Ten Pages And Half

Life told me a story of ten pages
Ten reasons we lived and kept other stages
As the time a new birth was declared
Shoved up with exuberance and breath enthused
And the first cry is taken joy
Into a world of darken souls and pitied soil


Then a new story is put into the scribes
For this new life to have a life
A finite number of days
filled with choices and cunning ways

We all have this, only the dead will have heads down
When there are choices to plug and crown
He gave us everything, He didn't add excuses
He didn't add guilt or self persecution
And everyday we have a reason
To keep moving to earn the season

Poverty is a choice that the rich rejected
Success is that intense feeling failure begrudged
Luck is a gathered efforts paying off
And miracles are given to everyone as the morning calls

He gave us everything,not an excuse
'Cos one day we will go, the tenth page will be due
When nothing else will matter more
For the pitied soul or the one standing tall

SOMETHING ELSE

It was something else when we first met

Like a mere formality and nature set

She had this smile on her face

That made me crazy for many days

She was my kind of a girl

Very bright and very real

She had very sexy hips

That I thought she was my missing rip

Her kisses tasted strawberry

And her favourite accessory was blackberry

She was something else I thought

But found she was full of fault

She always hid under make-ups

And ate strawberries to avoid any hick-ups

She always had wad as her hips and breast

Always disguising to cover the worst

Verily, she was something else

That I never expected to be a mess

THE POTENTIAL OF ME AND YOU

I have seen you husked and blue

And the more I love you

What will make of us two?

When we make a world one and rule

What will we miss?

The tears and  frights, despite the risk

Even when we annoy ourselves or piss

Nothing will put us apart like this

As far as I have you, and you, me

We are like a lost key

A book unread and seen

A film cast in a dream

Because no matter our situation

Our distinct goals and life destination

There will be love closing the gap of separation

There will be this feeling rising

Yearning to freeze any sliding

And keep us up and riding

Cos we will keep on sufficing

We might not know what we are made of

But we know whether smooth or rough

Damn hot or frost

We wouldn't mind the cost

We will pay to bring us together

MOURNERS GROAN

The best way to show love

To people gone, is to tell their stories

'Cos nothing could put together and solve

The conflicts and pain of left memories

I have lost a dear one too

Someone I could count on like four, three, two

She had the ears that listened to all the wraths

of a confused and angered thoughts

She was my blessings I felt son nigh

And never thought would have to die

I have missed her and that can't bring her back

I have wailed and wailed and refused to out the dark

But all couldn't bring her back

So what can I  do?

Go on with my life or remain tortured and heart bruised?

The pain wouldn't heal either way

Just have to believe that she is safe

wherever she is and ever close than before

I have to come to terms and stop the groan

Put on a life she would want for me

Better and the best I could be

So that she will rest well

I have cried

and didn't mind how less a man it made me

'Cos I have lost a dear one

The best human I have ever seen

WHAT ARE WE

Just sojourners

Passersby on the earth

In one delivery van for stops

We are nobody but at the mercy

of death and time

If money was what made we

Riches would have escaped

six feet and grand burial

But it's not all about the money or the looks

Or the intelligence and smartness

'Cos death is a respecter of nobody

Death joins a happy relationship

and leaves one side heartbroken

Death joins a family

and leaves them teary of their beloved

So what are we?

Mortals,humane

with finite number of days

as to when death will visit

Enough about the glittering

And let's give God the glory

Enough about the boasting

And let's honour God the praise

In all our doing, let's remember

That tomorrow is never a complete page

Neither a complete line

It might never come for us

Today might be our last

Let's  design our life

As in His own artistic specifics

Let's  lead a life of God

Pure heart and goodness

As to when the end comes,

Nothing is worth than regrets

BRIGHTER SIDE

I believe in miracles

With spreading tentacles

I know that by the end of the night

The morning shall rise

And so does my faith

Clueless but endures any form of shake

The troubles will come

Those capable to tear up and harm

The setbacks and rejection

The cold nights and suppression

In times of dome like this

We have to gather the pieces bit by it

And turn to the sparkling edge

and believe that this God we serve

He never let His children down

How strong the storms, He turns things around

We should be assured, we should have rest

That this test will end with the best coming next

I believe as turbulent situations might seem

There will be that silver lining edge for you and me

So let's not feel coiled and crunppled

There is a Man on our side turning the tables

I know that by the end of the  night

There, the mornings

rise

DILEMMA FALLS

There are two of them

That I have found love  for

As crazy as it may sound

Tight cornered

with no shoes or socks

staggering on a thin line

joining mountains

They say I must love one

At least I should

But when dilemma falls

I pray it falls hard and sticks

with deep scars and traits

with inner wounds 

unwilling to heal

To  a choice never to regret

There are two of them

That I have found love for

As crazy as it may sound

AFTER HERE

I would be gone

Maybe far away

Or very near

My soul will disclaim my body

And you might be left

with tired and teary eyes

Hope lost, and heart bruised

I won't be here anymore

Wherever I will go

I do not know

But now I am here

I am here for you to hate

or show enormous love

To  laugh at or with me

To share moments, lasting once

So that you will have some to say

about me

After here, I will want to rest in peace

I will want my creator, a big sigh

Hands opened, to receive me

And reunite with love once who left early

But then I have to fight a good one

Before time is gone and all is done

I couldn't be a saint

My reflection haunts me a lot

Every time and choices made

the balance of good and bad

leaves nothing the same

But I would want to be happy

No one would want not

For you to share tears not in vain

Before deletion,

Before my mourners will be called

Before my passing will bring you stalled

Before my gatherers will display grieve,

and drink wine and dine

Please say a prayer for me,

To find my way home safely

 

WHAT SORCERY

Not even a witch like her

Not Thor or Frey

She has engulfed my body and soul

As I keep asking for her and could not go

She's cast a spell on my thoughts

A love spell, in chains I'm caught

She's possessed my every part

The scars from broken hearts

And the sprain and disgusting sores

From rigged love and wars

Not even a witch like her

No powers on this earth

Could break her love she cursed

No sorcerer with his apprentice

Could venture her territories

No forces in the air or below

Could interpret what she bestowed

I'm her prisoner, thrown to her dimension

Of open heart and darkened dungeons

I will break lose, seems impossible by the day

Since I keep enjoying her haunting ways

What sorcery, how she earned it

I do not know, anything like this

She had a soul equally tortured

She has her bow pleasured

And arrows streamlined and enchanted

She could be my miracle and curse

And nothing, not even death