The greatness and uniqueness of his mind signify a virgin birth
A remarkable beginning of all mankind
For centuries and decades man has shown the sharpness and great;
Nature that bubbles within his burning soul
Adventure being a desire to perceive creation
Take ideas from nature to craft marvelous ingenuity
Completely defying the laws stamped before the existence of mankind
The ability to create that which is greater than him
Give birth to booming economics
Build beauty were beauty already lays
Live a life of unquestionable discoveries
To create that which brings tragedy to those he deem inhuman
Above all his greatness and uniqueness
He has failed to engineer a heart that can be never broken
On any given beautiful day can he either design love that cannot break hearts?
It’s dark and creepy outside as graves open spacious
That deep sense of distress approaches
Images commence to flash before my eyes
Past midnight is when it comes and crawls into bed with me
It opens wide my mind to images of horror
Time sluggish to dawn, as I choke and struggle for my breath
The lighting strikes and my cries for help become faint
Am like an upset dog at midnight as I twist and turn
My deluxe bed at this instant a pool of lethal snakes
The darkness scares me to demise, as my lonely house revolve into a ghost mansion
Every space becomes haunted at night
Paranormal events begin to unfurl in my mind
A comfort zone utterly disturbed and my dreams a dungeon of nightmares
Is this the fool who showered you with praise and glory?
Brought you close to heaven on earth
Gave you a blast and sense of a smart lady ostrich
That appears in every photo shoot with the one leg up pose
Prepared you an imaginary castle
Fabricate you a house full of dreams and remarkable promises
Made you realize the difference between discounted wine and posh pink drinks
Told you that if you sit with ordinary citizens you grow sores
Protected you from crook boys as you scared them off with your brand new Lexus
Is he the same fool who left you in labor?
Alone with nothing but a junior examination certificate
A baby to breastfeed while you are HIV+
I am ashamed DAUGHTER!!!
There are those who live with a smile
Those who care with a smile
Those that share with a smile
Those that give with a smile
Those that sleep with a smile
Those that shed tears with a smile
Those who make a photograph worth to look at with a smile
Just to bring uniqueness to an angry face
A tongue of reason
It’s a mentality never in harmony but striving need to be whole.
A bullet of words penetrates through my skull,
Shattered are all living cells and veins.
My lips ears in disorder, words can’t explain any further
As lies, misinform a living soul.
I drag into disparity, as shame filled with disappointment lingers.
You deceive me and my ears a base of your chameleon tongue.
Your words draw near in silence, the assassin of my trust is swift and vital.
It’s not long ago your words were sweet fruits to my table.
I traded my weakness for your words.
I took myself into this, refuge of comfort.
All that dwells in mind, now a memory of good tales.
Sweet words turn into venom.
My ear rotten as your poisonous tongue leaks it dead.
Reason is what I fail to discover in your remarkable expressions
Your presence is now a complete defense to reality.
A commencing slide to excuses.
Heard it they
lost fortunes and battles
many settled upon the sea where they thought life lingered the very deep roots
We stand a ground of fortune and fame not knowing what it bares
Our forbidden desires we feed with out remorse of gods given commands.
We seek disparity yet our eyes view rolling flames of death.
We try to understand a subject without mastered topics,which many mumble upon in time given the floor.
Wicked is the way many now cherish it, hidden under smooth toned skins,flashing lights and red top roofs.
Hold such a subject recklessly and it will prove worth to be called the greatest destruction to mankind.
As we toil to believe in it and as we fail our minds never cease the opportunity to please it.
Make such a topic boil in fancy colors and luxuries wasted years it will seem worth the wait to the grave in site.
To a man like me what more can i give than endless apologies,yearning for another chance to make mistakes and accept protection and guidance like a poor man dying to believe in riches not poverty
Neither can an empty hand provide nor can speakable hearts forgive.
Alas to many who have failed for we will find a similar fate.
Lonely and cold my plea has found empty hands to dwell upon.
I have heard their funeral songs and they sang my life,although unheard of is your name.
As we try to escape a fate no man desires.
We feared a path like this before only the road was unclear and proved worth a drive.
I enjoy a long journey with an escort,hope you find this as an open letter.
To your heart i broke and as sins in my diary.
Something’s perfect but never realized
It takes ages to mend what you able to shatter in a minute
Silently she woke up on a cloudy and reasonably sunny day
She calls it tot production weather
It truly brings a foaming bubbled beam to her beautiful face.
The day seems remarkable but not today.
She exorcises my selfish state of mentality
Shatters the confidence I bare, to speak to her.
She suddenly desires to be silent about the events leading
To this sad and tormenting state of mind
She is not smiling neither is breakfast to be cherished
I did it, i drove and crashed the train into walls
She was there in front silent as I brutally became self-seeking.
It’s my entire fault I ruined in a minute what ages take to build
In just a minute I felt divorced in the middle of a rainy season.
Though I crashed you yesterday you still my best friend.
Out there in a distance she takes her last breathe.
A sign of death awakens her in horror.
A vulture cheers in proximity, she is weak her bones paying homage to the skies.
The dust of the desert wipes her tears dry.
Confused and forsaken she is unaware of her fate as time ticks.
The world she belongs is in a rush, yearning for the pleasures of life
The arrogance of human nature…..
She silently weeps her head a sign of a neglected soul.
If only I was watching I would have given a hand, but I was busy.
Taken deep into the 21st century as I was smoking, boozing and enjoying
the pleasures of life.
As I chased for pussy and wasted gifts of being privileged.
She silently cried, vanished alone and cold blooded.