lying beside
your
favourite feeling
is you

hold it still

i wake up
and feel the noble touch
of the morning
and the innocence
in her breath

she tells me that an unborn day of magic awaits

and so i lie with her, listening

yesterday is lost
and i am yet to come

As she moves to the rhythm of my pulsating rays
Playfully teasing under my gaze
Intoxicating hills, mountains, ripples and waves
Covered by 3/4 ths overlays
The mental visual plays.
Finger lumens caress and rove
Flick and probe
tickle and pinch
Patiently exploring every square inch.
A galactic minx
Bringing me to brinks
Prospecting her nectar for energy drinks
Spin at a terrific speed changeable and swift indeed
her winds will cut in a storm
Yet the right currents keep her warm
Spinning in orbit at 93 still in full form
To know the cipher and understand the God
ahm smiling at her curves.
**** it’s hard
could shatter light into shards
Transforming crystals to stars
must dip in her dew
It’s mountin’ and this fountain
bout to spit atomic stew
nucleatin’ and hydratin’
keepin up with her gyratin’
vibratin’, shakin’ and quakin’
Osiris’ rod cleavin’ into her sod
spewin’ ray seed in clods
a spectrum of dust
It’s a must to keep her satient with love, no lust…

– Haakim Understanding

Irony and Karma,
Sadistic twins of fate
All up in your face
After all the moves you had to make

Just when victory looms
POP!
Lit cigarette to your balloon...

Twin bullies slap boxin at the end of the tunnel
Play fightin in the light at the tip of the funnel
Waiting for you as you spiral down about to be pummeled

Irony dodgin blows
But you keep swinging
Karma half Laughin
Half singing
"MERRY GO ROUN' N ROUN'..."
Like a demented AL B Sure

You tryina even the score
Not enough energy in store

"I need a second wind" you implore
Blood and sweat bubble in your core
Gittin' back on your feet is a struggle-
a chore

"I've been on this Street before " you hear yourself murmur
Feeling weak and sore
On your hands and knees
Body bruised, nerves raw

Spit out teeth, a chunk of skin from your lip
Tryina see but your eyes are slits

Call Irony a punk
Karma a btch
They got this round
But you know this ain't it
They can't make you give up
Don't back down
Not a bit
This is life
Ha ha
I love this sht


Haakim Understanding (C) 2017

Ever humble
***** on my square
Keeping perspective
Always aware
Time on a tear
Drag racing
Dragging along
Light pacing
Centrifugal stillness
Stuck in the realness
And shock of it all
Orbit of this ball
The gravity
The gravity
It's grabbin me
So glad to be
Grounded by faint calls of trajectory
There's a plan but there's no directory
Horizon the point at the edge of the fall
The vastness and range
Still kinda strange
It's what's so humbling
Fall back
Re arrange...

© Haakim Understanding 2017...