Love is King

I see the moon but
it sees me not.
I fell dead in love, then
you rose me with the warmth
of your kiss.
From the eyes I shut;
my fate I dream, like a
kite in the wind.

I dream of love

overthrowing the moon
in the still of night.
As though with wealth
I trade love, but no I
stay stealth one eyed,
partially blind to you.
I am one, growing to
love.

Fence

What is it beyond

the fence that taunts my gaze

and set rage ablaze…

Shall I pace and divulge my rage a-free

to set this matrimony into abyss

Or erase my thoughts, my fears,

my hate, my rage and insanity and fill this

empty vessel with love from behind the fence.

Night light

When the sky
is dark; and the
wind is swift;
and all that is bliss;
and the moon
and star shone,
glowing, wearing
ornaments of glory;
why then shall you
not comprehend
that black is
majestic

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Arctic winter
blister my roots;
I can no longer
walk my lineage
with my foot

Mountain sees
the truth and
quiver like youth

Mute I stay, as
words desert
me to a land rich
of fruit but lacking
in truth

Oh History

Oh History!

Oh history; how you have
deceived!
I removed the wig of history
and discovered lies on the
scalps of curators

I walk crippling into the
core of history where all lay
dead except my black skin,
so how can they say I’m sin

My skin is perfection
so they afflict mentally
and emasculate my history;
when truly the misery is theirs

Iniquity

Never seen is the faceless truth of law

in the court of flaws devoured by

vultures

Truth play dead in the library of

corpses

You can’t touch the truth, its a

phantom

Inquietude, truth burns lie,

ashes light in weight, it has no

measure on the scale of judiciary

I study the pursuit of anatomy of

iniquity in antiquity. I dissect the

anatomy of life and therein, 

embossed in a cocoon of humility,

the seeds of truth.

Edible love

What did I do to make you fall

so far from me

Like the opposite of apple

doesn’t fall too far from the tree

When beneath us, is a single tree of love,

and we are its fruits – love.

 

 

Fifteen

We reach the gates of future,

wearing our sleeves of past

Destiny embraces, testimony rolls

off tongue it divides dream from reality

 

I step into unknown; the known

vanishes leaving room for the

unknown to occupy

 

The unseen foe watches

 

Future blind to the oculist

Plans untold distort controlled by

rattled state of mind

Nemesis

Hate heightens and

condenses as dew blood

Crimson deeds fuelled by faith

Season by season,

my thoughts locked in prison

They kissed the world with ill fate

and expect an offspring of peace

Peace paralysed from vision of the blind

Cease my heart against seizure of the

night where lies three-headed

beast ready to consume you in

his feast

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Joy

In time where joy brew

at the core of love;

Gentle wind reassures

 

Coral reefs swirl unsettled

by waves of emotions

 

Injustice words, alone, cold;

expensive mind like the

gem of a solid stone

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Letter to Unborn Child

To my unborn child,

forgive me of the sins of

my youth; for my emotions

transgressed beyond the ink

to which I write to thee.

 

You deserve to live.

Everyday my heart beat for thee,

my love for thee be limitless like the

lines of thy palm.

 

Wrinkles on my hand,

your hands in mine, a

seed from my blood line;

I will forever love you till

the end of time until

death do us part.

 

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Nauch

We danced through

the night

Roses of lies

on a bed of erotica

 

My lips on you

Top to bottom

I’m kissing between

your thighs

My hips tight on yours

I’m yours tonight

 

We fused in time

tick-tock of the clock

no longer counts

 

To the night we ceased

We ceased the moon

We teased the stars

We condensate in glory

descending

like steam — an embodiment

of seduction.