Thursday, August 21, 2014
Monday, April 19, 2010
THE NIGHT DIED
From the silence of the night
whispers the wind into my ears
like a ghost passing by
wanting no recognition
Stripes of quiteness
written all over the face of the night
like a hunged curtain
in shreds
The moonlight shone
so brightly
that the children stayed indoors
for fear of the dead night
whispers the wind into my ears
like a ghost passing by
wanting no recognition
Stripes of quiteness
written all over the face of the night
like a hunged curtain
in shreds
The moonlight shone
so brightly
that the children stayed indoors
for fear of the dead night
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
MY PRECIOUS MONSTER
Jugging in thye stream
of love like the sea waves
she felt a rough toch
like a rusted iron
"Monsters!" she screamed
and in a twilt
we were floatin
just like it nwas
in the beginning
lingering on the swing of love
of love like the sea waves
she felt a rough toch
like a rusted iron
"Monsters!" she screamed
and in a twilt
we were floatin
just like it nwas
in the beginning
lingering on the swing of love
THE MAGNIFICIENT MEN OF MERRIAH
On thier faces
are stripes of courage
They come out bold
like the red colours
I come in green
trying to stop them
they sling out
the truth on me
and rest in peace.
are stripes of courage
They come out bold
like the red colours
I come in green
trying to stop them
they sling out
the truth on me
and rest in peace.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
BEAUTIFUL DILEMMA
From the tension of my heart
comes the expansion of my thought
opression and depression
encircles my imagination
My emotions I try to vision
like a profusion
in a problem that has no solution
comes the expansion of my thought
opression and depression
encircles my imagination
My emotions I try to vision
like a profusion
in a problem that has no solution
RED DREAMS
Running up and down
Scattered like the feathers
of the earth
Skipping the hurdles of death
but not sure if they've crossed it
Human flesh for brush
GOD HELP ME!
Scattered like the feathers
of the earth
Skipping the hurdles of death
but not sure if they've crossed it
Human flesh for brush
GOD HELP ME!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
UNARMED ROBBERS
My eyes are heavy
and rich with sleep
but pen and paper
robbed me off
with their bare hands
rendering slaps of joy
They made me scared
by showing me failure
threatening and saying
if I don't grease his pockets
I'll have a knock on my brain
I became poor
having no option of my own
but to go the way of the robbers
with memories like bitter honey
still lingering after the robbrery
I had this inscription
written with their painful fingernails
on my forehead:
"wealth of knowlegde"
and rich with sleep
but pen and paper
robbed me off
with their bare hands
rendering slaps of joy
They made me scared
by showing me failure
threatening and saying
if I don't grease his pockets
I'll have a knock on my brain
I became poor
having no option of my own
but to go the way of the robbers
with memories like bitter honey
still lingering after the robbrery
I had this inscription
written with their painful fingernails
on my forehead:
"wealth of knowlegde"
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