I am not crying because I am in pain, I
am crying because it's raining in my
heart for you shine so bright. Now let
me water our love with a kiss. You fill
me up.

Before I went digital, it was the pencil to paper lyrical

Before I went digital, it was the pencil that led through the led to find sense in the sentence

Before I went digital, my fingers went hysterical, it was an algorithm analogous to stay primitively liberal

Before I went digital, putting anything on screen was criminal - so the lens of my iris was the only visual

Before I went digital, the rush crucified the wood of my pencil like they would lynch blacks on trees for being cynical

Before I went digital, everything was a drawing of the critical - like mining coal my product had fruit and multiplied like the Adam and Eve spirituals

Before I went digital, I had literacy that took my literature to the actual cultural and literal.

Raw days were the utmost poetrical, all this before I went digital.

I searched for a parking, a park was clear
I sought for a flower, a garden was near
I yearned for wisdom and developed my ears
I swallowed the numb and found the sweet of my tears

Dear a miss who longs for a boy
Longing for my heart and not to make my ***** a toy
  I suggest our minds have to be in sync
Like you'd blink as I wink and we'd clear our kinks...

So I watch you in your daily habits, longing to look better
The truth is at the turn of the age I became a fretter
If you can climb the cosmic ladder then you can find me

So a wish I send
Bathe in melting pearls
Let my love twirl your hair like ******* curls
And you grow to love your body more
Eat well and clear the baggage in your surroundings
So a portrait or two will do so you don't feel alone

I work far away from the world so past Peace avenue I am home
That's where I'll be looking at that tree and know I am free
But I am alone so maybe a worthy lover is comforting thee
Unless you've found the green field in which case you'll know that making love is not making love unless it's with me

So be an angel then loving yourself so a reciprocal counterpoint can magnetise with you, and in that Beautiful World maybe that's where we'll meet.

*Your joy is a marvel, not the fraud superhero characters but the warrior princesses who gladiate that the world does not hear about, to gain my credit has been a bout so there's a lot of nonsense I can live without, talk soon, trust and don't doubt

The rock knocks and the waters embrace it with splashes
The ocean rushes to the shore like it's about to give the sand lashes
The sun sets as if to hide away from the azure clouds
It is a misty blue that is left in the atmosphere, this is a dream that could work

The clouds usher in the crescent moon,
it pierces through the sky as if the only element in the heavens
It shines ablaze and invites the stars
No electricity babe only the stars will light
No television, only the cosmic picture to ignite
No walls will house us, we'll camp in the wild with but a blanket

The crickets start making music and the mosquitoes start battle formations
The wind flicks the trees and the leaves dance at a rhythm
Now we can follow suit and collapse into ******
Kisses bellow and hands scale each other's body
The clothes are scattered and we're tightly close together
 I'm tumescent, I oblige you and align like an obelisk to a distant star


The oscilations tilt us into orgasmia
The swings invite a sing of cries and grunts and gasps
Toes curl and fingers twirl
Pores are open and the juices gush closing in
I look up and see you're supine eyes gazing wide open as if you're about to weep
I kiss you slowly and we disappear in time into countless "I love you's"

A night has been climaxed with ******* under the belly of nature

I'm not hard, my pen-is
Erecting ideas hands free
Fluctuating thoughts up and down
Sweating emotions like my heart is on a marathon
Curving negativity directing it to positivity spots
Ideas crying out of my soul
So writing gives them holes
I point in metaphors
They pore out through my pores birthing hairy sentences
I brush them into verse
They grow teeming up like a curse
I act fulfilled but the fool of me feels empty, parched so I queench my thirst
Drinking my own excretions

Hoping for someone to take me to an ****
So I can shave some and that's the sum of how I can save the paper I write on
It told me stories of its native habitation
Beautiful barked tapestries called a tree
But I have to put it out of its misery with a fruitful full stop. So writers do like Adam and bite this

Play it light
Who knows where the might?
Follow the beam that illuminates
The heart beats to rhythms that ignite
See it through the eyes of the soul

Play it light
Who knows where the might?
Follow the mellifluous tunes that shine the true light
There is power in sincerity so if consistently honest who knows what might come to light
So embrace it the feeling the feeling tight
Tilt it with your wit til you get it right

Play it light
Who knows where the might?
If the price is nice
Why play the cat to mice?
Just take a chance with humility and humanly roll the dice
You can only be a fool once and shy twice

Play it light
Who knows where the might?
Perform the music of your life and silence won't be rife
Set the stage with your might and shine your light then you'll thrive
Play it light
Who knows where the might?
Go on tour as you unravel your plight
Humans have no wings so fly your dream kite
And you may know what might be your might if you play the music right, only if you play it light.

For a moment we were a bond
For a moment we worth holding
For a moment we were a magic potent

In a flash we were broken
In an instant sparks were forsaken
In a bang opportunities were stolen


... Where a love could have been woven
Strong feelings could have flown like a raven
Now all are memories that I hold as a token

For a moment our hearts were set ablaze
For a moment to your desires I was a slave
For a moment a future we found urgent to contemplate

In a rush you were so harsh and gushed words so harsh
In a boom I was your worst enemy
In a long pause you forgot that you were more than a friend to me

... Where we flowed and soared like a phoenix raw we were no more
Where we had a vehement chemistry you left a smart sore
Where you laid beautiful tapestries you left a sheath of forlorn hope torn

And now we are no more
In a moment
In an instant
In a flash
Baby please come back

In and out of thriving and chance into the heart's light I took a glance
And above the blood that drips from the sword there is a place to make amends
First we self-reflect and see the prospect of inspecting all that has left us infected
And the wisdom is that we were ignorant as we deflected what's best in us
So every minute begins to carry so much weight

And so we seek to get to the best of our potential
So we find some meaning and purpose and we're not existential
From effectiveness we reach a level of being positively influential
And that's when we stop competing and start completing our Earth assignments
We always fall back in time when we break the promises we have made to ourselves

So for everyone who has beared with you and endured your imperfections, forgiven your mistakes
Be thankful for Grace
I am thankful for the opportunity to be poetic
Whether I have been eccentric or inordinately enigmatic

Thanks for listening and thanks for reading
For everyone who has been patient to understand the overall cosmic vision
Thanks for harmony, thanks for Grace
And for finally giving an ear to where and when I have been speaking
As souls awake. Let there be love and so Divine beings can return to their divine nature. Let grace be the spirit and love the heartbeat... More than  words can say, thank you (consciousness) for the day. We are a race.

I had a ******* but woke up dry, feeling shy that my seed to the cosmos did fly, I sighed and tried to recollect what she said, and
She said:

He whispered in my ear
Spoke softly so a song I could  hear
His words meandered and manoevred jeers
He said I should face all my fears
Because there is a progress here
He dissected his message so I could read it clear
And all it read was: I love you dear.

His feelings seemed honestly sincere
I looked into his eyes and there was a friction of frequency as he grabbed me near
He said I didn't need to shed a tear
Because happiness is shaped like pear
A music note, a quaver played by snare
So we would dance to a rhythm of rhyming sheer

I calculate that our bodies will collocate as our bodies dare
I barely know him but such a strong bond we share
I close my eyes, dream of a future and it's him there
Before I could find my senses my feet were in the air
He pulsed with some Don Juan flair
But I felt like I was the only lady in his lair
There was some sensation of inculcating velocity as he was lactating and I formed coils with my hair
It was like private-part-hockey as he gave me an aimer's stare
Like feathers fair we climaxed to heaven's crescendo sphere

And he will wake up and not know where I did disappear.

In the trial of the tree that leaves a trail that uses fate as bait
We pledge to be all we can be in truth and divine wisdom
In the test that serves as an exemplary guiding game, we vow to be the testament
What is a sol-dier if he does not respect the children of the sun?
A lost being who will never know what it means to earn and pursue the value of life upheld by non-malicious merit
For this reason those who have not trailed the branches and webbing of the trail will be followed by peril and doom as they bow to the limited serpentine doctrine that is a thief of hope

What do we give to the world if all we do is **** it and be thankful of the plastic barbie dolls that are bred forth?
For this reason races will continue to perish because the crowner has constantly been about who makes it rain rather than who makes it snow in our hearts
They stand high on pulpits and altars but they imprison minds because it sustains their god-hood
They fear what the truth  can do
So they trap souls and colonise minds to perpetuate a self-serving dogma

War fills up their appetites, I vow to make them feel bloated until they cannot walk
Lust feeds their banal minds, I vow to starve myself until I find a deserved flower that has reached fruition
Chaos maintains the matrix they have orchestrated, I vow to be the music that corners them into destructive calmness
And when death finally stares at me I vow to laugh like I am about to take my first breath
For this reason we Sol dad to be daad so the child can know peace and not be raised in a house of wrath

Having found the pictures moving in and out of time in the heavens
I promise to deliver a system that will enable each man, woman  and child to be free and good because of the works they have put into the world and as the debate goes: so they are not taxed to death
With the elemental fusion from the twin sun I vow to break the prison of debt, but not before I break my own prisons

See we are all doing time, one way or another
Trading thoughts and emotions, deeds and manifestations
And in the end we transform into a creed
We decide what that creed is, not some superhero or some star from afar
It's a sacred choice we make, whether we are invited into it or forced into a corner to choose
As life is in our hands
Are we sincere and honest enough to first wipe off our own sediments before we point fingers and play the blame game
Perhaps once we are over our own faults and those of others then we can begin to learn the love language
Learn to forgive ourselves and others
Maybe then races from above and below, from afar and from close proximity; will begin to reign free in their utmost purity
Reigning as souls and then we can do the honour of planting the treasures back into the earth, when we live, when we love, when we garden.