Caught

Your sight caught the centre of my mind
Suddenly,
Quickly I got infected
My heart beating slower and slower
Suddenly faster
Roaring like a lightning
As my lips tremble
While dreaming of sweet touch of those beautiful lips.

Wishes of getting closer
A thought refusing to leave my mind
As you walk away
The brilliant design of your back
Tender movement of your feet
Squeeze my brain
The only thought becomes
The angelic stranger
Slowly fading into the unknown world.

Gravel roads

Gently and smoothly
hearts open to one another
days starts passing by
and the mating hearts unfold
like roads of a long journey to come
they slowly and gently opens up
to new challenges of new days
like a journey trough the world
the surrounding changes
nothing looks perfect anymore
the gentle sweet moments have passed
clearly now its shows
that the road is more of a gravel road
lame and untamed
somehow confusing as some moments
are gentle and promising and others
are rough and threatening
some curves appears unexpected
like the end of the road is near
some surface stones
jumping and beating back at the hearts
the road becomes more a challenge
than the sweet honey moment it began as
life and love mixture becomes hard to understand
the gravel roads continue
as two hearts continue to dance together
the future becomes unkown.

Wipe your tears

with earthly pains
having painted
their prints across your heart
like an evil master of art
that knows no love
leaving you feeling lost
touching deep in you
so bad that tears
starts rolling from your eyes
across your face
like the Nile river
crossing the African landscape

the aching growing bigger
leaving you feeling like a beggar
of soulful healing powers from above
like a stormy rain prints
they fall across your face
as though you heart
is a water pump connected to your eyes
in moments of shaking hands
and bitter heart feelings like this
remember
to wipe your tears
and hold your holy spears
standing firm
for the rightful moments should rise

with your mind
in the mist of all filthy confusion
rise to let your heart beat calm down
letting you rise above the earthly weaknesses
above the fights and falls of this world
wipe your tears on you face
to let the road ahead of you become clear
wipe your tears
deny them access into your brand new day
despite the strength of the source of pain.

Storms in the heart

The beat of a calm heart
gone and lost in the confusion
of the world’s mixed emotions.
seconds of the once upon a time good love
no longer earthly belonging
what started as a nice moment
of hearts beating sweetly
and gently in love
slowly becomes wars of words
tenderness becomes bitterness
moments worth to be lived
ignored while honouring
unnecessary wars

suddenly the poor heart
is in the centre of bad beatings
and the calm heart
no longer beat one beat after the either
but roars like a lost wild animal
in the moment of earthly competitions
when people in what was voluntary act of the heart
becomes controlled by vicious rules of the world
and nice partnerships turns into
control battles of two minds
using silly things to cut down each others freedom
souls put under control

the heart in a dust not required
mind slowly loosing touch with happiness
the beating of the heart in shadows of love
love less felt
as the heart continue to beat with bitterness
covered so badly by painful feelings
and tears close to the eyes

is this love
is this love
that i am feeling
or is it the devils shadow
or his touch to what should be love
in moments like this
mind goes wild searching for what use to be love
the brain wonders if it will ever come back
and whether it ever existed or was it just body lust
the heart continue to suffer
beating painfully
this is not what the first sight suggested
not what the first days of life promised
wonder what changed the moments of love
to become the wild battles of couples of the earth...

Rainy stormy days

They come into our world
uninvited
unexpected
unwelcomed
touching our souls
while breaking our hearts

creating cold days
that remind you
of the warmth providers
in your world

in those bitter moments
you begin to think
of the source of sweetness
in your life

in the rough shaky moments
when the world seem to hurt
hope is on those having touched your heart
in the previous circles of your life

yet the depth and strength
of the rainy stormy days
comes alive
when the warmth provider becomes the critic
and the source of sweetness pours bitter judgement
the ones who once touched your heart
start deliberately squeezing on it
and the world seem to laugh at you
as the rainy stormy moments
seem to cover you soul.

The life you know

The life you know

Is it like a sweet dream?
full of delicious creams
without any form of crimes

Is it so gentle and perfect that
the only pain known is that of a pinch
the only tears being those of joy

or could it be that
life is throwing lashes and punches at you
nowhere to hide
the body too heavy for the feet
and you can’t flee

is it so bad that you can’t smell the dirt around you anymore
so sad and gloom that the future has no sense
have you forgotten how to smile
life devoid of laughter
joy a distant forgotten memory

close your eyes and feel the air around you,
optimise your senses let them guide
the answer exist in this life time
optimise your possibilities
let the life be,
let the life be but take charge
become revitalised.
with every breath be reborn
let every heart beat count in favour of your fight

Sad Feeling

i woke up with the feeling
that something might have died
sad sad feeling

my hands feeling tight
I have lost the fight
my desire is out of my height
it is out of bounds

i woke up with a feeling
a sad sad feeling

my heart beat swollen
emotions demoted
motions demobilised
something inside is dead
so sad is really sad

went to bed with a heavy burden
spent the night cruising in pain
wondering what each tomorrow holds
lambasting my paths of life

it’s a sad sad feeling

my heart is hosting a massive pain
this pain is just pain with no gain
finding myself wondering how
how it all ended where we are

wondering if broken hearts
can ever be mend
that heart aches truly heals
or is this just the beginning
that this maybe is just the end
of it all

it is so sad sad feeling

i am feeling tears in my heart
like a raging storm rising
blood flooding into my veins
there is a storm inside

it is a sad sad feeling

Slave to the curse

Slave to the curse
Don’t hate me
This is not fun
It’s a curse
I am a slave to the core

I dream of rising
Wish I could fly
But my wings are clamped
The devil leaves in a bottle

I take a few strides
Trying to walk away
But i find myself
Knocking back at the doors of hell
It is hell burning with sweet desires
Feels like heaven in the rain
So sweet so bitterly sweet

After much I do feel like I am drowning
Yet have no desires to be rescued
I know it’s wrong
But this wrong feels so right

I am not having fun
Just a slave to the curse
Curtains have fallen
My naked feelings are real
This is every ones struggle

Everyone has a demon
Mine leaves in a bottle.
This is not a true confession
No i am denial,
Yes I have no problem.

The dreams I dream when I am awake

The dreams I dream when I am awake

They are like creams to the sounding melody
Made of love for brotherhood and humanity
When I am lost in there I smile for it’s a beautiful forest
I dream of sweet terrains that knows no reign of terror

I dream of the supreme era of undying love
Epoch of beautiful thoughts and enchanted people
Whose heart of hearts knows only beautiful love
The in-love people whose motion is holy

How I wish for the revamp of human spirits
Revitalization of morality amongst my species
The awakening of the one true heart beat
The one love nation, one love movement

I hear voices of the legends
Sounding from their graves
As they resonate the one love spirit
Those who passed holding the touch of life
Wishing for love in this ever evolving world and time

Sing along
Let the song leave in your heart
Feel the footsteps of peace
Like a breeze at dawn touching down your phase

The dream I dream when I a awake
It’s brighter day for all of mankind.

Matters of my heart,

Matters of my heart don’t matter any more
No matter what I say or do they don’t matter any more
Senses of my soul have grown numb
The world around me has shown its claws
Despite my courteous smile
The frowning reflections keep coming up

The world is swimming in a pool of deceit
Lies have become the order of the day
Backstabbers are every where
Waiting eagerly for their prey to fault
Their true senses of life lost in their strides
Like animals in the jungle
We only are surviving in this concrete jungle.

Bow your head and make a wish
For a better day for the little people
For a better day for the like of me and you
A better day for the earth we have grown to know as our home
Bow and hope for the end of all turmoil
But most of all
Let’s make our heart matter most of all.

Sins of growing old

Lose of innocence comes with the passing of ages
In our hour of existence we indulge in the perks of the world
Blinded by the glitters of the modern era,
We run short of our sight
Dusty sins turning solid mud in our eyes
The craving and lusting don’t want to end
The throat remains as dry as a desert
Despite the continuous consumption
Streams and rivers are running dry
Yet the thirst remains unquenched

The world remains needy despite all the gifts
Billionaires are seeking for more their quest never satisfied
And when they finally drop dead it becomes clear
That their race still knows no end
How foolish we have grown to become
So selfish and sinful
Sicknesses of wanting are cutting us down
Lust for lavished life
Hunger for power, so dangerous
Politicians of today pull each other apart
Together they don’t build anymore
Our society is drowning in fears
As those with money and power
Strip naked the trusting nation
All because of the desire to satisfy the foolish quest

An Era Of Confusing Thoughts

Welcome to my south,
Where we lost our comfort
In the wake of political discomfort
and mist of foolish thoughts

We drown in dreams in our chase for lost innocence
Our minds can’t comprehend our illusions
As our thin bodied nation starve from mental hunger
Our leaders suffers from metal hunger
They pounder if perhaps nationalization can feed them

Our literature is almost extinguished
Bellied leaders bid for personal wealth
The race ran by foolish man and woman
Who forget that in time we all shall pass
That whatever we gather and believe to own
is as temporal as is our silly lives.