Life's a tyranny but humans are tuned to out live that grief
And Love is a Titanic but we can survive the icebergs and reefs

When I meet the Sunset, I'll tell her
about how beautiful you pair looked
I'll apologise for all the time your
glowing eyes paled the full moon
I feel remorseful for ignoring the stars
for when we were together I preferred
to watch you from spotless to scars...
They need to come back, the sky
mourns their absence everyday
like I often do because of yours
I'm writing to the blossoms
especially the Roses in the rain,
they must think I hate their scent
yet I love it...I just couldn't smell it
whilst in your warm fragrant arms
even the road is hurt for she thought
all those promises of forever together
were hers, you seldom promised too.
The lawn's never stopped asking for
you...everyone misses, everyone thinks
you should have stayed a little longer
Bed still has your space kept & cold
The isles wonder why you won't walk
their even just one more time...
the curtains no longer glow in gold
even at dawn... everyone's in frown
& fed up of the excuses they're told
I'll have to apologise to my heart
for letting him think it'd found a mate
I'm to blame for trying to predict fate...
I've tried to wait a little longer for you
but it clearly seems you ain't coming
back...We all wish you could return...
Why does desire always have to burn?
I'll write to the ocean and tell her to expect
us no more... that tear was the last of you
the sad gaze you left me wearing was my goodbye
I'll write to the DJ continuum and tell him
I wish he could replay the music of out time together
for though short lived I'd give away this eternity
to relieve that brief moment that beats millenniums...
I'd choose you over life, because you gave me
what years before you couldn't find... peace
I'll never know the serene I found in your embrace
because I'll never give another as much trust
as I gave you... you were an Angel... you were paradise
I'll never forget that day... the tears in your eyes...
I'll never stop writing about us... we were
better than jack and Rose let alone Romeo and Juliet
We were better than the movies because
we were real... I wonder why we had to end
like movies and books... I wonder...**
*Yours truly...

We were foolish to judge the sky by the stars
to believe each other without a doubt
to forget the wounds and play blind to the scars
to take on emotion with a silent shout

we were crazy to ignore caution
and foolishly get overtaken
by flooding electric emotions
compromise the mind and have reason forsaken

We were mad to believe we'd not end
that we would just flow like springs
that the rivers of our affection wouldn't dry or the roads bend
that we'd always have the warmth passion brings

We were insane to trust each other so deep
with treasures like Hearts and promises we couldn't keep

In whatever you do, always put family first...
People come and go, like waves along the shore,
even the closest of friends and the deepest of loves...
Money comes and continues with the same road that brought her...
The glamorous jobs you find, someday you lose or leave behind.
But your family's always the first thing you set eyes on when you open
them at your dawn, the constant in the million variations through your life
the soothing words, the inspiration, the perspiration, the aspiration
the best intentions, the crutches when you're fractured, the
reinforcement when you're almost suffering defeat,
the light in your darkness, the smile in your frown, the high of your low
and probably the only presence beside you at your old age
let alone the last tear to bless your journey to the great beyond
at your grave... treasure every moment you
spend with your family and if you ever have to choose,
always choose family and while at it keep in mind that
great family are friends and great friends are family...

Scars are the hard times he's faced
I see the pain dripping down his chest
For all the time he stumbled& messed
He's  knelt down, prayed& confessed
He writes poems at night out his head
To inspire the living and the dead
For a life of waking to no tea or bread
Is one he knows so well, one he led
He wipes tears off everyone's face
And fills hearts and every empty place
Speak of comfort he gives without greed
Understanding cause he once was in need
He doesn't charge, he's not a skimmer
It's his dream, he's not just a dreamer
He's a sunshine with rays of promise
And out of all historic cities,craves venice

There's only sad songs in the Souls
No peaceful nights even to the birds & owls
There's no more trusting (life) ,this road
Counting on those close to help lift their load
There's no more stars in the clear sky
Without ears to listen to their lonely cry
There's almost no more reason to fight
Without an armour what's a knight?
There is no destination for their journey
No, not without any strength or money
There's no history to be reported
No fighters, children are unprotected
There's no more hiking the Everest
No room for the mountaneers
No place to call home midst the unrest
There's little if any hope 'neath the rubble
No trust that the quake won't cause more trouble
There's no way help can reach,no channel
And no light at the end of the long tunnel
But there's brotherhood and volunteers
A thudding fall from the tree of hope an Apple
And a percentage worldwide sharing in the plight of Napel

You are far away across the ridges of life
And I'm here all alone facing the cold
I wish you knew, I wish you're told
That living without you is a stub of a knife
I don't even know who you really are
Yet you've never felt any far
If distance were food, I'd eat this 'tween us
For I can't forget to let these thoughts pass
I wander lost in the mire of the moment
Enduring every battering torment
I guess that's the flame affection
Which blazes even amidst rejection

A lie we told each other
just so we could push on
a little further

Some know everything and understand nothing about you
while others know nothing but understand everything about you.

I held arms and took to the battlefield
I was a coward but you gave me a courageous build
How do you expect me to feel
When you say you're bowing out besides getting chilled?
You had the spirit that could kindle flame till the end
You had the will to move mountains my friend
I know I might have had it cross the line, my pawn
But how could I see a line on the sand when by the wind it was blown?
I don't know why It's a big deal for you to surrender
To me you've always been the game changer
Who'll teach us where and when to break the rules?
When you're gone who'll hold our fingers and help us with the tools?
It's a war you readily started because you knew you could face it
Watching you cry on was an encouraging feeling, we had it
We loved us, nothing else mattered when you was the king
It was one way, one people, one motto, we was one thing.
You can't step out of the ring however extreme the May weather
However chilling it may be, It's always warm with inspiration when we're together
Put on your man pants, man up and get back into the game
It's you who told us we're all in a game but not everyone's rules are the same
I ain't trying to aim fatal arrows of blame
at you
All I'm saying is we was all strong under the flagship of your name,
And captain, we miss you

I'll make peace with my heart
Someday I'll get over the hurt
I'll see to my scars and every bruise
beautiful stars in the sky will be my muse
someday I'll pick myself up & stop talking
that day it will be about walking
for I'll be moving on past the shades of regret
past the bitterness of being dabbed an ingrate
someday I'll cross this River without fear
use her waters to wash away every tear
leave  this place printless like I was never here
I'll forget this past for it holds nothing dear
I'll collect all the scattered shards
and leave like the gorgeous journey birds
only there's no chance I'll ever lay foot here again
for this place has but caused me so much pain
I hate to go but I have to leave and to believe
for how long must one soul shatter and one heart grieve?

It's obvious, isn't it?
It's obvious you pleasure in my pain
It's obvious you know I still love you
You keep coming here just to let me realize I miss you
To bring those amorous lips and make me ache to kiss you
It's obvious, isn't it?
That you're after something and I'm your pawn
And thus have a reason to stick till dusk from dawn
That you're contemplating breaking up with Tom
And this is a quest of finding out if my heart's still a home
That you trace my chest line with your finger
Just to find out where my poor eyes linger
That no matter how many people I come across
In my life, my feelings for you will always be my cross
It's obvious, isn't it?
That somehow you regret and want us to make up
But you're afraid you might drop my heart and shatter it again
That you and I are two immature first lovers who'll never grow up
It's obvious, isn't it?
That you are the only and only person I adore
Even when you keep walking out and in as you wish through my door
That no matter how hard I try or what I do
I will always love you
It's that obvious, isn't it?

She's been all between now and then
the only product between mind and pen
she's been the etched pleasure out of pain
the phantom time and again
but now here you are seated right at the centre
taking over the ink and content on the canvas
how did you go past the shields and manage to enter
how did you find the core, who gave you the campus?
she was the dark cloud that hovers overhead
the priceless yet killing ache
an infested wound in the million times I bled
she was the goodbye that was hard to take
*the only reality I knew,a bitter sweet true lie
until you came and taught me how to wave goodbye

Wrecked in the stormy ocean of a love lost you were
the anchor that kept me from washing further off course
in that depth of dark despair you were a North Star in my sky
you understood my pain even if you arrived when my eyes were dry
for in the loud silence of depression you heard my cry
and made me feel special when I was all wound and scar...
it was the end of the road for me but then you came along
that's why I'd gladly be convicted if loving you is wrong.

There Was A gorgeous lass in my Class
Whose dressing always outlined her ***, alas!
When she walked it was gracefully with ease
yet attracted glances like petals and bees
That enchanting lass in my class.

I will keep waiting until the fateful day finally comes
to find out if my despondent heart will still run tantrums
when you walk down the isle with a veil masking your face
I hope to see your charcoal black soul in a snow white dress
I pray to know the day you ultimately take to the alter
and the beautiful convoy you'll be taking along
I want to see and prove that you won't falter
when you see me, I want to see the fittest and the strong
the one righting my wrong, the one you won't play like a song
I want to attend your wedding to know who won the title
the one who tethered your heart with a rope tougher than sisal
the person who'll slit the throat to your precious goat
uproot the peg of your chastity and take even the nylon rope
one who'll steal your fear and get you aboard that boat
I'm waiting for he for whom you'll hopelessly fall and elope,
the Mr. Right you won't scatter from flying in fright
who'll perch the eagle of your childish pride from flight
I'm thirstily waiting for he who'll finally cage the butterfly
he to whom after saying hello you won't matter goodbye
I'm waiting to see he who reached the promised land
sadly wallowing at the mountain top whilst he takes your hand
I hunger to see the man to whom you make a wife
and for this reason I tirelessly ask God for a long life
for time is a snail, an arch nemesis of haste
but I want to see the kind who appeals to your taste
everyone has fallen for the dawn of your beauty through the years
you've broken hearts and reduced eyes to tears
So I am waiting to witness the calm of melancholic rain
the very end to the pain, the knight in shining armour
the captain of your romance train, king of the reign
I'm so waiting for the one to whom you're stringed by karma

There was a time I'd die for you...
A time I'd take bullets for you...
But now, now I can even rot
for you... it's always and
always
will be you...

What was a doubtful crack
Is a hungry rupturing canyon
Comfortably seated 'tween you and I
What was a sweet melodic track
Is a sad relic of a lost companion
Of mine, oh my ...!
Something of a dream turned to nightmare
Spraying mists of melancholy in the air
The path we walked is some public road
And my heart hither light is now a heavy load
Maybe you didn't know that It's been twilight
Since you left,variance is slight twixt you and sunlight
I'm haunted by your being wrapped in my thoughts
Consumed in hot flames of the future I sought
I didn't realize it,I should have used my eyes
That without you there wouldn't be a sunrise
Should have waited a little longer for me
I still believe you and I were meant to be
I am the author to the end of our story
Don't have to take it but I'm sorry

Some people wait until there are no more phone calls
or texts buzzing in through the day and night
until there are no ears to listen and arms to embrace
until there are no more whispers and lips to kiss
to appreciate a presence of love in their life
some folks wait until there's no more breakfast on bed
or the golden smile like the orange orb
of the dawn in their wake to light up their day...
to appreciate the effort invested even in just wearing a smile...
Some people wait until they walk along
the beach then look back and see only two footprints
where there once flourished two pairs,
to know that all animals need four legs
even **** sapiens, and that’s why they were trusted with two more
Some folks wait until the rains come with a ravenous miasma to reminisce
that they once had more than a coat to keep away the biting chills
some people wait until their soul is midst winter
to acknowledge the warmth that darlings do bring
Some fellows wait until there's a thwarting loud silence
where the rhythm of another heartbeat
and nagging little arguments once occupied,
until music is just a miserable reminder of the beautiful yesterday
to realize that they didn't dance enough when they
had the opportunity to do so... Some people wait until
the antagonist has skipped to another story to
know that every hero needs their antagonist
and sometimes the antagonists are so simply because they are misunderstood...
Some people wait until fresh air rather than an aroma
of a carefully prepared recipe welcomes them home to
see that a House isn't Home, love is the home
as home is laughter at the dinner table
and there isn't a better meal than a big loaf of humor
shared between two cautiously weaved intricate souls made for each other,
folks wait until they are driving emptiness
a neglected anthropoid once tried to fill with
the air of romantic praise and or criticism of the skills on wheels
to realize that the escapade isn't the drive, but voyaging with our world
for most of the journeys we make are more about self-discovery
than they are about cosmic exploration…
Do not wait until it’s too late to appreciate the value
Your loved ones add to your life… Always appreciate love
When it’s given and in the same way, give love when it’s needed…