Month: January 2015
OH MY LOVE.
When waves and tides tear my heart
Promising me no end to my worries
Which ages has dealt blow to my heart with
In tons of cartoons
You were there rightly
To dry my falling tears
My dying heart
Which has longed for you since?
The day you were born
The first star and moon to appear in the night
The dazzling sun in the day
You are my left hand
For which duel with the right
Day and night
Your…
OH MY LOVE.
When waves and tides tear my heart
Promising me no end to my worries
Which ages has dealt blow to my heart with
In tons of cartoons
You were there rightly
To dry my falling tears
My dying heart
Which has longed for you since?
The day you were born
The first star and moon to appear in the night
The dazzling sun in the day
You are my left hand
For which duel with the right
Day and night
Your touches so smooth
Curdles me to sleep
Your kiss, ever warming,
What a golden lips you have
Designed by the best architect
Who even as a clot of blood, knew drawing
If I tell you, the best is in you
Please do not deny it
Your tender breast
Your curved hips
The Butts
Nicely curved thighs
Gifts from nature
Riches and wealth have been good
But your shadow which appears
Before your astonishing beauty
Clear all airs; best
If ages could have noticed it
Might have prevent me from seeing you
Oh my love
Life
It is not about regretting for the rest of your life, but putting measures not to allow the same to happen.
Life
It is not about regretting for the rest of your life, but putting measures not to allow the same to happen.
THE DREAMS WE DREAM
In our secret places
Indoors and Outdoors
In the midst of our tiredness
Depression and bad times
Blissful and unforgettable moments
Which we assume happens ones in a lifetime
So as to celebrate it so much
Like a bouncing baby boy
So much longed for
All is but can be a flash
Like a lightning thunder
This may either shock or relax us
When our plans are made
Which is now left to fate to justify?
Imp…
THE DREAMS WE DREAM
In our secret places
Indoors and Outdoors
In the midst of our tiredness
Depression and bad times
Blissful and unforgettable moments
Which we assume happens ones in a lifetime
So as to celebrate it so much
Like a bouncing baby boy
So much longed for
All is but can be a flash
Like a lightning thunder
This may either shock or relax us
When our plans are made
Which is now left to fate to justify?
Implying we cannot do much after all
But still believe we are among the Parliamentarians
Who says can be upheld or withhold
Even in difficult times,
This needs no forgetting
But man would
With respect to the figure talked about
Which since has no place in humanity
Or adored like a Prince
Who says power, wishes command?
Riding on white horses
In any case
The dreams we dream
Have a major stake
In our darling world
WALKING BACK AND FORTH
Those loyal have been
Since the cutting of the sods
Which was done back some years ago
When I was yet to open my eyes
To see the realities of life
Which has dawn many to succumb to fate?
Which know neither the weak nor the strong?
As my friend Ecclesiastes would remind me in his 9th Chapter
In the days where might and power could reign
Years after years dominating humanity
Which I am yet part of
