The Rain dance

the rain

You are the stranger I envisioned in my dream what with that quaint looks and pale face we never know how the cards may turn I’ll be at our usual place playing our usual song waiting for the haunting grip of reality even if the sky rains with burning embers I will wait for you […]

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Do you read me?

do you read me?

I watch you daily because your history leaves a cache trail of fine print. I notice the whites of your eyes gleam at a variety of anonymous sites. Registered in the clouds are a collection of stories, and photography, too many to count since the lovers of art walk a nostalgic part. Each artist’s works […]

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Mein Schatz

mein schatz

Treasure, Tell me what you need I’m Smitten by your charm ’till Pisces hold fades

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A ballad for valentine

a ballet for valentine

Step right up and witness the innovative saint There are bouts of emotions only one night a year see as endorphins run high and vaporises when he walks by like a shadowy apparition Two Euros and twelve cent and she heard him commanding humans, inviting many to stillness with eyes that resonates with the shifting wind […]

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The widower

the widower

The sky bleeds darkness the sand swallows the souls of his previous lovers in his eyes, every reason is bleak and mundane he speaks a language only mourners of existence comprehend and bows in silence for as many times the big church bell klings His children are his acquired treasure more priceless than precious stones […]

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Dear African Child

Dear African child

Dear future daughter, Your existence will neither be easy nor transitional because of where you were born On a community soil dampened with ancestral woes far humungous baggages will be place on your delicate shoulders luggages you can’t escape, linked by earth and blood seen and unseen forces will work against you men will dismiss […]

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Whitewash

whitewash

Allow people to admire you for who you truly are, they say and rain trickle down the grooves of your finger tip let the mettlesome horse leave the court stables in February. count your toxic days from incurable nights. I say i’m not proud of the woman my mother used to be I hope the […]

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We will rise

we will rise

Above all adversities allowing the first signs of transcension Above the noise That rouse pandemonium cackles Above every defeat Faith illuminates light on grace Above the insecurities standing back to back to back Above the bullshit Juxtaposing  non-concise cryptic messages Above the war that fogs our mind like the pitter-patter of rain drops Above the […]

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