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Friday, 27 February 2015

Love is all things


For the day to end
I expect a smile, all things being equal

And after the rain falls
I expect a fresh breeze, the air feels clean

For the river tide to rise
I expect the moon to h' played a part

For the flower to blossom
I expect the plant to h' grown on fertile grounds

For Friday to come, oh Friday
I expect Monday to Thursday to h' come before

For love and  oh for love to grow
I expect care a' kindness to h' been shown

For all things being equal, just like you are
I expect a twinkle, always a twinkle in your eyes

Just like that
Just like that, simply just  like that.

All things being equal
For love to grow

Friday, 20 February 2015

What is time


What is time
But a resource with the most value to have 
The rarest of minerals that one can own 

What is time but the essence 

Of existence yours and mine 
To be alive 

Through birth on passage 

To have created an avenue 
For memory to engulf 

What is time 

I once met a rich man 
Who offered gladly all his wealth 

For my youth 

And to him that would have 
Still been a short change on me 

He said son,

I envy your youth 
A price I would love to pay 

What is time 

To sit and project on memory past 
What is time 

What is time 

To make da javu a distortion 
Between parallel worlds 

What is time 

To redefine or affirm an identity 
All to be allowed only by the virtue time 

Wednesday, 18 February 2015

An Alien Capture


This journey feels long 
And sometimes it feels as though
The person who started the journey 
Is now a stranger wearing my shoes 

Did I wake the morning 
Or is this a prolonged dream 
Would the mind be sincere 
And truthful to me  

And tell me truly 
If I am really awake 
No strange characters lurking around 
Flying cows w' wings to confirm my wonder  

Though sometimes supposed 
Reality leaves me lost and confused 
Running in circles going nowhere 
Dogs chasing tales all in circles 

Have my reality  been kidnapped 
For an old debt owed 
They promised I will pay 
Someday, one day they promised 

Am I stack in a room  tied to a bed 
With wires and tubes hanging 
Off my body and brain being prodded
With induced dream state 

To keep me in comatose 
So I don't wake to fight off 
This drain of my reality  so vivid
It must be an alien capture, an alien capture

Sunday, 15 February 2015

To my valentine


Loving you is fun
Like playground games we played

Forgetting about time
With this much fun we have

We sit and chat for hours long
And time feels cheated being so ignored

Picture snap like studio shots
Picture perfect captured time in memory

Loving you is fun
Like play ground games we played

Pet names I gave you
Pet names you gave me

Body language and eye contact
A stolen glance in the mist of a crowd

Life should feel long and drawn
But life feels short with this much fun

Loving you is fun
Like playground games we played

If tomorrow I am old and grey
I pray to God to keep you by my side

Until the end of time as always
Forever together

Loving you is fun
Like playground games we played 

Friday, 23 January 2015

Garden Wars


Do not be eager to turn the soil 
Plant seeds and water the seedlings 
On a neighbor's garden, carrot soup  

It is all good and well in words 
Promises that may have been made 
But the season is long, cabbages and potatoes 

And harvest time brings more people 
To the farmer's house, farmer's farm 
That other wise feels deserted, lettuce wrap 

But with you and your neighbor 
When such promises were made 
Of neighborly share, apples and oranges 

Do not be too hasty to count 
The harvest on your neighbor's farm 
On promises made, chicken and eggs 

The season is long 
And other factors once not conceded 
May come into play, corn and butter 

\Silent mouths find their voices 
Ghost find their interest to take form 
Reclaiming where their interest lies, tomatoes and pepper 

Do not be in a hurry my dear friend 
To lay claim on a neighbor's harvest 
Save yourself from such disappointment, broccoli and cheese 

The season is long 
And the seedlings have only been planted  
Do not be in a hurry, haste to lay claim, beef stew 




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