Saturday, 5 November 2011

YOU

How can you be so perfect
And yet so annoying,
So caring...
And yet so distant,
So loving
And yet so irritating
So Patient
And yet so hasty
How can I miss you when
I don't even know you,
Your voice beckons to me
Your laughter enlightens my soul
You make me feel like...well like pure gold.
How can I love you when I don't even know you?
Why do I think about you,
More than twice a day?
I'm so attached to you
So drawn
My wantonness is unexplained,
with every breath.
There's the hope to hear your voice,
To see your smile
To touch your fingers
Your lips and nose,
I miss you so much
And still I don't want you so much...

Written in 2006

Thoughts unstoppable

Words unspoken but actions taken,
Lets be wise to the sights we see and the things we hear.
Slow to react but swift to learn,
Just in time and with good cause.
Saved by the bell or was it lost,
Consciously unconscious.

Words unspoken but what's in your thoughts?
Ponder that, then answer this,
 Where did you come from and where did you go?

Heights of the highest and thoughts of the quickest,
Slow to speak but quick to learn.
Light as feather and lights so bright,
Truest visions of signs so right.

You may not know but damn! you're right!

Discord :s

I love music, it speaks to the depths of my soul.
I like to think it's because of my rich heritage, true, I am no African
I am a Trinibagonian, but at times the journey my ancestors traveled,
The experiences they share, the good, the bad, the times they fought and fighters they were, real warriors on the battlefield of life.

So I listen to music, cause for the life of me, and a few others hahaha I cannot sing or play an instrument of the Western acceptance(Rastaman bun dung Babylon heh heh heh)
Then came you the dancer to the drumming of my heart,
The smile that illuminates rooms,
Sweeping your way through all the blocks I've thrown up
Managing the obstacle course as easy as Sunday morning.
Interesting isn't it? Amazing isn't it?

Did not expect the fun and laughter but I'm open to the smiles,
Thanks from me to you, the dancer to my heart.
Songs played, dances danced and now the night is over,
Slowly the reality crept back to me, this is all a dream.

You are not here, there is no song, no music and my heart is naught but a heart,
It beats. I live. No drumming comes from within.
The sun fades to the dark of night and the winds, once a warm embrace is now a cold slap to the face.
Waking up to the reality, that all was but a dream.

A dream I say! All a dream!

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Ranting, Raving, Lunatic or Is it?


Ever been weary of the 'same old shit, different day' feeling?
I have, quite frankly I am.

I've been played, played like a motherfuckin' game,
Harsh reality, but as it's said repeatedly 'that is life'ha!
Like a moth to the flame, I was drawn to your lies,
Like a child to a role model, I believed all you said, but hey, 'that's life'
Psycho, feeling all crazzy, dizzy wanna rap like Jezzy!

Mad skills on the mic and you can't phase me...
Then I'm phased lol, but guess what 'that's life'
So off with the bullshit and all the dependency, 
Didn't need you before and well, you know how it goes...don't need you now.

Walked up, chest high, Manning like, good man he is, honest he is...or is he? hmmmm
David Rudder's Chant of a Madman spoke it all and in those moments should have been the resonating song in my mind.
But like a moth to a flame, I was drawn to your lies
And like a child to his role model, I believed it all
That's life, no, thats the life of a sucker and I dont claim it.

You say it, you live by it!
I make my dreams and only I can break them!
So to you, Politician I humbly and respectfully say FUCK U cause I'm through!

P.S I write how I want, my lack of proper structure, is in itself my structure!
Thanks

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Light at the end of the Tunnel


Tears stream down her face,
It's cold, damp, dark outside.
Waiting silently for the pain to ease,
the judgment to end, the condemnation to stop,
the love to begin, the gentle comfort offered and found only in the one from which she was birthed.

Pain, pain, tears, CRY!
Alone! Alone! Dark, DIE!
She pushes the thoughts and they push her back,
She pushes the thoughts and they push her back....

A fight, a flight, a boat or train,
any means of transport to take her away from this plane.
To death she went with open arms hoping for acceptance just this once,
but like a 'man' he refused her love, wanting it only when she was unwilling,
the thrill, the chase, the conquer was lost and so she sulked and screamed and coughed,
making wishes along with hisses of 'I need you not'

She begged for strength, she pleaded for peace,
a light so bright she hoped to see,
eyes closed then opened but still black was all she could see,
Pain, pain, tears, CRY!
Alone! Alone! Dark, DIE!

Peace be still and then it was,
the angel appeared, filled with love
a warm embrace that saved a life,
a life on the edge of fragility...

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Broken


A deep breath in and a calming thought (x100)
Did it work for you or are you still on that edge,
looking over with amazement at how tiny they all seem
at this birds' eye view...
"jump! Jump! Jump!jump!" my thoughts rage on and that stupid little voice eggs me to do it,
FUCK! The air rushes pass as I propel toward the hard earth below
faster! faster! faster! FREEZE!!!!!

A deep breath in and a calming thought (x100)
Out-ER body experience,
A simple minded bystander in a fast paced world,
Frozen in time on the way to a death that I've died a million times,
dying it once again but this time in an Out-ER body experience
Can I ever heal, can I ever let go truly or is it really dying this death that will allow me to be free!
Shivering, shaking, heart beat accelerating, speeding past the trees as I...
Rush toward the ground!
faster! faster! faster, no freezing, no, not this time!
A blink of the eye and SPLAT!!
The death, I had died a thousand times,
Did I feel it? Did it work??

A deep breath in and a calming thought, this time just one,
I'm dead, no pain, no life, no exhaling to inhale to exhale again,
no hoping, no praying, no waiting or wondering
good bye to you, good bye to life, good bye to pains of immense proportions.

The End.

Saturday, 1 October 2011

Big Bad Wolf

Yeah, Yeah, I know its cliche`! But oh so true.

He came in, no waltzed in as though he belonged a cocky air about him. Made his opening statements before the court, of which he is the Judge, Juror, Chief Executioner and of course, the Prosecutor . First question posed to the defendant 'when will you be coming home'? Poor Defendant, stressed and tired replied 'I told you already, I do not know'.

No satisfaction gained from the response of the Defendant, anger arose in his voice as he spoke lies, I mean as he spoke with a straight face and eyes filled with hatred. 'That doesn't work, you either say now or you pack up and leave forever'

So he huffed and he puffed and tried to blow her house down!
True to myself and true to my cause, I stood toe to toe with the demon, the monster, this BIG BAD WOLF...'NO'!!!!! No entry to be gained, no window to fall, no doors to be opened except the one I use to shut you out.

Yet he huffed and he puffed and tried again to blow her house down!
True to myself and to my cause, I stood toe to toe, shoulder to chest, head to neck with the demon, the monster, this BIG BAD WOLF... again the NO resounded from the deepest depths of my loins to the highest pitch a soprano can make. No entry to be gained, no window to fall, no doors to be opened except the one I use to shut you out!!!

Yet again he began to huff and on the second breath in I hit my head against his neck! The demon, the monster, this BIG BAD WOLF! Silence... So loud my thoughts could be heard...He wasn't dead, no he was merely surprised, merely bruised.

Toe to toe, shoulder to chest, head to neck and again I hit him in his stunned silence. No loud voice, no more huffing, only the gasping for breath through a collapsing oesophagus, disbelief evident in his eyes which quickly turns to anger, rage, a fire arose in his eyes but surely I thought to myself his demise is here.

He huffed and he puffed and he ran away, living to fight another day...