I had such a great thought
but its gone away now,
never to be heard from again.

In the long drive back home,
A song we used to hear made me remember you,
I’ve been avoiding this feeling since August.
It has been months since I’ve heard of you.
I remember every word you said,
They were all lies.
I cannot expect much from a broken person,
You are still broken,
And because of that,
You keep hurting every person that encounters you.
You enjoy the dominance but i see through you.
And today i chose to forgive and forget by closing the cycle of the short lived memories i had with you.
It’s my time now to be happy

Never play with heart
As it hurts as a sword
And in deep down the heart
The pain felt is so hard
Than a bleeding wrist

Never gamble for flirt
As things may get worst
By breaking their trust
And while doing so much lust
You will be booked
Or cooked
By so much hate
Also will lose the worth
Of their great heart

Never play with strings
As it seems as a guitarist’s wings
And from heart to heart
Strings can depart
If not played with good spirit
And when you put it in your cart
With all your ***** mind crust

Never play with wings
Let them fly where they wish
Never compel to make it yours
As love is not a lake
Filled with full of crocodiles

Love is like a flower bud
Give enough water and care
And see the love of hearts
Which can be a bed of rose

Respect others feelings
As of yourselves
And see the world
Like a nest of zest
Which can be filled
With true love and care
And with the immense pleasure
It can blossom everywhere

From hearts to hearts
And to miles to miles
Make a way that smiles
With all your hearts
Which is being so kind
As a divine light
Is so bright

How long will it take me to tell you
Stories of the three group of eight prisoners
And how my mind left me for you.
For I'm lost,
Hoping to find myself when you find me.
If only you truly look —with care.
I hope never is not far from here,
For I know forever is nowhere near.

How long will it take you to tell me?
That you hear how my heart beats in pair:
With you and for you.
And the thousand and one words in my silence
Hoping that you truly listen —with care.
Maybe, or maybe not,
Someday I will dare take a step.
I hope forever is somewhere near,
For I know never is far from here.

I can only hope, my dear.
Who am I to dare
And what do you even care?

©JIBRIL ABDULMALIK

The real battle, actually has no views
Everyone startle; battlegrounds are no revues
It's hard to separate, when unseen or hidden
Battle of my thoughts, a fight within

I built a mansion, but I'm yet to move in
I built a jet for auction, but it's yet to move me
I'm a volcano, with no eruption
All end in the war within; ending in an option

To do it now, or some other time
Verb is no noun, i never made my action prime
The Battle is disastrous, it leaves my goals in shipwreck
Strolling now or later, I lose the ambitions in a cheap trek

Later is always the war victor, but it's grave
Never again will I take the tour; just doing it - is save
Tomorrow is another day, but it's a bait that annihilate
I will do it later; But I'm late now or I'm now late

- Pastorlee