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BLESSED

BLESSED
Kiss by god and be blessed forever
Touch by the hand of his love
Taken refuge under the wings of his almighty
And stand with praise
He is my father, a part of my holy spirit
He is why I surrender
My heart speaks kindly of him
Heaven is my spirits home; the door is always opened to my return.

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COLD BEER

COLD BEER
You’re the one I want with you pressed against my lips,
With your sweat dripping down you’re hourglass figure
You’re cold to the touch but hot in my eyes
You make me act in a certain way that isn’t appropriate
You make me forget my troubles and the life around me
I come out of my shell when enticed by your beauty
I never want to let you go when you’re in my hands
There’s always a place for you in my home
I love the romantic dinners we have together
You’re the first thing I think about at lunch time and you’re the last thing I thing I think about when I go sleep.

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UNLOVED SILENCE

UNLOVED SILENCE

Lord how long will these dove flap their wings

And land on my window seal

And sing in their quietness

Their eyes have nothing to say

And their steps are filled with patience

Time has no meaning on leaving but arrives at the birth of sunrise

Lord when will my flower grow in the calling of your name?

And cut the grass to show off my roots

When will you shine the light on my shrivelled petals?

And feed me the rain that drips of your wings

Why do you let the crows peck on my leaves?

And eat the rest of me.

Lord why is that, my curtains are open in the day but all I see is the night

I see the stars are not in my view, hidden in someone else’s sight

The missing reflection of the moon is left in the sea

Like me.

Lord I kept your words, the words I thought you’ll say

In a jar near my bedside, in hope these words will be written

By your feather and dipped in the blood of your son Jesus

Seeing the same two doves, questions me

Is there a sign I haven’t seen.

Lord when will the leaves fall upwards from my tree of my knowledge?

And catch the apples that falls from the eye of the self-centred

Will you be able to heal the bruise I received from the apples, they threw?

Can you make them wrinkle like the fruit with mould that’s been overdue?

They are the enemies that grow from the bullies’ yard

If I eat from them I will only be sick

Who will make me well, if I slip in the sewage of their clean water?

Lord why does my fears make time to torture my soul

And light a fire in the night in the corner

Can you reach me and get me out without the touch of their sight

Why do I still hear the laughter from my terror?

The tremble of my voice and the shaken of my legs keep them alive

Where can I find my strengths? 

In your closed fists.

Lord why do I wash myself clean in spirit and see my sheets stained with dirt

I may repent a thousand times but see no angel surround me

Every prayer I say I wait for a reply, kneeling all night for an answer

And when the mood hits me when I awake, I will get burnt by your rod

How long will my eyes be swollen, how long will it take to heal?

Why do I dream of running on water with a treadmill, far from the hill?

Running to the light but it always fades away.

Lord why can’t our spirits be close friends, I can’t keep standing in the distance, yelling out my prayers

My voice is tired and my ears hurt from my screaming echoes

But I will stand here in the cold, facing the back of your robe

Can I hope not in disappointment but in your beautiful presence?

Or will my sorrows burry me, past the graveyard and under the marbled alter?

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GO

                                         







GO
Go along the beach
Go beyond my outreach
Go above the stars
Go live on mars
Go through the forest
Go stay with your uncle MORRIS
Go under the basement
Go find a replacement
Go over the rainbow
Go in the shadow
Go below the ground
Go somewhere to not to be found
Go to another country
Go sit high on a palm tree
Go on a speeding horse
Go and drink the hot pepper sauce
Go home
Go and be alone
Go stay in a cave
Go live in microwave
Go behind the moon
Go up in a balloon
I don’t care as long as it’s not near me

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A BEST

A BEST

My strengths are too short to reach a star.

The same star I've been chasing like a million miles that's how far.

I'm in the land of nothing, digging deep with twenty dozen sows to weep.

My left hand tied behind my back with 101 types and one button working right.

Niggling whispers deny me and one lives in my loving sight.

I keep wondering will I defy the odds or keep battling until the niggling whispers eyes is caressed by the envy hand of my success  

Its a dirty handful of stress but with my mouth tied I truly unwillingly confess.

Four points to make a cross, one bow then it’s a bless.

I pray that one day the lord will hear my ache

It’s a plan no-one help me create.

Eight eyes think I'm a loving bitter twisted old fool

I can only blindly listen, its a statement, I agree to overrule.

I wake up to a illusion of suppressed cloudy vision.

Finding myself in a passenger’s seat in an recurring isolated collision

My mind is separated by two divisions on a 101 focused decision.  

A living dream not knowing how it started

My mind on a far step, what way do I take if the path is distantly parted.

One eye on the prize and the other is riding on the truth of unsatisfied lies.

Forever on a battle and an on-going paralysing tries. 

Losing desires with both hands down but they rise when the heat is raised.

My eyes lose focus, my past gone but my memory fazed

I read books to analyse but I compromise on the last pages. 

Divided the parts in stages, the attention always dies so I can't read the last few pages.

My graft holds strong, it’s in vain, a lifelong strain.

Picking up the small pieces with a 101 ton crane. 

I can't drive home in the dark because I forever miss the lane.

It’s the 101 types and the separated 101 focused decision while picking up the 101 ton crane.

Affecting my brain.  

So I stop for 101 minutes while taking two breath for every second.

Not stopping even if my health is threatened.

A strong heart and a strong mind but a sore weaken wrist. 

An accidental delete and I'm knocking walls with not just my fist.

Its a mind block only taking in information the rest is on lock.

Behind my back is the talk "stupid" kind of mock.

It doesn't bother me that their love holds confused meaning.

My heart gives in but hardly leaning.

I stand on my own with no models on a roll.

I only understand the actions of my thoughts coming from the mouth of my soul. 

Struggle is my temporary battle, armed with faith.

All I have is my beliefs and the holy walls keeping me safe.

I cannot see past the walls with the holes

Living a life on a short path, its 20 yards, that's two in-line poles  

living like banished trolls while calculating my many goals.  

I hold the keys to greatness; they lay rested at my desk.

And my heart in a pendant hanging across my chest

Just to awaken my visual senses, its longing, desire, both a crippling infest.

The pounding of motivation will not rest

A calling within, shadows the burning desires. With the ache I rub raw

I wallow in my weakness, I cry for my strengths; its the cold feeling I hate to adore. 

A failure succeeds in the honours of my pity and drags me to the beginning where it ended at the graveyard where my dreams laid amputated and with it, dies the secret place of my inner city.  

it may brake me in pieces or I may scream until my heart rate increases.

But its a hand fall of many reaches, its sucking my chi like hungry dying leeches.

So my aura is blue, my confidence is on one inch stilts; the height never grew but still I pursue.

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A NERVE

A NERVE

A worry sat on a ledge of insecurities and judged me with its never-ending howling in the most sweetest voice hiding behind a wall. Holding the hands of fear, laughing as I got near.
A dozen pictures rest but my minds hardly clear, I stand still waiting for the muzzle to appear, From its grin! Wishing to move the unsightly horrid smear upon the face of fear.
I know I shouldn't care but it’s the false reply I hold dear.  

With a beady eye and a half a grin
Its a bunch a thoughts I had to let in
The ones that confuse you to sit upon a sin
The ones that trouble you to bring a hand that is always on a cling.      
It feels like a splinter on a feathered wing 
Soft and warm but you know it could sting
But when, each second is one bottle in the bin, and two is a ping.
Its the terrible thought I let in.
Is it a worry or is it fear, its the stupid grin....

I can't get over 
My beating of my heart is lower
I know the time can't get any slower
The whirlwind in my mind can't get any colder
Its me, my mind, my soul, my spirit, my body and I still feel like a loner.
The warmth is cold, my breath is colder
It may grow until I'm older
It’s my head resting on a abandoned shoulder.
One voice two voices couldn't get any louder

In my head
Sleeping on a bedless bed
Sowing my covers with a needle-less thread
But my emotion and actions are always left unread.
The weak stones seem to attract more treads

It’s my mind, my thoughts, my brain, 
Conflicting as my pain
Its fear playing me at my own game
I try blank the desires to keep me sane
Caressing its satisfied ego with the battles and unspoken conversation leaking in my brain.
Like rubbing a needle on a dried up stain      
While resting on my curved frame
The situation how did it came...

About
To scream but never let out a shout
Its a feeling I could live without

Comfort released from a squeezed fist 
To think of nothing is what I miss
I overwrote, the words are within words on two by two inch list.
Remembering the mocking like receiving a unforgiving kiss and feeling my heart twist. 
What if only you can hear that silent hiss.
The unrealised truth gave me eyes to view reality but In my visions I gave its leg and arm a twiss. Dismiss
Words and loved voices are hurt because my ears decided to give it a miss.    

Like being trapped in a hourglass with unrefined glass, counting the time as it past.
My eyes watched without blinking 
A caller unknown but the tone its sinking
Half of the time I don't know what I'm really thinking.
But should I trust my left hand and drink from the same cup, I'm always drinking

Two glasses that stand side by side,  
One holds the truth and the other lied
If I didn't move the blindfold in time My soul could of died
There's water upon my cheeks but I know I never cried.

A conscience sat on the edge of reason and judged me for the fool I am
To snap out of it, I don't know if I can    
My mind was running But my legs never ran.
Two pens wrote my future as a undirected plan.
Tell me I'm not as confused as I think I am.

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MY CHILD IN A DREAM

MY CHILD IN A DREAM 

Lives in a dream

Faded, seen as a blur

My vision of her

Existing only in a dream

I wasn’t faded by my mother’s scream

I tried to hold her

She’s left standing on a step

Without her I cannot accept

Barely walking

I was scared

Something we both shared

So beautiful she was

She was scared

Of something coming

She stood there in her pink baby grow

But my actions were slow

Arm yearning for my embrace

The fear she had upon her face

I miss her, I tried to hold her

Three steps away

In my mind it will always stay

I think of her still

But it’s just a dream

I held her father’s hand before the stairs and the scream

Along the corridors

We went through the wooden, glassed door

Our baby left on the step on the cold stoned floor

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THE SMILE OF FREEDOM

THE SMILE OF FREEDOM 

I’ve never seen the face of freedom

But I’ve touched the breeze of its smile

Captured in the brace of its happiness

We held hands and danced

It carried me to the centre of its moon

We laughed with grace

And I saw the beauty in its smile

I will treasure that smile forever

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SECURED BY THE NIGHT

SECURED BY THE NIGHT

Shield me under a blanket of stars

Guard me by the Shadow of the moon

Soothe me with the whistling wind that echoes in the night

Surrounded by the hours of darkness comforted by your peace

Safeguarded by the warmth of your loneness

Hold me close is your stillness of your breath

I give you back the securities I’ve received

I say goodnight to you

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THE POOR RICH MAN

THE POOR RICH MAN

The poor rich man

Lives in the world in lavishness, closed in the world of comfort

Not seeing through the window of many suffering in the real world

Selfish ate him whole and all his sees is himself now he eats in greed

He is rich in himself and poor at heart, you can’t take your wealth to the grave

Circled in a crowd of snobbish behavior but hugged by emptiness

Sits there with is his soul half eaten counting his money with the smile of immorality

He walks in the shoes of arrogance stepping on the poverty-stricken

He thinks the unprivileged is beneath him, laughing unconsciously, wiping his feet in vain.

The sky darkened, as the grey clouds stirred towards the poor rich man’s mansion

A large black bird flew on his window seal, walked silently towards the poor hearted mans bed

The bird sees the man sleeping in restfulness

The man woke up with fear to see the bird with a life sized shadow of a man

How can this be, you’re the one in my dreams I can’t dream of anything else but you

What do you want with me? He said anxiously

‘Change’ the man shocked as he heard the deep voice of a man coming from the bird’s mouth

I’m the spirit of death said the big black bird

I’ve watched you through the window you refuse to look through, so I sit at the window of truth

I’ve listened to the mockery you see as your joy to your soul, laughing in offence, so I listened to your soul scream in silence.

I’ve seen you sit upon the height of your wicked ways, taking the empty cold seat next to me, so I impel you off the stool of your happiness

I’ve watched you commit blasphemy towards the ones who are rich in heart and poor in themselves

‘’It’s just the way I am I can’t change the way I am, born this way and I shall die this way, I’m not afraid of no man with lost bodies, I’m a rich man with strength and power, how dare you come in my home tell me what I already know, death your beneath me, I will not listen to your foolish talk said the poor rich man

I’ll cover you in a cloak of sickness, replenish your ways or I will bring forth your last days

I’ll give you seven days to amend your crooked ways or I death and six other spirits will come knocking

The days had passed by and the poor rich man repudiated to abide by the law that was set before him,

Death taped at his window bringing with him a cloak and flew through the window of the poor rich man’s bed room, as he laid in a shallow sleep, woken up by the flattering wings of the bird, the man laughed it is you foolish one, a figure of my imagination, a confused soul, a torment weakening at the pity of me.

Call it as you may I’m here to leave punishment for your sins, the sins you refuge to remove, the man laughed.

Laugh no more, a small black bird with red on its wing flew, not a sound in his entrance, landed on the bed, the poor rich man saw this bird had a shadow of an angel, This spirit is called silence said death; he will eradicate your voice, talk no more you shall

The bird turned into an angel that had no mouth and touched the cloak and disappeared

A blue winged black bird appeared at the window seal flew on the floor in the middle of the room, transformed into a spirit of sorrow, the weeping spirit touched the clock and disappeared

The third spirit walks through the wall besides the bed walking as he had the whole world on his back, too fail to walk, touched the cloak and vanished

Are you not scared, said death I stand corrected, and it’s nothing but twisted fantasy to get me to change the poor rich man said lying against pillows in amusement, he trembled as he heard the screaming from the spirit of pain, floating below the ceiling screaming, I saved the best till last said death, pain touched the cloak and left.

Death picked up the cloak and rested it on the man’s back as it disappeared, I cover your soul with this cloak this is your last days of sickness, any last words before it steals your voice

‘It hurts like a million knifes inside, a pressure on my chest and a weight on my back

Burning blaze in my mind, a cold fire circulates my body, my heart is dying

I take back what I said as he was about to apologies his voice went still, death said I’ve selected these spirits especially for you, I will return to take you soul from your diseased body, the man laid in bed in total agony for the rest of his dying days.

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I WOULD

I WOULD 

I would travel around the world

I would even dress as a girl, if you like

I would take a hike with just my bike

I would cross the 7 seas

I would learn to say I love you in Japanese

I would climb the tallest mountain

I would buy a boat and let you be the captain

I would live in the South Pole and catch a dozen colds

I would wax my body bold and let you rub me in alcohol

I would do all this and more because I love you.

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EYE LOVE YOU

EYE LOVE YOU 

Eye love you in my vision

But my soul doesn’t love your soul

I try to hide it but it shows

My heart now knows but will it follow my eyes or my soul

My eyes can tell a thousand lies and

My heart will always know the real desire of my soul.

I love you in my mind

But my heart doesn’t love your heart

I can’t hide it but I don’t want you to know

My soul shields my heart and refuses

My soul won’t let my heart love you

There is nothing I can do

If my soul doesn’t desire you.

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AN ANGELS LOVE

AN ANGELS LOVE 

He swung to a distant star

Sat on its edge and sang ‘la di da ma sweet, but why so far’

Dances with ecstasy, blinded

Her touch, her smile, her smell, reminded

Moves in complete balance

Stares longingly, past the moon and through the valance

Happiness ensures his safety

His minds quiet but lively

He knows his feet will not slide into the hand of clumsiness

Heartbeats lovingly in stillness

With his eyes closed, thinking of only her beauty

Feeling it’s his all, his duty

Smiles when he sees her face on the surface of the moon

Thinks about having her soon

The sky whispers in his voice ‘why do you sit on the stars, two decades and a half’

The sky laughs

He whispered back in the winds voice and says ‘I’m waiting for her soul to return to me, I love her dearly’

The air is quiet and they watch over her amazingly.

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LOVE UNHEARD

LOVE UNHEARD 

Rest your palm on my heart

Feel the rhythm of the unheard

And feel your breath against my cheek

Whisper in my right ear

Say it purely so I can hear

Tell me what my heart declares.

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MY UNDYING LOVE

MY UNDYING LOVE

I cannot stands out against the love I have for you.

You leave no choice to play the action of my words.

Illustrating the sounds not yet spoken.

With meaning and solidarity.

Suppressing my thoughts to carry my feelings.

I wouldn’t lay a hand on you self-interestedly.

I beat two hearts that’s not connected.

It’s strong in its rare outline.

Showing deep passion with one stroke.

Writing down the unseen emotions.

Leaving no lines to read between.

I read to you the letters from my soul’s heart.

I cannot read the letters from my body’s mind.

It may mean the same things but say things differently.

Purely on the purity of my soul.

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MEDITATING WITH GOD

MEDITATING WITH GOD

As I baptize my mind and practice quietness of my thoughts.

Rejuvenating my mind to that holiness,

Directing my thoughts to listen to gods words.

Grabbing happiness along the way of reconciliation,  

Perceiving gentleness of his voice, an uplifting radiance from his words that taps on my ear.

That stillness of inner peace moves me to a quiet deserted sunny beach.

Listening to the seashells of the gentle echoes of the waves.

There are vibrant colours flourishing in the sun, symbolizing the approval of god.

Drifting to sleep I feel the warmness of the presences of him seated beside me.

As i gently awake, I see the words I love you printed in the sand.

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DYING AWAY WITH YOU

DYING AWAY WITH YOU

I talk to no one but bones and my echoes.

I need you to console me please.

You've listen to my cries beyond the grave.

I’m lost in this world without you.

Bruising my knees in grievance. 

Cut with a knife with your blade.

Why did you have to leave me?

Cursing me is the absence of your presence.

So comfort me please.

I hear your distant voice in my mind.

Fading away as I realized you were ripped away from my life.

I dream to hear your sweetest voice and I feel you’re warmest enfold.

I’m tired to be awoken up by my sobbing.

Can you hold me please?

I lived for one reason and that reason was you.

Nothing seems to matter anymore.

Wind blowing in hope to believe it’s you.

Returning to me in spirit.

I search for you but you neglect me.

Impairing me now then you know.

Take me with you please.

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LIKE NOT TO LOVE BUT TO KNOCK ME DOWN

LIKE NOT TO LOVE BUT TO KNOCK ME DOWN

Starvation doesn’t touch me; I’m supplied with the love from my words.

They don’t love me for me; they love me for my thinking and the way I do things.

Loving me for all the wrong reasons, I’m touched by the gentle hand of my spirit.

Know I and you’ll embrace my love; i was born for you to love me.

You scream my name, grab my clothes and take my pictures.

I’m haunted by your screams, I repaired the clothes you ripped and took back my pictures.

Loved by so many but yet the lonesomeness soothes me, used by the companion which doesn’t exist.

Challenging to discover the true of someone’s heart and not tainted by my fame.

I hold my back strong to carry the weight of my shoulders, I grew a thick skin so I can endure your critism, and I filtered my eyes so my tears are purified.

I thought I was built for this, too sorry to go through the tunnel of illustriousness.   

The spot light burns my eyes, blisters my heart, riddles my mind, leaves crying in hidden.

I wanted to be nothing else now I’m broken down in-between the walls in quiet.

Shhh in pain, shhh in sadness, shhhh insanity but be loud in beauty, be loud passionately.

To be kicked when I’m down and to pull me down when I am up.

I can’t do no wrong and try to do right in myself but still pulled down in jealousy.

Tried to ruin my name from the lies they tell, the stories that only happened in their mind.

They don’t care for my wellbeing until I run in the arms of death.

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MY HUNGER TRAINSFORMS ME

MY HUNGER TRAINSFORMS ME

In the deepest corners of my stomach lives hunger, my hunger that divides me from satisfied men.

Knocking through the thick layers of the dwelling wherever my hunger settled, losing my satisfaction along the corridor to a banquet of many dreams.

Nourishing on unfilled bones of destiny, leaving me yearning for the taste of achievement

Craving for transformation, licking my lips for hope and opportunity.

Baffled with the bareness of my skills, I push aside my failures and bring fourth my success.

Seeking the truth from my heart, hearing the calling of my instructions from my unused gifts. 

Indulged in the comfort of my comeuppance, the thoughts that get me moving, Touching me is the unconscious memories of my future.

Climbing up the mountain of uphill struggle, pulling my legs is haters, I see the hatred in their eyes, I laugh in their abhorrence.

I've written success over a million times wishing for it to jump into my reality, splashed and slapped in the face by the ink of disappointment.

Now it’s structured in the hands of my intelligence, molded in the hands of my understanding, blessed in the hands of god, sealed in the hands of secrecy, duplicated in the hands of my dreams and loved in the hands of my admirers.

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