Glass Vol2
Or am i really the shatterproof soundproof glass? Blocking sound so i can't hear, your rejection, your judgement towards me, switching off my connectivity level to stop feeling that you don't care! Have i crafted my own bench of despair padded with soft cushions of security and fear. Playing host to my own pity party,…afraid to step fast the line of surety and certainty. Is there really a glass, or am i it….
Glass Vol1
Almost like there's this undeniable shatterproof glass between me and the world, a force blocking sound, so my voice falls on the echo of silence, i love you, i see you, can you hear me…trying to connect but the signal is blurred, trying to reach out but with no prevail , so do i keep trying or sit on the bench of despair, hoping, for the things not heard not seen, hope for meaning guidance and truth….to be continued
Truly Redeemed Africa
"Redemption is the word of Salvation
Salvation that cometh from meditation
It gives us the new revelation
That open doors for the Nation
We gather together as Champions
To overrule the Law of confusion
That binds us to destruction
And separate us from Unionism
We hold the power to ressurection
That awakens us from defeat
For we define our history
We take part in our victory
With our heritage not as a story
But a revelation to the country
We embrace as our Legacy
Women has risen above expectations
Political parties has embarked on solutions
To free us not only from earthly conditions
But to make room for our opinions
To become part of the freedom dominion
Children are the light to our deliverance
That bringeth the joy to the governance
That will indeed salute repentance
Repentance of the nation to the Creator
To help us create the promise land of our Fore-Fathers
To bring Peace and Let it Reign into all corners of Truly Redeemed
Africa"
Loneliness
Why am I never good enough
Why do I always end up on my own
Why is my smile never enough
I am always the wrong one
They say I’m emotional
They say I’m jealous
They say I like to make them my possessions
Why can’t they just see that I am a girl inlove
You do not control how love takes charge of you
Why can’t they just understand me
I am always crying over them
For I feel I can’t live without them
For I feel they make me whole
They make me complete
Why am I lying to myself so hard
For God had made me to do anything I want
He had instilled in me any dream I can dream of
Yes, I can live without them and make the most of it
I have survived all my life this far
I will not let them take this away from me
This is my life, my playground, my drawing board
I will live, play, and learn to do things right
Oh! Hoe greatful I am for those who love me
In spite of my jealousy, emotions and possessiveness
For they know my world better and they see the good in me
Blessings
I hear the word in hymns
The word spoken with emotions
It is associated with happiness
Because it carries joy with it
I was told it comes in different forms,
One has their own unique form,
As the creator created us in his form
We all shall know and embrace our unique forms
Patience we are bound to possess,
As only we can suppress the desire of short cuts,
And learn to receive at the right time,
No man knows the right time,
Don’t try to act like it’s a lame man’s time
It is the higher power’s time,
For his time it’s not our time
You cannot track Blessings,
As they do not announce their visit,
You cannot cram their knock,
As they do not tick like a clock
But always have a space,
Where they can find comfort and release their sweet scent
When their scent fills the space
It takes out the bad odour
Suddenly you are easily approachable
That’s why they say when you have them,
You attract good things
A heart song
Sometimes a heart yearns for Love so much
Yet it blinds itself of what Love really is
We cry so often for the one who would love us unconditionally forever
Our humanly eyes tend to differ with our heart in this instances
Yet we choose to follow our eyes decision
We ignore to listen to the song that plays in our heart whenever that special person is in our midst
I had a chance at Love, I had chance to be with the one my heart chose
Yet I let him go again
Yes it was because my eyes didn’t agree with him
There was a song that played on and on whenever I saw him
Yet I ignored it
Could it have been fear, or because people would talk
I failed Love again
How many times is Love gonna come my way
What if this was the last chance I had
Oh! Dear Love don’t leave me
Oh! My dear song don’t leave my heart
Let the one who love me, hear my heart song
D.T.P. (Dropped To Pieces)
Inspired by: Love, Lies, Cheating & Dishonesty
For: My boys out there.
While doing the usual (chasing girls) she called and left me with the look that displayed the unusual (shocked). Clearly visible to my friends my trends felt faint and far from being visual.
It's always been me in control, how did she get to quickly turn things around and have me running to her.
She said, “please find your way to me, I need you” but this time the sweetness was missing from her voice and within her words I don’t recall me being her BABYLOVE. Surely felt like I'm at the crossroads at rush hour battling to reach the other side of the road. At my arrival she still felt distant, short of smiles and out of greetings. With the ''I'm disappointed look'' she asked me “Why did you dish up too much now that you can’t finish what’s on the plate? (love me as you promised)”. Lost in her words I replied “Baby what” …and before I could finish the line she moved a bit closer and asked me to hold her one last time. Puzzled by the request my face gave birth to sadness. They say ‘tears of a man don’t fall into the ground’ but not this time, they definitely bled into the ground. ''Baby wait what’s going on?'' She replied “I don’t know but this is life that you rolling on” (careful). ''It's not that I'm relocating or don't love you any more, this battle is out of my hands I can’t take it anymore’’ When a woman loves a man sometimes its better she moves out of her man’s heart due to being given less and less room to enjoy his presence in her life. I can handle pain but it feels more severe with this knife (heartache). I'll never stop loving you but for now I’ve got no choice but to have you Dropped To Pieces and in God’s Will I shall return to put together the broken pieces, LOVE YOU ALWAYS.
***APPRECIATE HER PRESENCE IN YOUR LIFE***
<<SHE WILL DO THE SAME IN RETURN>>
A Lesson in Love
This is a lesson
Of how we made love
How we felt pleasure
From beyond and above.
I tasted your passion
I felt your soft skin
I owned your body
From outside and within.
The warmth of your breasts
My hands have embraced
The sweet of your wetness
My mouth .. the lust of the taste.
The moment we joined,
Become one with desire
You felt me inside you
The passion of bodies … burning like fire.
Mouths, hands, lips,
And the feeling of skin on skin
But having you in my arms,
This is were every lesson of love begins ..
Heart vs. Mind
The battle field was set,
The canons of love loaded,
The swords were sharp,
The setting bloated.
Who will win.?
Who will loose?
The referee am I,
The judge I be,
Who will I pick, who will it be?
When heart and mind take the field.
Who will win?
And who will yield?
There can be only one victor …
Only one gold ..
Who will it be?
Who will behold?
Heart? Mind?
Who will control?
There’s only one loser ..
And that’s the soul ..
The Passion of Minds
worlds apart … yet no boundaries between us,
miles away … yet no distance between us …
a world created by the passion of a mind,
a planet formed by the desire of a heart,
brick by brick,
part by part.
minutes turned into hours,
and hours turned into days,
confusion between right and wrong,
unknown which way …
our minds touching each other,
our silent voices,
hearts beating as one,
unreal choices …
the silence of night,
burning desire,
lonely hart,
sensual fire …