Mama says there's a God Who watches over the weak, And turns their bad days into a fruitful week. Mama says there's a God Caring for the poor, Whose love for us will ever pour. Mama says I shouldn't be scared For it will be better, even if I am scarred. I want to believe it's true … Continue reading Mama Says There’s A God
I'll laugh till my light goes off
I'll dance; and when my feet
Are too weak to move,
My eyelids, till they close,
Will move to the rhythm.
Most humans are too human to be humane.
She is there again, Seated beautifully Her skirt embracing her thighs She lowers her head backward And her hair falls sensationally Brushing her shoulder Her face turns to me faintly And I shudder I glance at her stealthily, Hoping she notices Beads of sweat dancing on my face In tune with my pounding heart; One … Continue reading Dream Woman
Walk with me. But let not your words be the leash that pulls me along. Let your heart touch mine where words cannot get to. My resolve, your actions and these little gestures will melt. Step into the light Sheath yourself from conscience. Let the wind blow you towards it without a fight; Desire steer … Continue reading SINFUL
I push you away intentionally Knowing I love you. I know I'm not supposed to fall But here I am with shattered emotions Yea, you warned me That I'd fall for you But I was headstrong I know this affinity I clutch Was not part of the plan But... I have loved you since you … Continue reading BEATING LOVE DRUMS IN SILENCE
I'm in awe of your love for me Your patience when I get the way I do Your unflinching loyalty That juggles sanity with subtlety Relentless desire to seek me in the dark The selfless acts that I crave. 'Cause if the shoe were on the other, I would definitely cave. I'm in awe of your … Continue reading The Mirror
I stopped trying because remission is just dormant relapse.
The smaller part is bigger because it has faith
Ah! This is the measure Is this the cloak that I am to wear infinitely? It does not befit me No. Disgrace does not suit This frame that is in pursuit Of honour and pride shrouds hopefully. Ruin is not the cloth I want I rip through it joyfully. I tear through the gown shame … Continue reading RIP