Peering through the prison of my fingers is a package: 'pregnant', paired n imperfect!
A package surrendering and serving a world that thirst for vision n hunger for peace!
Consuming and dispensing...believing and rebuking the mass of catostrophic thoughts, insignificant memories n repulsive events!
I'm washed and liberated by "A moment in time"
I'm possessed by the scripts in manifest...je ne comprends pas! mais...my visions are profuse
there's no use...
i am oddly identified with those in similar 'dungeons' bearing the ray of introspection, stretching to rehabilitate, remind n reconcile
i am identified as a vessel bearing the weight of others and setting myself peripheral.
i am identified with my coloured colleagues
who know not the gleam that emanate from their smiles...who know not; the effect in retrospect to my condition, my ambition...my understanding...my peace
surrounded by the unborn, the infant-minded n the mature
I am a seed from the past...harvest of the present...feast of the future
I am a seed from the past...harvest of the present...feast of the future!
Friday, October 29, 2010
replica
Carefully...'they lay'... side by side....even...aligned...undisturbed...focused
like the synchrony of birds soaring high...an army of marching ants...converging rays
I'm supported.. by the verses that leak willingly, favourably to satisfy its oblivious intent.
as the 'window shopper', my face is pressed against the transparency of your world yet stumbling n well entwined in your vision, your ink, your soul...
In focus.. with your wants needs and needs wants...'aligned' i hear your voice
i feel the 'spew' of past and 'hold' of the present!
i feel the reluctance in your 'tug' to sever...unreel...recap?
I'm drawn n dragged by your resistance puppeted by a place against your mortal will
I'm here! nestled...fetal...untouched..unurtured, clutching, waiting, too, for 'chosen' hands to brush n moisten the parch of distance...disconnection...distraction...disparity?
I'm here to fulfill my involvement
I'm here to complete the unfinished
I'm here because...U...called...
like the synchrony of birds soaring high...an army of marching ants...converging rays
I'm supported.. by the verses that leak willingly, favourably to satisfy its oblivious intent.
as the 'window shopper', my face is pressed against the transparency of your world yet stumbling n well entwined in your vision, your ink, your soul...
In focus.. with your wants needs and needs wants...'aligned' i hear your voice
i feel the 'spew' of past and 'hold' of the present!
i feel the reluctance in your 'tug' to sever...unreel...recap?
I'm drawn n dragged by your resistance puppeted by a place against your mortal will
I'm here! nestled...fetal...untouched..unurtured, clutching, waiting, too, for 'chosen' hands to brush n moisten the parch of distance...disconnection...distraction...disparity?
I'm here to fulfill my involvement
I'm here to complete the unfinished
I'm here because...U...called...
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Coke 'n' Cream
The melt of kinship smothered the evening!
The guard of neighbouring eyes widened, brows raised, joining with peculiar personas
frowns and smirks
Us...sips and burps to gratify the spill of fondness....
Like two peas in a pod!....heckles n “kicks”
Holding a pen but overflowing with emotions of 10
From a 'party' to a 'crowd'
From planned to spontaneous!
“Attraction” soon entered the circle
First hesitant then surrendered, too, with a heckle loud
time ran with laughter,
cream licking , coke gulping fun!
The wing of procrastination revisited
As the time to depart sagged the merely acquainted heart
We walked while the tongue of flattery coloured my hair among other reserves:
For after all we talked... interpersonally
"Bombarded by the times we spent so dearly..so unusually"
As disappointments emanated yet again
Bringing the “fanfare” to a sudden end
I gripped my pen
Resting to reassure “I can only be... your friend....”
The guard of neighbouring eyes widened, brows raised, joining with peculiar personas
frowns and smirks
Us...sips and burps to gratify the spill of fondness....
Like two peas in a pod!....heckles n “kicks”
Holding a pen but overflowing with emotions of 10
From a 'party' to a 'crowd'
From planned to spontaneous!
“Attraction” soon entered the circle
First hesitant then surrendered, too, with a heckle loud
time ran with laughter,
cream licking , coke gulping fun!
The wing of procrastination revisited
As the time to depart sagged the merely acquainted heart
We walked while the tongue of flattery coloured my hair among other reserves:
For after all we talked... interpersonally
"Bombarded by the times we spent so dearly..so unusually"
As disappointments emanated yet again
Bringing the “fanfare” to a sudden end
I gripped my pen
Resting to reassure “I can only be... your friend....”
sgnirtS evreN
From campus to cafeteria the wind of anxiety and woe fogged a feminine soul
Sharp words trickled from familiar lips to prepare for future reservations
The wind of silence swept and clung to clear nostrils
Oblivious to the fact that those things new will soon wither old!
Fidget... fradget ...fridget...fradget
Silence!...the one medium which defined us
Now poisonous... as the snap and fray of strings
Dwindled to an eventful habit...fidget
Once more in eerie murmurings I’m bitingly fearful
Of the being in focus
Your appearance was as blurred as your speech...
For after the utterance of “SAVOUR”
I had a gleam of hope and I surrendered to autobiographic detail
Detail I longed to tell you from the very beginning!!
but nothing had prepared me for this baffling bit
which threw my senses in a complete fit and curtailed the evening disgustingly SOUR
From blurred to in explicable you grew to me
Why didn’t you just tell me as it should be?
How am I to fathom in a moment like this
that the “SEVER” you said wasn’t the SAVOUR I heard?
How am I to take the SEVER you said and
rest......... peacefully in bed?
I simmered not in anger but in haste
for events outward became inward
Only to continue the fog of discomfort
Beginning to think my confusion was shared
When you dared not consult “HE” who declared!
In my moments of solitude I prayed for us...for you
You must have known the outcome
If you failed to do
For the task at hand wasn’t one of delicacy... may-be... that way for some
I’m disappointed... for you filled me up...and didn’t bother to notice
what was in your “cup”
I’ve grown weary to your way; idiosyncratic
To recline n sublime to the misfortune of two
I WAS REKLINDLING THE FLAME OF....(I’M SURE YOU KNEW)
For nothing good is acquired easily
I can only wish you well...
I hope, from the bottom of my heart, that your future “incline”
would not be done...similarly.
Sharp words trickled from familiar lips to prepare for future reservations
The wind of silence swept and clung to clear nostrils
Oblivious to the fact that those things new will soon wither old!
Fidget... fradget ...fridget...fradget
Silence!...the one medium which defined us
Now poisonous... as the snap and fray of strings
Dwindled to an eventful habit...fidget
Once more in eerie murmurings I’m bitingly fearful
Of the being in focus
Your appearance was as blurred as your speech...
For after the utterance of “SAVOUR”
I had a gleam of hope and I surrendered to autobiographic detail
Detail I longed to tell you from the very beginning!!
but nothing had prepared me for this baffling bit
which threw my senses in a complete fit and curtailed the evening disgustingly SOUR
From blurred to in explicable you grew to me
Why didn’t you just tell me as it should be?
How am I to fathom in a moment like this
that the “SEVER” you said wasn’t the SAVOUR I heard?
How am I to take the SEVER you said and
rest......... peacefully in bed?
I simmered not in anger but in haste
for events outward became inward
Only to continue the fog of discomfort
Beginning to think my confusion was shared
When you dared not consult “HE” who declared!
In my moments of solitude I prayed for us...for you
You must have known the outcome
If you failed to do
For the task at hand wasn’t one of delicacy... may-be... that way for some
I’m disappointed... for you filled me up...and didn’t bother to notice
what was in your “cup”
I’ve grown weary to your way; idiosyncratic
To recline n sublime to the misfortune of two
I WAS REKLINDLING THE FLAME OF....(I’M SURE YOU KNEW)
For nothing good is acquired easily
I can only wish you well...
I hope, from the bottom of my heart, that your future “incline”
would not be done...similarly.
VINDICATE ME...
The paths I trod on are damp at the surface, stagnant beneath and brick hard at the bottom,
Each staggered step triggers the voluminous siren of my soul
How much more, O Lord, must I endure?
Is this the product of my prayer!...or my peculiarites?
The paths I trod are sinking hopelessly, swallowing a hapless victim!
My heart ’wells’ in pain, O Lord, I yearn for the ‘tug’ of my ‘lines’ to remind me of your everlasting presence
Speak to me ’O Lord, what more should I do
to prepare, repair, interfere....and ensue
Omnipotent Redeemer! I’m trapped in my own kindness
I’ve prayed, not in anticipation for this season
Without warning! my hopes, my expectations, my love?
Has been cast aside by the very photographic hands that inspired them
How am i to know i wasn’t ready?
Isn’t this what you planted?
Almighty healer, hear my cry before I’m too sodden and saturated to peel, pull and give again
I loved because I felt it
I loved because it came from the ‘guttermost’ of my heart
I loved because you loved me first!
And i can only give what you had bestowed
your intentions, I KNOW, are not for me to understand
but couldnt it had been different? delicate?
why instead...raw? n draconian?
I revealed myself not to petition for a position
but to clean my spotted, speculated end of the coin
stamped, scraped, spat' n smothered; seemingly reflecting the contrary
the contrary to your worship, your beliefs, your home...!
From a switch... to... a circuit of tangled wires, fraying insulation and a missing fuse!
but unlike man and all that dribbles from his mortal lips
My God will repair, renew and make whole.... again
I wish you well
My friend
I wish you well
Each staggered step triggers the voluminous siren of my soul
How much more, O Lord, must I endure?
Is this the product of my prayer!...or my peculiarites?
The paths I trod are sinking hopelessly, swallowing a hapless victim!
My heart ’wells’ in pain, O Lord, I yearn for the ‘tug’ of my ‘lines’ to remind me of your everlasting presence
Speak to me ’O Lord, what more should I do
to prepare, repair, interfere....and ensue
Omnipotent Redeemer! I’m trapped in my own kindness
I’ve prayed, not in anticipation for this season
Without warning! my hopes, my expectations, my love?
Has been cast aside by the very photographic hands that inspired them
How am i to know i wasn’t ready?
Isn’t this what you planted?
Almighty healer, hear my cry before I’m too sodden and saturated to peel, pull and give again
I loved because I felt it
I loved because it came from the ‘guttermost’ of my heart
I loved because you loved me first!
And i can only give what you had bestowed
your intentions, I KNOW, are not for me to understand
but couldnt it had been different? delicate?
why instead...raw? n draconian?
I revealed myself not to petition for a position
but to clean my spotted, speculated end of the coin
stamped, scraped, spat' n smothered; seemingly reflecting the contrary
the contrary to your worship, your beliefs, your home...!
From a switch... to... a circuit of tangled wires, fraying insulation and a missing fuse!
but unlike man and all that dribbles from his mortal lips
My God will repair, renew and make whole.... again
I wish you well
My friend
I wish you well
25th September,2010
The toss of winds past, cleave to memories of characters present
The hint of happiness, the quench of an ongoing thirst, the ray of light to reveal the falsehood of destined darkness
Give rise and right now to telepathic souls
We’ve met at intervals to rekindle these memories
Memoirs than memories where you’d talk and i’d listen
Where you’d write and i’d listen
When we’ll hug and i’d listento your thoughts....to your rhythm... to your beat
The clash of similar interests, mutual comfort and the nature OF LOVE
And while we were apart
My concerns grew to overwhelm other “sanctuaries”
Intimate n acquainted...kin n integrated
Only to save a portion of my world to accommodate your return
Until that space grew narrower gradually grappling with reality
Until comparable with that of a magnet
only to attract pessimism, doubt...AND WORLD PEACE
Tarrying no more on those barren grounds
Alas!! You have returned
To share again...laugh again....gaze at the moon again
Tickle my feet again....i’m writing again
This feels right again
Eagerly anticipating adventures of this new chapter
I’M EVEN MORE CURIOUS WHAT’LL HAPPEN AFTER
The hint of happiness, the quench of an ongoing thirst, the ray of light to reveal the falsehood of destined darkness
Give rise and right now to telepathic souls
We’ve met at intervals to rekindle these memories
Memoirs than memories where you’d talk and i’d listen
Where you’d write and i’d listen
When we’ll hug and i’d listento your thoughts....to your rhythm... to your beat
The clash of similar interests, mutual comfort and the nature OF LOVE
And while we were apart
My concerns grew to overwhelm other “sanctuaries”
Intimate n acquainted...kin n integrated
Only to save a portion of my world to accommodate your return
Until that space grew narrower gradually grappling with reality
Until comparable with that of a magnet
only to attract pessimism, doubt...AND WORLD PEACE
Tarrying no more on those barren grounds
Alas!! You have returned
To share again...laugh again....gaze at the moon again
Tickle my feet again....i’m writing again
This feels right again
Eagerly anticipating adventures of this new chapter
I’M EVEN MORE CURIOUS WHAT’LL HAPPEN AFTER
Inspiration
I imagine...! The gleam in your eyes.
The fix of your stare to question a certain phenomenon
Like you: intricate and intimate, tender and teasing, seasoned and simple, affable and comparable with... the shimmer of moonshine on wavy “ice”
I stand to beckon my whole inspiration...two in one!
The 1 to my SONG AND VERSE.
Like planets that co-exist but of separate worlds.
Representing one body ...one soul...one sign
Me and “1” or you and I...GEMINI
The fix of your stare to question a certain phenomenon
Like you: intricate and intimate, tender and teasing, seasoned and simple, affable and comparable with... the shimmer of moonshine on wavy “ice”
I stand to beckon my whole inspiration...two in one!
The 1 to my SONG AND VERSE.
Like planets that co-exist but of separate worlds.
Representing one body ...one soul...one sign
Me and “1” or you and I...GEMINI
To you...
You must have thought that i've forgotten you
but you're my dear cheeky lil sis'
well!.. it would be a shame if you believed that to be true!
i can't baby you with nice talk anymore for unlike your age
your mind is climbing soar!
you're Vivacious.....Assertive...naturally Cool...Queer......Unpredictable and cannot be taken for a fool!.....Energetic...Lure-acratic(the meaning speaks for itself) i can go on but i'll be saving the rest for myself
i wish you well in all you do and looking forward to even more eventful days
like this where i can simply scribble a rhyme or two!
Happy 21st Birthday and may the lord continue to richly bless you...!!
but you're my dear cheeky lil sis'
well!.. it would be a shame if you believed that to be true!
i can't baby you with nice talk anymore for unlike your age
your mind is climbing soar!
you're Vivacious.....Assertive...naturally Cool...Queer......Unpredictable and cannot be taken for a fool!.....Energetic...Lure-acratic(the meaning speaks for itself) i can go on but i'll be saving the rest for myself
i wish you well in all you do and looking forward to even more eventful days
like this where i can simply scribble a rhyme or two!
Happy 21st Birthday and may the lord continue to richly bless you...!!
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Memoir...
I can still feel the imprints of your fingers pressed against my shoulders
like a peck on the cheek, a sip of caribbean blue on a humid afternoon, a humorous gesture after the feed of sad news, or simply the consolation to calm, cool 'n' reassure another
I love you still
I don't know if this will change , but to stop would mean
stop thinking
stop reading
stop writing
stop......believing
Lashed and bruised to penetrate the unseen....
uproot the hidden and cripple the tangible
I called but you seem too inclined to your own world and your...way only resting to emerge the inexplicable!!
I'm naked ....trying to "bend" with limp limbs and a strangled " dumb-bell" to clothe myself
now you've left me with your world, your moon, your love, your coldness, your coolness, your seccrets......all nestled in my heart!
i've squirmed, squeaked, squealed, freaked, leaked in ways unimaginable
but it'll take more than my pen
it'll take more than my text to rekindle sentiments of my poet friend.
it'll take ownership to forget you to BE my lover
It'll take GOD to overcome my groping, my meekness
It'll take god to overcome you!
These words emerged from the past...buried in the present..... to be harvested in the future
Signed:Overflowing
like a peck on the cheek, a sip of caribbean blue on a humid afternoon, a humorous gesture after the feed of sad news, or simply the consolation to calm, cool 'n' reassure another
I love you still
I don't know if this will change , but to stop would mean
stop thinking
stop reading
stop writing
stop......believing
Lashed and bruised to penetrate the unseen....
uproot the hidden and cripple the tangible
I called but you seem too inclined to your own world and your...way only resting to emerge the inexplicable!!
I'm naked ....trying to "bend" with limp limbs and a strangled " dumb-bell" to clothe myself
now you've left me with your world, your moon, your love, your coldness, your coolness, your seccrets......all nestled in my heart!
i've squirmed, squeaked, squealed, freaked, leaked in ways unimaginable
but it'll take more than my pen
it'll take more than my text to rekindle sentiments of my poet friend.
it'll take ownership to forget you to BE my lover
It'll take GOD to overcome my groping, my meekness
It'll take god to overcome you!
These words emerged from the past...buried in the present..... to be harvested in the future
Signed:Overflowing
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