I am the cascade rain
of chivalrous knights
and bubbling veins.

The gap you mind
and overstep,
The mind that’s gapped
without repent.

Yet the lake reflects a smile
and bellows out broadly
in the broken streams of Nile
in the thoughts of this, a while.

If you look over the fence
And happen to see,
That your neighbours grass
Looks as green as can be,
Don’t find yourself full of envy
And wish it be gone,  
Instead, water and nurture the very grass
That you are standing on.

Mad, perplexed, or sleepy.
That's when I see me.
My body isn't an image of God, it's more like static on TV.
I am crime, in my prime.
About as rich as a dime.
It is forever mine.
I face darkness in the essence of my look.
No book can make me sparkle,
No knowledge can make me beautiful.

Criminal eyes turned kind.
Why is black and white not gray?
My brow tells me more about me than my eyes.
My soft chin reveals a thin film of true vision.
Like I'm choking on reality.
My lines mingle on my forehead.
Seeing my transgressions make me know who I am, that I am not what I imagine, but what I do.
All the thieving and vandalism truly made me fall from heaven.
Sins against property.

I'm saying "my goodness" when perplexity perfectly meets madness.
I teach myself to nevermind true sadness.
Sad is what I am when I'm searching for me in another man.
A man of good deeds outshines me.
He makes my weak structures safe.
He makes me fear of the kingdom in his eye.
But I didn't see him as a child.
He tried to fix something that he never could.
He doesn't realize that a true Self could be found in darkness.
Yet when compared to recent crimes, I'm as pure as 0.995.
I'll never be as original as old rhymes.
Words need vision behind them.
But I always see the same thing.
I see floaters in my eyes.
What matters is when I recognize me in every part.
I see the good in me and it can't be me.
I can only be my crime, my knowledge of mercy, or the fear of God.
Fear in His Name is not the same as fear of His Self.

𝘐𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵,
𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴,
𝘚𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴,
𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵.
𝘈 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴,
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺,
𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘫𝘰𝘺,
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴,
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘦,
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩,
𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺𝘴, 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸,
𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭'𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘦?
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴,
𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴,
𝘖𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥.

𝘈 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯,
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴,
𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵, 𝘐  𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.
𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐,
𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘈 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦,
𝘓𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦,
𝘞𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘦.
𝘗𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴.
𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴,
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘭𝘭!!
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵?
𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴,
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘹𝘺𝘨𝘦𝘯,
𝘈𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦,
𝘛𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥; 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭𝘴.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴?
𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘺.
𝘈𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴,
𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢.

𝘈 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴,
𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦,
𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺,
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺… .

Took a gasp of breath,
Free a mind in curfew.
Breathe air fresh in my head,
Bring myself up, try to renew.

Hold my core down,
Conscience lets hold of me,
Something bigger than me, I found!
My heart beats joy to glee.

Grown to a giant,
Yet the heart's still young;
Thoughts of all kind,
The mind has strung.

Things grew on me,
Kept all in, lose my energy.
The sky is falling,
The high feels heavy,
As I lie on beds spinning,
I pray down one knee.

Behind closed curtains,
Behind the light,
Lies a place I journey,
Lies all secrets, all things I hide.

Beyond a smile, beyond bliss,
Happiness or the abyss.
Grown through tears and deep I sink.
Rised through ashes in a blink.

The neck hurts,
The brain yet to explode,
In thoughts of all kind, piled into one.
Lost every ounce of me, Am I done?



Into oblivion, into vain
All anxiety, stress and pain.
The mind maze awakes,
Pulled down to the knees, I lie on my face.

Find my way,
Breathe my air, took a gasp of breath,
Count blessings to find remedy,
Calm my mind, hold my conscience,
After all, am I ready?

Two eyes in the mirror, looking back at me,
Forcing me to peer beyond what the eyes refuses to see.

Begging me to acknowledge what I’ve tried so hard to hide,
So it’s times to be brave and address the little girl inside.

It’s okay to be afraid, I know what you’re going through,
You don’t have to feel alone, I’ll take this journey with you.

I’m sorry for all the neglected cries you have tried to express,
I’m sorry for all the times I’ve ignored you, thinking that I know what’s best.

Forgive me for all the times when I’ve avoided you,
It’s just that acknowledging you is something I’ve tried hard not to do.

Forgive me for all the times I’ve refused to hold your hand,
I’m sorry for all the times I’ve left you sinking in quick sand.

You deserve to be loved and yet I just left you alone,
Please forgive me for abandoning you to survive on your own.

Forgive me for not showing you how to demand what you are worth,
I should have taught you about your value, you’ve been a queen since birth.

Shadows tell tales
Shadows tell lies
Tall and slim they tower over you
Make believe that they're bigger and stronger
Shadow of a giant an ant can create
Believe its reflection if you will
Or know the whole truth
As the moon reflects the sun
Causing you to believe that there is light where there is not
So a lie could be concealed in glossy wrapping
And deception may cause you to look everywhere
Except in the right place