I’ve been wondering
when and where life began;
into the deep pits of depair,
or the consciousness of a ‘given life affair’
I live an epic tale of a broken mind
hungry, lonely,
a feeling of somebody owning me
I’m living but I ain’t breathing
for my consciousness is contradictive
I’m conscious of the faith I inherited
but not of the present of my heritage
I’m conscious of the peace The Lord died for
but I’m captured in a world of escapades
I’m conscious of the freedom I believe to have
but it’s obvious the darkness of anxiety is what I have
I’m conscious of the love and light
where the silent moon brings out a glorious night
where in purity I can smell sunlight
in paradise where I feel the highline.

coffee wouldn't soothe his pain
blood wouldn't flow right in his vein
books are his love, his companion
the pages were the reflection to his dominion
*********
His body took a long walk of despair
his thoughts so paralyzed, no spiritual repair
melancholy triggered his burning bridges
no recall or a sight of purity
life and death was lying next to him
heart so cheap, so unfortunate
but his soul reached out
and whispered, "clarity is a state of mind"
Deception broke his happiness to bare
a goth's retreat would never compare
the darkness inferiorated his peace
kindness was so rare - death called his name
heart so desparate, so lost
but his soul reached out
and whispered, "clarity is a state of mind"
Ear occlusion and concussions were his gravitation
reluctant sadness killed his meditation
no recognition or understanding from his peers
body kindled its way to the hearts of people
he know not his worth, his birth
heart so fragile, so irregular
but his soul reached out
and whispered, "clarity is a state of mind."

8PM, inevitability has taken over
as I took a few steps
around my home.
I sat on the stoep
as the moon observed my insecurities
my thoughts became numb
as my words were the remedy
to my sudden dark energy
I was as weak as a frail branch
on the end of a tree
no consciousness to bare,
just being a matter that cannot be seen;
I inhaled intoxication
to express my intricate aroma
and I exhaled detoxication
towards my obscure divinity.

Blissful
Love penetrates through a brokenheart
Peace elevates a soul to meet its art
Happiness creates a home of loving arms

Peaceful
Love penetrates an origin commonality
Peace elevates a lost soul's spirituality
Happiness creates an acknowledged personality.

silent night
chained thoughts behind open walls
something’s not right

wake up, broken child
arise and shake off your fears
be a pretender of forever love
and abide within your broken dreams
a shattered canvas, an undone fragment
you have supposedly become
a long lost memory
of childhood happy, mental steady
but the present has made you
teenage sappy, conscious achy
pursuit of happiness dimmed
the light of unborn victory,
unborn victory that lead to a
broken heart with weak bloodstreams
you felt no reason to live
no reason to dodge the bullets;
you felt the need to know
the purpose to how to grow
the fully-fledged freedom to flow
in a soul’s spirit to glow,
in a dark and mystical night
to treasure your incomplete purpose
in the lively bed you lie in.

Let me in, so I can ***** your soul
under waters, I can edify my own
silent noise, and your voice takes control
like loud whispers of soul music
your eyes sharpen my heart
gestures may rest while my writing takes a stand
minds collidin' in the inside of space
touching of bodies takes time, no pace
you're designed from the deep-end of my soul
like a sculpture standing tall in abundance.

The murk of society
engraving mortal deprivity
ruining the presence of peace.

Sweet, sweet child
happy as the morning star
how radiant thou are
upon the infinite blue sky.

Friendship is pure consciousness
contagious smiles in daylight
substantial conversations as a birthright
child's play in new age in black & white.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
indigo spirits
just me and you.

smell the serenity of his soul
his, that longs endearity
that disfigures infidelity
that mistrusts commonality
his soul is more that it meets the eye
speeded up like a love train when it sees you
you, where it gives the needed attention
the love and affection
where the fibre of thine heart is transfigured
off to your hiding place
where the fire will be made
through the transmigration to a beautiful soul.

I walk on ****** castle floors
where my love for you only dies
you set the walls of Jericho on me
because of my undying love for you
because of your violence that secured me
in my war with your beliefs.
I said the three words, “I love you”
when all you did was the opposite
you were appreciative of my existence
but only to intrigue a vile bloodstream
of constant lust and depression.

Am I wrong?
to still feel the first sight infatuation
to write you sweet serenades or poems
to say I love you?

Am I wrong?
to show you off through paper & pen
to entitle my heart to you
to wanting to feel you?

Am I wrong?
to needing you
to wanting you
to loving you?

Tears fall from a crestfallen creature
a visit to the woods, dismal
trees were his hide-out from insanity
concocted breath from cosmic disconnect
led him to the turquoise ocean breezes
ocean waters filled with salty liquids
as he dipped thy temple
into the pond of misery
... he endured nothing but his tears.

I am not my flesh
I am the spirit within.

I knew I would hurt you
but I always lost my mind
in the presence of your ****** activities
thinking it was genuine love
pure ****** subdued our emotions
for a while our lust was fire-burning
your skin crawled to every fibre of my being
we were in love, just for a sad moment
I remember holding your hand and I got a wrath which was there
since that we are not good for one another
our paths shared the same vision
but a sad reality was a result of our endless broken dreams
our mind became blurr
dignity often obscure
the scent of your loving arms
would die freely in mine when winter comes
but my eyes went blind when I didn't see you
and my ears went deaf when I didn't hear the melody of your voice
but only the sound of an endless pain.

existence is cautious under the moonlight
as it breeds clarity to a lively soul
I am secure in your silence
vibrant in the presence of your reliance.
what’s peace without humanity?
what’s love without unity?
what’s kindness without weaknesses?
mother earth, how kind thou are
the inhumane curse your trees
but you reward them with oxygen
they sleep without the moon’s recognition
but you let them see another day
oh, precious one
allow your serenity to dwell in our hearts
secure the gift of consciousness
in the art of spiritual guidance.
meditation is freedom
meditation is a way of restoration
meditation contains inhalation and exhalation.
teach your mind to focus
teach your heart to guide you
teach your soul to sail you
and flourish to portray nourishment;
live, love and learn, the universe.

Open the eyes of my heart
for I want to see You.
I hear Your call at night
in the existence of the moonlight
You said, “I’ve laid foundations in the ocean depths, sail your soul on the deep waters beneath the earth.”
I recalled as a formidable king
to vibrate my heart in meditation,
to elevate in the light energy’s radiation,
to thrive, to rise, to survive,
to inhale and exhale your reviving spirit.

you were almost the death of me
the minute you tore my soul into pieces
feed my heart with the spirit of nostalgia

you were almost my meaning of death
driven by restless lust
i ached hungrily for your heart

you came alive in my nightmares
brought void in my bloodstreams
how will i ever feel your love again?

i travelled york of thy love
impulsively quenching myself with it
i had to escape the deeper pool of happy i was swimming in
let me escape ..

as you dip your precious temple
into thy pool of babylon
reminisce over our sacred eternity
where real love only exists

if its as real as we say it is,
i’m unanswered - why is it, long
only for the heat manifested in you
- why so envious of the love in your touch that only you own?

teach me to breathe in thy breath
for i am conscious of your flaws,
feed my heart with your lovin ways,
i enjoy your bittersweet body -
oh, what a walking metaphor thou are**

your heart is a fire i can’t handle
like a vile art
i always pull away from the flame
that is you ..
no, i’m not scared of burning,
i’m just scared of the kind of flame i’ll become.

the light of day
was nothing but a reflection
of a darkened soul.

Sunset lonely thoughts
screaming words I long to say
in this energy of ecstasy.

the essence of the colour white
where an angel's intrusive manner triggers
a spiritual union, sudden character unleashed
the essence of the colour blue
a vision transmitted into reality
a spiritual union, sudden charater blemished
the essence of the colour violet
it's there to tranquilize a soul
a spiritual union, between you & I.

one, two steps in the wilderness
hoping to find your resemblance
three, four glimpes on the streets
hoping to find a glance attraction
five, six inches from the moonlight
hoping to find a bright future ahead of us
seven, eight "yes's" from the tip of your tongue
hoping to find my arms around you
nine, ten steps to paradise
where the world will find you & I .

1999
You were conceived into rebirth
we had folks to share
memories to build
feelings to bare
peace and love in our field
melancholy stirred up in my heart
confusion occured in my mind
to think 15 years later you'd be related to my art
books to read, hugs to give
happiness to breed, vibrant life we'd live

1999
I can't remember you
or the times where I'd hear you cry
I was 1, and didn't know what to do
but I'd contemplate on seein' you fly
I miss you
I know one day I'll see you.

Why think of happiness
When all you experiencing is pain
Why deceive your heart with gladness
When there isn't Christ to crown your faith
Why think of the light
When all you do is sleep in the darkness
Why weigh your soul with peace
When all you do is surround yourself with demons
Why are you living?
Why are you dying?
Why are you sacrificing your gift of life?
Why isn't Christ Jesus your saviour?
Why do you cry day in and day out
When all you do is accept deception
Why do you cry day in and day out
When all you do is disregard wisdom