The sweet sound
Of a softly played harp
Caresses my ears
In the warm night breez
I hear the steps of an angel
That is all like a dream
In a fairy tale movie
Where love lasts endlessly
And the sound of the harp
Stops only to start again.

When I am awake
Where is the harp
Of the sweetest sound?
When I flash my eyes
Through the surroundings
Where is the angel gone?
It is just a strike through the heart
That the love is still not endless.

Where is the truth in this world?
Does it knock on the door,
When it feels ready to enter
Or does it sneak into the heart
When it is ready to reveal?

Truth, so utopic
As it is to reach the farthest stars.
It overcomes the multiple bars
Seems as yet too metaphoric

Behind the garden of truth
You stand and watch the flowers bloom
But cannot open the floodlit door
Though the heart is seeking for the key
While truth remains still in the mystic breez.

Every day is new sunrises so do you. even if you feel like you have nothing to say nice.
day by day new challenges fly bye hitting you with out warning. when it rains i rather walk  in the rain so no one can see my eyes . have the time of your life. but it only last only a few min light when your high. when night comes the only thing to escape reality.
the music you listens to carry you along the way with all the wounds that riddle your body.
every thought you think twice but your own ideas have the weight like a ton. your friends have been there for you and so you both have each others backs no matter what.
even if your tired and have little patients all you have to say is ill just keep walking.
the emotions you drown in with every thing the day dreads and loses you in the mix.

but dad by day you have to face your fears even if it means passing you own boundries.

love that emotion is just a ord love is just something that means nothing.

for me i was told when i was little you should never sit down and cry cause youl never have the strong image in you.
emotions walk behind you but your shadow is the thing that has to fight your own evil side to push the demonic eyes away.

life is filled with lies and pathetic people that wast your time.

emotions are the whole thing that human society has to stand therer ground.

day night is the same except that's the way it is night people currl up and let the dreams slumber.

but night is a nother when people only come out when theres no light to hit them.


the thins you said the night before what do u really know what happened to your promises and trust.


my life i walk this earth trying to show my ideas to this world. but this world is afraid of ideas that will change society and every ones time to the good of it.


the emotions have so many things that will bring out in your words.


but i have no regrets or fear what happens to me. cause people fear me and are scared of me for my smarts. but i have nothing negitive to express in my words.


but the sun rises bring the sweet calm breez that flowls threw my long hair but what do u really hear when you listen close. just the music you have never heard of the beauty that will make tears stream down your face.

in my own words you cant fix every thing or every ones problems. all you can be is ears for listening and to suport them untille the end.


i have a life that is full of trapes and surprizes.

im not scared or threaten  by people but why do my ideas scare and threaten society.

but night falls my music plays sun rise comes and my music is still playing but thats the only way for me to deal with life and all its (****)

i walk this world creating my ideas writing away that will spell your name telling you im always listening.

but in this world i can only escape from societys gripps with my music playing loud and drowning people out so i can feel things. in my life as we keep going along.

my life is full of words but my voice will never be heard cause im tired of trying to talk over your voies.


have any emotions like your own appearance ******* you down ******* your strength away wearing you down.

have you just felt your life is and endless ride that leaves burns and blood stains.

my voice has the calming tone's that bring peace to your life.

in my life there's no such thing is war only the rules i have if you show any threat or threaten me i will do the same to you.


every emotion i have been able to control by using my music to drown out every one blaring it away tuning any scream or voice in my way that is only sufficating.


in my own words i have no fears /regrets but i walk this barren world just living and surving any thing hits or breakes me.


but in life/society/emotions. we wont be human if we didn't have any emotions that we have to live with.


i you want folow me  cause youl never have to be alone i am listening to our voice ill say just follow your foot steps and dont let go

I will yearn for you like the sun yearns for the moon everyday,
I will need you like the ocean needs the moon when the tide is low,
And if in this moment you all of you were to be lost like a light in the shadow,  I will have your memory...
It will not grow old bitter or cold,
It will not disinagrate or crumble,
If in fact you do leave me the memory of you will be plenty,
I will not replace you with another memory or even have you sold,
Your touch, the way you laugh the way you sang,
I will have you even if just a memory until the day I die,
It will glicen like the fall autum leaves in October and never will it change with the winter breez.

SEASON
TIME OF THOUGHT:08:20PM
DATE OF THhOUGHT:08/03/2010
OGUNLBI OLAJIDE YUSUF -Nativepen

I will not be moved
If the rain refuses to fall
I will not be moved
Even, if the sun refuses to shine

If the moon remains dark and red
I will not be moved
If the breez turns to a statue
I say I will not be moved

I will not  be moved
All because, they are for the main time
I say I will not be moved
It is a matter of time

laying in  your girl friend in a grassy feild with a cool summer breez under the night sky.
we found the perect moment to let our mind fly away when we go high the full moon looks like a psychadelic swirl misting in my eyes with just illusions that ***** my mind up but getting high under the full moon. just that theres no fear to bee seen or pain to feel just throwing the reality of life ******* that follows us home at the end of the day

I could speak endlessly on how this is my all to u
give u summer on cold days
A fuzzy breez on hot nights
So u can gaze moonlight
At the sound of phonic melodys
With no expressed limitations
Abstract sounds ,physical bodies nd mental objects
Everything
This is me giving u everything, giving u everything

Timeless univers
Myraid paradise
In disguise
For you hypnotize
The true nature of existance
That with my last breath ,to death flown
I surrender my soul
This is me giving u everything
Giving u everything
Giving
Giving giving u everything

An ocean full of emotion
Thy absence causes distortion
Disects my world into two
Phases that cease fatality
Thus in this reality
I seek not Oder but to give
This is me giving u everything
Everything giving u everything

And sent to me on a floating breez,
Periodically throughout the year,
Is a little message from someone
Sent for me to hear

I catch one and then the next
And reread what I've read
Then think hard before I return
My little message filled with led

I toss it out and it sinks and falls
For it knows it covers lies
My writing reads one thing
While my heart wears the desquize

If just one would make it
Then you could peel apart
My letter and burn to ash
The package which conceals my heart

To reveal the truth
Look beyond the words that I have said
And dig deep into
That hardened ball of lead

Hot summer nights
When the sky is full of stars
And the smell of pine resin
Cuts deep in my senses.
Light touch of warm summer breez...
On my neck... through the hair...

Hot summer nights
When my mind is locked on a single memory...
Repeated love song on a gramophone
...A melody you made with your fingers...
...on my body.

Dance with me tonigh...
On a hot summer night..
Feel my hips under you arms
Feel the heat, feel the passion
Let me be your muse...

For new notes, new tones..
With your fingers on my body..
On a hot summer night.

Quietly a whisper in the evening breez
What is this that no one sees?
Could it be your heart is weak
Like a lamb soft and meak.

A cold hard wall You’ve build for yourself
Keeps you save from pain itself
This castle too you’ve build for you
So no one could ever love you true

I roam around the cold stone wall
Trying to find a hidden door
But to my distress there is none at all
What else could I do more?

I turn away not showing the pain
The compassion I have is all in vain
Life was to hard and cruel to you
There is no way you will let me love you true

Sound of the breeze
Outside my window
A Dream in my mind
I was sleeping in peace.

I was all alone
It was dark everywhere
Standing under the sky.
Gazing at the stars.

I smiled as they shined
They looked so beautifull
Wanted to be there for a little longer
Because my mind was dreamfull.

I felt like talking
But would they talk to me?
Because they were all quite
And just kept shining.

As I was gazing
The time went by
Deep in sleep
I was still dreaming.

Sound of the breez
outside my window
A dream in my mind
I was sleeping in peace.

As I lay here in my bed,
I do nothing but wonder,wonder about the dead.
Are they with us every day?
Watching us, helping us for I hear that they may.
Does the dead pass through you when you feel a chill?
Or is it the cold breez? How do you know the dead is real?
I should'nt call it dead! Invisable or cant see,
Cause there is a difference between the dead and someone like me.
I believe the dead is real but can't hear or see or even feel.
The dead to me is someone gone bad,
Who's lost their soul's which they've once had.
I don't think it's the dead who watche's us at play,
They don't care enough to go out of their way.
But there is someone with you, giuding you to do right,
Stand's by your side all through the night.
Dead they are not, for they have a heart,
The world we live in they were once part.
They can feel, touch, move and even see,
And deep in my heart I feel someone with me.
The look of an innocent child and wing's of a white dove,
I believe they were sent from the heaven's above.
Angel's I call them, watching over us all.
Good and even the bad the great and the small.
Your guardian's alway's till the time comes,
When your body is weak and finally it numbths.
But don't be afraid there's nothing to fear,
Because a happier life and your angel are right hear.

I just can't find the wirdz
to write how I love birdz

From pecalinz and seagalz
right to the mitey eagalz

I love to see em in the skiez
happy like them butterfliez

singing all day in the treez
flapping their wingz in the breez

and i'm so happy that I chooz
to be with a bird like youz

An old friend just called, yes, after
a long time,
Suddenly' I feel cool breez,musical
wind chime!