I care
I respect and care for who you are
I judge you not… you are special in my eyes
I will listen to you despite the problems you may have
I honour your uniqueness and long to learn about you.
I respect our differences and feel enriched, because
We are so different.
I want to know what you long for
I want to help you when you ache
And if you dare to dream
I want to see you successed
I share your sorrow and losses
If you have been torn apart by life’s betrayals
I want to be there for you
I want to know how we can ease
Each other’s pain without trying to
Hide it or fix it
I want to help you meet your heart’s desire
I want you to know I care…
I want to know if there is joy in your life
I want to share my good with you
I want your happiness to fill the whole of you
I want to see you happy
I want to help keep you safe
Be realistic, but not pessimistic
I want you to live with caution, but not fear
I want you to live and love me
Cause I care…
A loving thought just for you
To know love is what life
Is all about
To be in love
Is to posses something
That is beyond the reach of
Age on time…
To give love,
To experience love,
Is to be rich in the joys
That gives colour to each day
And significance to each detail
Of our lives
To share love with someone
As wonderful as you
Is to know the fullest meaning
Of what happiness can be…
I LOVE YOU
It’s just a thought
There always
I wish I could fly… but not today
I wish I could cry… but to whom?
I wish I could run away… but where to?
I wish I could disappear from the face of the
Planet earth…
But which planet would I go to?
I wish I could start a new life…but where?
I wish I could be perfect and totally loved… but by whom?
I have grown so strong that I can’t cry anymore
I have learnt to be tough
I have faced disaster in life and
I am still prepared for someone
I live in a lovely country where I only can reach
My country becomes dark at times
Sometimes I can see the beauty of the stars and the moon
It’s a country of thoughts, dreams and fantasy
Sometimes things don’t go the way I want them to
I hope peace might come my way and I
Can walk, talk and say
Me, myself and I have conquered all odds…
Our love
Our love is something that consists
Of passion, hopes and dreams
It’s not subject to passing whims
Or to life’s extremes
Our love is a simple reality
On which we can depend
It’s solid, pure and special
Our love will never end
Our love is a strong foundation
A deep and lasting emotion of
Warmth and tenderness and
Mutual devotion
Our love is an unseen force
That keeps us two together
Safe against life’s pressures
We have each other forever
My darling
You are so easy to love
I see my dreams of yesterday, my
Happiness of today and the joy of my
Tomorrow, all that because of
Our love
My Music
A beautiful song for the deaf came over the radio today
I mused;almost in awe I saw the notes play in my mind.
Perfect every note came into play as if angels wrote it for me to see.
Peaceful assurance was meant for me.
Music in its essence gave me the tranquillity to be me
Dancing like a childlike being
The chaotic words of the music –my utterance to it like a fool
Music; muse to all who heard its sweet remedy for the soul to heal
Music make me feel,
makes me be,
makes me see this thought clearly
Serene angels spread their cherub wings
To give a show for those who are treated unfairly
Speak music ! for they do not know what they miss
Bring them on the path of eternal bliss
Listen with your whole being
Music will do the rest ,
results to be seen
Music muso,master,mistress to many
I tip my hat for you ;giving me the chance to be happy
Outside dreams
Woke up today with a song I have not hear yet play…
In my head …a wonderful day.
Heard birds singing to a tune that made the angels blush with envy
Everything is heavenly
Floated on a sea of peaceful winds, blowing all directions to eternity
Heaven, a playground for the dreamy
My thoughts collected one ounce of strength to consider getting up
No! I say .let this dream not stop!
For outside this mind are things that destroy reality
Inside, where its safe will I keep my vitality.
In my mind everything is peaceful and calm like a road that have not been driven on yet
Stay asleep to reclaim this peaceful rest.
Don’t get up for will will force you to be
One of the slaves of the work for free all eternity
Sleep in the arms of the moon for she bring forth drams alive
Stay in your bed …sleep forever in a butterfly hive
Sink on shores that washed up your peaceful dream
Never to be reclaimed again for it was really just a very old and beautiful dream.
Should I know?
I don’t want to know of the existence of fate
I don’t want to know of the existence of hate
Dreary eyes and heart go to sleep
For this day have been infested with pain and greed.
Should I know of the fate to befall on me for being me?
Should I know of the pain that will visit me frequently?
Why should I know of these things in life’s tribulations?
Can’t someone lie to me and say they do not exist!
Why can’t I not be part of a mass, slaughtered by life and love each and every day?
I did not know that there were signs of this “disease “ on sale for me to hearsay!
Why is this burden so heavy to carry?
Is this the pit of downtrodden eternity?
Life! What kind of trick is this on me?
Nothing did I do for something so hideous to befall on me?
I want to wish for all of this to disappear.
Life already took time to consider who will be victimised to carry this
Peace is a figment of imaginary fairies’ dust
In time and places near and far
Dissapear in a crowd of millions to claim not
knowing who you really are…
Treading light
Ancient cries of pain looms in the air like a serpent’s bile coagulating
Pieces of the stale air try to triangulate
Wishes in the air ..stupid as night
Gloom in the daze with a throne of marbled might
Power of the maze ..confused and pure
Mystic were the haze ..simple yet pure.
Breathing in the night ..heave …your chest burn; you swallow
Truth sets u free although you are hollow
Breaking in a sweat tender and mild
Praying for no forgiveness until a time
Time in space…infinite and there
Lies in the plains seen everywhere.
Wild wishes bestowed on anything to glass
Never to waste for all were in it to gain something to pass on.
Never to be seen on your knees,but you sometime pray
Till this day the ancient thoughts will always be our masters to this day
For we are human…meek sheep who like to be lead
Enjoying life,even sometime lead you to certain death…
Some Words
The strain of life had taken its toll
The screams of the innocent muffled and cold
The spirit of might have been kicked to the tar…
Forevermore ….dreams died afar
In splintered might the urge to consume
A tree of life –life learning to boom
And so it came to pass to all’s dismay
That this “new” world had already seen a new day
This day when we become lazily undone
The creed of hope shone like a sun
The urge to be part of a system of ways…
We forgot what we are the day they came.
In shadows and light we see them bloom
We forget the ones who matters so soon
It does not feel like the end of the world
The beginning of a new dawn has come to steer clear of the old and dead
We all felt we have the challenge ahead
But who can say what really lies ahead
I’ve seen a crystal ball shattered to pieces…instead.
Maybe in this shatterdness we will find our redeemed reasons….
Of truth, of love, of hate –emotion…but one things certain we will never ever predict the real reason…For why we have so many messed up seasons…
seasons of feelings wondrous and pure…to be twisted by some to befit a whore….
The Individual ?
Breathing air for the first time; a miracle on its own
Born into “a” world is an apparent sin
Live to be a part of a universe infinite and pure.
Individuality, attendance was poor.
Succumb to the whim of the traits that was given by the elders
Be the ones who bore you into this world…
Retaliate, SIN… for it is written somewhere in their minds that things should be just so,
No one will ever be truly happy without them around to show.
Heartache will befall on those who go against those who want to be an individual
Those who tread the path, who failed with a weak will,
Kill!!!
Killed by your own for the pure thought of individuality.
Utopia never existed in the minds of some; euphoric drones,
they succumbed to the poisonous venomous words of the fast too soon.
Forget you, will they…
No, for you were weaved with the same cloth of simple fabric that they want to show
Dance to a song of joy one day and see how they will treat the stupid idiot who felt the urge to be unstill.
To be the one who you thought you were a mystery of things unsaid and utterances were still.
By the will of those who were freed by their lust for something that they were given freely
Individuality will never be sold on a marketplaces freely.