Last Nite's dream

Today, I woke with a clear vision of last night's dream
I was in a game situation
sought of man hunt
where betrayal strived,
friends feasted on friends
there was mutiny
but amongst a hand-full,
it was alien to kill
I saved a life,
didn't shoot when i had to
at long last,someone saved my life...
...he didnt shoot when he had to
As usual in my dreams,
I knew i will win
I was not set for the game at first
but i got used to the situation
fear was replaced by faith
and I was doing really well....
...then there was my horrible beside alarm!

A song( Midnight Murmurs)

I am writing this song for a reason
and my reason is that reason that renders every reasoning senseless.
where do I start,where do i stop?
I am caught up in questions I do not want to know the answers.
something is wrong
I am fighting a battle i am fraid to win
I dont even wanna pull out
so whose and for whom is this battle?
I close my eyes in sleep but instead a new chapter opens.
The only reality now ,is my nightmares
I used to think I am strong,
used to think i can face it.
I play a role in a grand movie.
My heart burns in confusion;frustration
I want to scream, I need to scream!!
I have forgotten how to care of moments like this
I am not so proud to call this LOVE
If this is Love,then Love is hurt.
Lord I need you.
I need your strength.
I am filled with that which drives a man to kill.
But You said i should wait on You;
trust in you.
Thats where i put my hopes and fears.

Black sea; white shore.

where does it come from?

where does it lead to?

this yearning for Ayanna

her presence brings with her a beauty that follows her on her way out.

Her hair ,a black sea settling on a white shore.

Eyes bold and fragile

....ever been difficult to write?

ever wanting to write and the pen falls off your hand?

I cannot even call her beauty,for i need more words.

I cannot even use more words 'cos i will be lost in them.

so if you want to know what it is

then you are asking for a rare one....

...like the one i had when i watched her last nite sleep in peace.

Edge Of The Pole

I am trying to understand

I push my mind to limits

It hits me as a shock

I am devastated

I thought I knew myself

I thought I knew my heights and limits

So I am at that point

On the edge of the pole

Should I dive into the pool?

Or should I hold on yet to the believe that swimming is not for me?

Edge Of The Pole

I am trying to understand

I push my mind to limits

It hits me as a shock

I am devastated

I thought I knew myself

I thought I knew my heights and limits

Hands Of God

I am losing track of my lines,my virtues,my purpose.
The food gets tasteless by the day.
Its like I am falling with my back turned towards the ground.
I anticipate the smashing of my head on the hard concrete of my fate.
They are slipping away from my fingers.
There's no more life in my grip.
My fist is weak,
My bones yearn for comfort.
But I am still young.
No young death.
Because I see a stronger Hand coming to my rescue one day.
It will find me in this gabbage I live in.
I will be dusted and be cleaned once more.
I wait, I wait, I wait !

Daddy, I Did It Again!

Alright now,

can you tell me what you are up to?

You go here, you go there

Hey!

Make up your mind!

You are playing with lives here!

a soul hurt, is your soul cursed.

So be careful how you push around in your shit.

'cos when the heat is on,

all you will be left with are memories of regret.

A day's mumble

When the four walls of your fears come crashing on you.
The chunning feeling in your stomach.
That's when you are definetely into something you should be out of.
I know it, I know the fear.
I know the better option;
but the fear is threatening.
Fear of not having lived up to expectations.
Fear of what is envisaged.
Solitude seems to be a good friend to peace.
Solitude presents peace at the fore door.
Solitude takes up the responsibilty of a
perfect hiding place.
I refuse to be responsible for my situation.
Selfishness breeds the necessity for a second chance.
Though i know quite well that chance had run out.
i wait for my redemption from a burden i attached to my head.
I refuse to do the untying.
Hopefully the salvation day is near.
I wait for the options available to a sinner like me.

Cool It Down

Cool it , fight it,

its the flow that intoxicates.

Smell it , smash it.

Its the flavour that leaves bad memories.

Taste it, eat it.

Its the meat that leaves you witless.

On the window-shopping day,

do not forget to forget your cash.

Otherwise you are bound to bite what you don't want to chew.

Silent Night (The chorus of the Wind)

The piano drifting in
a bottle at my side
sitting on the floor
the doors responding to the traveling wind
I think i heard the hello
but i am not sure
out of a million,i pick a question
what does this mean?
this moment,what does it hold?
like a teacher,every now comes with an instruction
I bleed without the sight of blood
I feel like i have been killed
perharps i reap the seeds of my deeds
I know there's a part my patience plays in this
but instead of spoiling, i hope to repair
what can i do against destiny?
what can i say against fate?
not as much as sitting here and wait.

The Fool's Rythm

I got caught in the rythm

That which knows no rythm

The rythm is any rythm

very void of principles

Empty of emotions yet boast of the best of it

Kill me before I accept your rythm

You will be doing me a big favour.