sorrows.

You can choose to smash the mirror,
gather energy to battle the reflection,
or simply put on some make-up,
cook up some affection.
And you can choose to paint the world,
here blue, there hues of pink,
or just wear colored contacts,
spray where it stinks.

It's all as you want to see.

This life is as beautiful as the comely soul inside you;
wanting to see rainbows in the darkened caves.
Or it is as ugly as the demons you hug dearly,
seeking to find wrong in the ever blooming gardens.

What is harder,
Oh, wait! What is better?
Taking a hand lens to see deeper 'till you meet some softness,
some good,
or walking with your blurred eyes
to catch black spots in all that's built white?

It's all as you want to see.

Are you brave enough?
Are you afraid to be afraid of fear,
can you squint your eyes in the darkness,
face the Devil in his chambers?
Fighting him to win?

Then can you search for me?
Can you come take me,
grab me from his hands,
break the long fingernails
that's formed a cage I'm locked in?

(It's a nice place,
the valley of hell,
realms of the dead,
Deep in the core of shadows,
It's a nice place.) ….. murmurs

Can you come?
Free me,
fix me,
hold me together until I'm whole again
Yet undone in your arms?

(I sing him lullabies
Though he doesn't go to sleep,
it's for him to easily devour me.)

Before I wake to nothingness
Can you come save me?

Some times its easy to miss a moment,
The one you could have smiled,
But chose to spend in torment,
A memory inside, resides in the midst of our joy that is stacked like a pile,
Its a cost we pay for missing the little words,
The one that can save a life, curve a smile and warm a face from its sadden folds,

I like you,
I miss you,
I love you,
Im sorry,

The kind that can take away all the worries,
Calm the storms that hit our hearts,
Raise our knees from dust to glory,
The kind that you owe me,
The one that I owe them,
Rekindle an torn life to a brand-new,

So next time you see me,
Head down to my heart beat,
Forget the gifts, and charms of how you sing,
Forget the plans of how u can make it turn,
Just tell me the words,
The little ones.

Reality don't arrive..
It ain't your third cousin,
Seeking shelter during family gatherings,
It ain't a guest in your fav't TV show reruns,
So you cant expect to tell it to hit the road whenever you need a peace of mind

In fact it ain't a code written in a tech app,
That you can erase whenever you encounter a mishap,
It ain't like Whatsapp texts that you can simply delete,
Before the other party gets a glimpse,

Its a part of you that you can't forsake,
Like a deadly disease you can't afford to neglect,
Its that nagging sibling that's always on yo neck,
Digging deep in yo business then reminds you of your mistakes

From mistaken and unattended emotions
To the often "unfinished" business
Reality bites deep into your flesh to inflict that perfect torment,
That early morning text that you know you'll regret,

But I guess we all get lost in our sophisticated lives,
Forgetting that there are things we simply can't forget about
The little bonds that we choose not to cut off
And in return creates demons that we end up trying to escape from

She gets a kick of memories that barely exists
Choosing to sink deeper into her fantasies
Simultaneously aware of her impending doom
But she can't help herself from wanting to get back in his arms

I read these words today
Like "when faced with overwhelming fear,
Human beings will do almost anything to survive,
****, lie, steal, pray... anything,
Whatever gives them hope that each breath they take won't be their last,
As long as hope remains,
the human will is stronger than steel..

It's when all hope is lost is lost,
That human behaviour reaches its basest form,
And actions that once seemed inconceivable to a rational person become real possibilities..
In desperate minds"

And it got me thinking like..
How many times have I had a one time chance,
To change everything,
To change me...
And all that clouded me was fear,
Fear of being misunderstood,
Seem an outcast, different and at times rude,
Fear that "oh I think he's loosing it" with a pinch of sympathy..
is all I'll get from the people around me
Every productive thought was choked by fear.

And I thought...
may be some dreams don't come true coz
I don't want em bad enough,
Bad enough to scare the hope that I'm moving,
While reality is nursing me
I'm ******* crawling..

I got me thinking,
May sometimes it's okay if people don't get it
Coz sometimes even I don't get them
The decisions they make seem far fetched
But then...
Then they make it
We all do,
in our own little words
Filled with true gaffes and laughs..

Maybe I can do it..
We all can..
We just
Need to want it
That ******* bad