MY HEART'S VOICE: June 2018

Friday, June 15, 2018

Rest well

Rest well with emotionless face
Like a stone cold to my tears
Shut your eyes to my pain
Did not Hades expose the forever lies
But little care to leave a bleeding space
She,devil,my weak heart sears
Embers scatter of a bond slain
May an angel of comfort from your dust rise
To quell thirsty flames of which I turmoil
So,enjoy your gift of limitless sleep
Crawl your lovely soul past the soil
Smear each particle a shiny,lively lip
As you dance to the way of light
And pluck the fruits of a relentless fight
Peace, though union awaits,be with you
I shall be content with memories of two.

LOVE LETTER 1

Dear love,
This miles spread my need to taste your charm with starving eyes.Yet my heart says you are here next to me.
It's been long too long since we last felt of the magic of each others skin,the magic of our twin heartbeats.
I miss everything about you.That face that taught the sun how to shine,and that smile that the rainbow borrowed of its beauty.That sweet personality you stole from angels. At least, your divine beauty makes you more than one.
I'm so drunk in your love. See how unsteady is my soul.
It staggers in search of your balance.
Now that the subtleties and the frivolities of this cunning life impede the bond to be, know that you are the only song I ever hear. You are the reason that makes life worth it. You are the reason why another cannot turn off the substance that's our love. You are the only one that makes this miles a heartbeat away. The only, I love.
Yours
Sank in love.

LOVE LETTER 2

Honeypie,
Once again I can't dry my ink in peace. Neither with emptiness.
Rather, I leak feelings beyond emotions. My heart pours a thousand definitions of love.
You know, I thought I wouldn't write to you this early(hours after my first letter,barely hours after your reply) but the adrenaline rush of the muse escaped the cage. My eyes hunger for your voluptuous body more than these ears thirst of your voice. Numb are these fingers as they esteem to massage your tender skin and run touches in your silky smooth hair. My soul feels like running out of space to remand your fervent love.
I want you all for myself. I am not ready to share you with anyone, not the air you breathe not the light in your eye lens. I'm jealous of the blood that flows through your heart daily,does my love do so? I'm jealous of all the eyes that see your divine beauty, though random and uninterested. I'm jealous of every compliment you receive for how your beauty makes all that you clad classy. But I can do nothing about it. (And that makes me more jealous).Yet,you will be amazed on how our love paints trust over my jealousy, leaving me laughing at my stupid prejudices.
The last time I wrote you,my intellect was floored by your romantic juices that my grammar went packing. You may have never noticed my use of "This" instead of "These"(at least you never mentioned it in the reply) and if you did,how love restrained the grammarly in you. Don't even contest it,love is the concrete substance of our existence. Did you not sink it in my head with your zealous reply. Talking of replies,I long for one to this - like the dusk longs for dawn. The last one almost penned my life to heaven as every word made my heart skip.
Love,allow me to pause this reality for the sake of a perishable called time. Miles away,know that there's one who prays that God keeps you safe. Heart you.

NOT YOURS ANYMORE

Knock till your knuckles hurt
Hurt till your veins bleed
Bleed as you seek that which isn't
Bleed as you beg for what you abhorred
Beg for the garbage that turned gold
My glitter has your eyes unclogged
Shout at the top of your desperate voice
Ask for a drop of mercy,a droplet love
Carry a soul wore on shoulders once pride
Stalk layers of remorse on your breaking heart
Hold on hope that the pain shall soon wilt
It has grown like winged whispers
It has flooded regrets on your sundry brains
You,who thought, you'd bury the sun in torrential rain
You left me torn in a sad spectrum
You ditched my heart a pieces of tears
But I, danced at the sound of a broken drum
With knees sunk in a swamp from pouring eyes
With a will crushed but tired of petty lies
I sold my love to One who gave it freely.
#200

NEVER MEET

Somewhere along the bitterness
Some place such named silence
One stuck in doubt another in fear
One in naivety another in maturity
One be wounded another jinxed
Never the twain shall meet.

What's Left of You

What's left of you
A miracle - you lively in a vacuum
Though you lost a heart in the way
Though it milked thy strength dry
Though it fed you to all that's doom
Fought
Fight
You stand in legs harboured
You pin hurt in a wall,full of hope
Wall,full of dreams written by faith
You never worn out patience
A small victory battle to battle
Shall not fade neither bow
The war is already won.

defeated

- broken
By those lies in your promises
If the promises themselves
I never know, were lies
Your words as sweet confectionery
"Honey,to death with love
To eternity with bound hearts"
As conniving, as convincing too
Floored all naive parts
They fell and fell for you
Now,
That,
The king's been dethroned
A commoner rules romancia
Angels smile darkness wounded
Bleed me of all lovely
Bleed me the control and power
- defeat.

Ain't Worth my love

You cannot have her and have me
At least you can have one of us at a time
But I won't play second fiddle
Ain't the one who stays to solve the riddle
Don't you know the desire of your heart
Ain't you sure of what you want
Child
Like the day you said "love you"
To her with copy and paste to me
Took her on a date cheap of wild chips
In the same shanty we graced too
Hey! cheap ass
Is it a fresh lake full of sewer
Is it a play field of despair games
Yo heart
Ain't worth my love.

Torn

Build your walls high in promise
For sand and flesh is for termites
Your dark soul in turmoil
A mouth curls escape smiles
Each word a hollow cry
Each cry a fragile lie
Longing for the end to feel the light
Longing for the set to rest tired eyes
Who shall hear,shall hide you?
You forsaken your holiest caves
May heavens taste of your plight
Whispers torn to the divine.

I will wait for you (Ballad to one so much loved)

Miles is such a short word
But not for souls in love
Will these four years ever trickle
To bind again part worlds
Though I feel empty,won't fickle
I will wait to, loneliness shove
The cold may freeze me into temptation
To touch beneath another's dress
To kiss them with the magical words
But give in, I won't
I have built you in my heart
Your memories shall be my warmth

A rose,
I won't blossom in none morning
Not at the touch of dew nor dawn
Not at cool of mist nor light
Lest light and mist rainbow you
I will wait for you
They say our love is one to perish
They say we live in elusive euphoria
But what is talk to our bond
I have you written in my soul
What is empty tongues to valid whispers
You're the spoken dream girl of my life
Though I sink in lone depths
Like the dusk dances to starry nights
I will wait for our time
Though of others glories I envy
Like Z does in the alphabet
I will wait for our turn
Though my demons be burnt by
A fire lit by despair and tire
I will wait for you my love.

There's a woman who sits by my heart

There's a woman who sits by my heart
Stamping it of fragile bonds
Her body talks of a million suns
She glitters hot and all sexy
She sinks me in strange feelings
I'm lost in her melodious curves
There's a woman who crawls 'neath my skin
See the nectar in her eyes
Tempts you call her a flower
Lo! Hers beauty wilts not
See how her smile torns me
The snowy flakes in her mouth
God must be behind such perfection
I bleed, my want, to its last drop
There's a woman that feeds my thoughts
I long to tread fingers upon silk
Eager to travel her luxuriant hair
The beauty of her skin like
A sky so painted with starry night
Whenever I hear her sexy voice
A golden mist crawls my throat
Everytime she calls my name
Me na go gaga!me na dance crazy
This woman in my dreams
Lay these words to her ears
Paint her attention with my starved truths
Tell her she's nothing but beautiful
Tell her,she's perfection clothed in flesh
Tell her she's the rib I ever lost
Tell her I miss her,me long for her
This woman...

RIP ABURA

The sands of time for another
Lost to the inevitable insatiable
The so bellied to swallow all
One at an instance, all eventually

PSALM 4

Break my son,break free from the chains

Shake it off like a dusted sole

Shake it off like you got Jesus

Let go girl,let go of all hurt

Sink it in the promises undone

Sink it in dead memories a past

Let go like you got Jesus

For what mends broken hearts

With but ripped flesh and sprinkled blood

For what heals like lashes and strips

One, burdened, for all to set free.

YOU SAY

You say,
"I've tasted pain,I've tasted love,
Men are dogs,female bitches"
But have you tasted Jesus
You say,
"I drink defeat,beloved by failure
The ladder is for slippery,I always slide"
Yet you've tasted not Jesus
You wail,
"Life's unfair, like the depths of my pocket
I fast in prayer, still broke to go rock it"
Have you laid it on Jesus?
You weep,
"We loved him much,the breathe in our hearts
When agony was his meal,to our pleas He was deaf
Our eyes bled love,still He snatched him above"
Yet in your tears he was the last drop
He was the comfort that saw you move on
He was the rest that swallowed his wallowing hope
You curse,but at least,you lucky to have tasted Jesus.

SHE

She,
Her lips like nectar cause
Once I tasted them I felt butterflies in my stomach
Drained me by her eyes
They flooded with streams of beauty
Her voice vibrates awesome
The melodies of a fallen heart
She
Called me by my name
Held my hand and led me astray
Took my heart captive,lone away
She whispered
Sweet nothings in a cold ear
Nibbled my senses too,in the process
I,taken.

Unto Jesus

Sit not there with your ills
Musing on how else you will heal
Struggling to save your miserable life
Fighting the disguise in pretty lies
There were only three crosses
Don't strive to make them four
Carry yours to the bleeding feet
Those anointed with oil,holed for salvation
Cast your crown beneath these feet
Knock on the door of He who rests
The burdens for the weary are His
Seek He who answers while you are still speaking
Whose name is enough for your innumerable sins
But don't take the great jump
The depths are not worth the lose
Sorrows may last a night but joy is eternal
The bitter cup meant to clean your soul
For a renewed heart, right spirit
The devil,flee not feed
Run to Jesus like the refugee city
His blood will light the darkness
He will pardon your sins for grace;grace for grace
Let Him cast your iniquity for beauty
His stripes were for your wounds
The thorns for your weak flesh
Let it go,let Him know
Welcome Christ to your life today.

Bled on Paper

I bled in paper
And did it inspire?
Did it transform?
Did it breath life?
These,I don't know
I,glad,to have bled.

RIP '16

So bad I will miss you this much...
Like how I drown this
That which came with much promise
And in smell and taste of hope
I kissed it with passion and mirth
I told it my dreams in sacred whispers
What was to a come,mystery
The beauty that ruined
Crown a week,thorns another
But the lessons,ah! the lessons
I will love another with such
So goodbye darling, much go
Good riddance to the sands
The sands that gifted you,me
I'm in love with another...
# RIP2016

PSALM 3

In the dwindling of hope
In the utter despair of this vain life
Whom shall we look to
Whom shall we cry for
Will it be the Face of Truth
Shall we seek the way of Light.

PSALM 2

Was it not all I needed
The touch of a warm sword
Wiping a cheek of defeated crystals
Licking and fixing the broken pieces
As I sat there in the wait
Sad that the sun had left me wet
You flew in with your broken wing
Bleeding words soaked in healing
Till then I never knew such a love
For way too long it stayed unheard
That a man in his worse of pockets
A man in his worse of vision
A man looking like garbage
Will glitter in the eyes of such a beauty
And now,
How shall I take you off my mind
Out of my tongue to sing you no more
You've become the curious finger
Aching to write you my best poem
Like an artist longs for a guitar
And a bee busies for nectar
I look forward to your captivity
Taking charge of my thoughts
How awesome I'll string notes
As we in truth starve for such longevity
So I ask why did you not come early
Not in regret but much to salvage
But Now that you're here
I've got nothing left to fear
My soul sings Hossana,Hossana
Blessed is your faithful love
Blessed is he who holds firm in you.

PSALM 1

Masquerade not, again, my shame
For His life,He lay when He came
He took my thorns,how He shelved my blame
So why should I hurt,if he desires my will lame
I'll break myself, too tired of vain fame
Be so low let Him be at the hem
Who else can be best as captain of the game
Yea,I will surrender myself for a new name.
# psalmsofwarui

FALL FOR YOU

Your face is as sweet as a lullaby
Wonder not those sexy eyes make me sleepy
Your smile is like heaven shimmering
Invites me to touch your lips with mine
Shall I dance to the song you put
In my heart when I stare at you
Shall I tell you the truth that stays hidden
I am slowly falling for you.

Mediocre god 2

Whom is he that you call
In your loud voices at public places
Whom is that you cry for
In foreign tongues to scare us
Whom is he that you praise
Asking them to give your deserved blessings
Whom is he?

Does he laugh when he sees you
Walk past a beggar with your pride
Soliloquising; "These are the thieves who
Are you used to milk us dry with their laziness"
Is he glorified in your haughty joy
When your neighbours child is made heavy
And gets the drop out of school
Does he take the credit for your answered prayer
"May my enemies, people I envy,be defeated"
Or is he not perturbed
When you blame everyone for your shit
Does it not concern him a holy
That he thrives on those after a piece of their own mind

Oh what a funny god, you worship
Fervently, in fast and grins in your face
In tears of songs, In clapping and shaking and drama
In miracles of spouses,riches and empty promises
This god you pray for what he gives
One not to seek for who he is
One that enjoys theatrics and gymnastics
What a funny god you serve

Last night we met in the kisses
And you said "I cannot bear the heat of this moment"
Sheets suffered our wrestling and I heard
You called him in ecstasy, in infinite orgasms
You called on your god.

MY HEART'S VOICE