A tale of love

It was at the dance
A lad met a lass
They exchanged side glances
She loved his whiskers,
And he loved her dimples.
He bought her candy and Roses
And she let him have his wishes.
He had the pleasure,
She had the pain
He planted the seed,
And she shed the blood.
Nine months went, then came the day
And she bore the baby.
Now, five years gone by,
And the five year old empties bins for food,
For he’s an abandoned loner in the city.
She still goes to the dances and get s the roses,
And she just had her third conception.
He’s out there, the proud father of many,
Hungry, and looking for another prey.

INTRODUCTION

Heaven must be lacking an angel I guess.
Coz there’s one I see in front of my eyes
Great, perfect, just an ultimate Masterpiece.
I wonder what’s hidden behind that dress…
Pardon me, little cute princess.
But I swear you have it all; I must confess.
You look better from behind, even perfect from the front,
All sides, looking really fly n hot!

Am the judge, and there’s nothing you’re not!

Theres much u haven’t told me though.
But there’s so much I already know.
Your second name must be Sexy
Coz in a way u take my breath away.
From top to bottom you look just fine
We’re strangers now, but we can cross that line,
It takes two to tango, and you know what I mean,
If you can find sometime this valentine,
Cutie, would you please be mine?

(I keep telling u that u better know how to do mouth-to-mouth…Coz every other
time am with ya, and u turn ur sweet face around to look at me, and our eyes
meet somewhere in the middle…you literally take my breath away! Did I flatter
you? I hope I didn’t, coz this is not flattery. Its the truth. I couldn’t put
it in any other way.)

Its Not Love...

When the heart doesn’t like,
And the soul doesn’t want
There’s nothing to work out.
The only thing is to be apart.
Follow the feelings of the heart,
Though sometimes they may hurt.
So Dear, lets not even start,
Coz our future is dark, faint and blank.
Please spare me the sight.

Hope tiz easy for you to understand,
That there’s nothing for us to build.
Stay away from me,
There’s no way we can be!
There’s a big space you can’t fill.
Hate it, or take it the way you will,
But sometimes we gotta be real.
I just told you how I feel,
And I hope we have a deal.

(when you sing a song, you dedicate it to somebody. Or even when u make a
drawing, or a sweet looking painting. Or write a poem. But this is different.
I don’t dedicate this to anybody. And to all those who read it please,(good
advice); don’t do it. just enjoy the reading)

The promise

If they asked me what I valued most in ma life
Am sorry I won’t have an answer to give,
Coz you’re the one who knows me good enough to tell.
You’re like my better half,
You’re the ultimate love of my life.
Promise me that when u walk down the isle,
That day, when u kiss your man in front of your mum,
When u say ‘yes I do’
And he replies me too…
Promise me that I will be there too.
Not among the many in the crowd.
Not I don’t want to cheer,
Promise me that I’ll be there,
Promise me that I’ll get the ring too,
Coz that day I want to be with you.
After all we’ve been through,
Finally I want it to be me and you…

(Has it got to break off when it’s getting tighter? Has there always to be
another start after we lost the connection? Do we always have to keep looking
back and going to the start after every other trial? Can’t the love keep
burning n the flame blazing such that we get to be with one person who we
know well till we walk with them down the isle? I know it doesn’t happen, and
that was the motive of this short crazy composition-to get you asking why it
doesn’t always happen…).

Turbulence

There old sweet smile has gone
We are together, but I feel all alone.
I felt inspired by your smile,
But now I see it no more.
You sound cold, you look tense.
Unlike then, nowadays we talk less,
When we’re together there’s just silence.
You got me wondering-Am I the menace?
Am a lost ship sailing in the seas.
All I want in my heart is a little peace.
I know that the harder I’ll fall the more I’ll bounce,
I’ll give it some little time, some more patience.
We’ll be there again since we’ve been there once.
Now sweetie, Look me straight in my eyes,
Talk to my heart and please don’t lie,
Why did the good old days die?
(Everything at some point has a state of instability. A ship meets heavy
breeze in the seas and needs to anchor. Every relationship has that point
where there is turbulence, this poem here is meant to inspire, to show that
even when those bad times come when there is no peace, we should hold on.
These times are just meant to take us higher, to make us tighter; be more
stronger than we were..)

Impossible Love

Finally I’ve submitted to it,
They win, I lose.
Now I play the ‘what if’ game
Because however much I desire it
The tune of ‘what is’ is not at my reach.
I settle for the little that I get,
Twas all like a bad dream, but now am awake.
I hope you agree to this feeling of my heart,
It’s like a painful hard stroke of fate.
Torture inflicted, but without the slight intent.
(this poem is meant to inspire those amidst us who have experienced a
situation where the only option is to lose. might be hard to understand but
when the competition to get what or who we desire is too hard, sometimes we
leave it. We stop the venture and let fate take control; we submit to it. We
give in. we are all placed in such situations by life. Maybe its our dreams,
maybe it’s the love of our life’s we are after but they prove a very
challenging feat to venture into. Have the courage to move on)

Dreams

Dreams, we all have them.
Mine are of places far and distant.
Of faces and races queer and different.
So one day we gotta be apart.
But you, you who are left,
You, who are loved,
Be hopeful and sustain the pain.
Know that hope is stronger than a hurricane.
And after every dry spell comes the rain.
Finally a way will open,
And one day I’ll see you again.
There’s a world out there that I wanna see.
There’s a man that I wanna be.
Bestowed upon me is a worthy cause.
And a bunch of grand dreams I can’t lose.
Many days will pass by, I suppose.
Before we get to be close.
But For a while, I hope you can hold your patience,
For I’ve gone only to seek a life for all of us.

Tears From A Troubled Heart

Sometimes when I look and witness
I feel feeble and pretty helpless,
When I see the vast injustice
Like watching a baby
In his mothers arms
Both starving, helpless.
The world visits and takes the pictures,
The world watches and airs views.
They make the money out of the great news.
They have no idea.
Behind every heart is a dream,
Out of the agony,
You hear the shouting silence of the hearts.
Souls in anguish,
Hearts in distress...

(TV teaches, and yes, sometimes TV inspires. When Oprah Winfrey visited a
concentration camp in post war Germany, I accidentally turned on the TV and
watched the most touching documentary ever of how more than 1.5 million Jews
were killed by the Nazi in the 1940s-Of how vast helpless innocent blood was
poured. And many dreams lost; Many noble dreams of both young and energetic.
And so I put pen to paper and wrote this short poem just to express of the
many similar situations that happen in the world...in our world.)

Just like you…

Today, while at the mall,
I saw a girl and waved and said hello.
She acted, looked, talked and walked just like you,
The hair, the color, the valor, the style,
For a moment, I almost couldn’t tell!
But when she turned around I saw it all,
It wasn’t you, and it sent me wondering where did you go,
I pulled back and reminisced for a while,
The tender hugs, the precious moments, the lovely smiles,
Oh, what became of us, dear angel?
Once, you were always an inch close,
Now you seem a lifetime away,
Speak to my heart and don’t lie,
Are you gonna be here one day?

( I don’t know what to do. The thought of you makes me shiver. You are
invisible but you are omnipresent. Though you don’t know it, you guide and
inspire me through my whole day. I wrote this line with you in mind. Maybe
you wouldn’t know. Maybe it’s the distance, maybe it’s the differences. But I
swear I saw an angel that walked and looked and did it just like you. Its
painful and never the same to have to go through such.)

My Promise

In moments of sorrow, pain and fury
Or in times of joy and merry.
In bitter or better,
And in good or worse.
In plentiful or in scarcity
And for the sweet and very nasty
In tender or rough tide
I’ll always be by your side.
To love and to cherish your sweet company,
From now dear to eternity.
This again I do swear,
To be there and always true, my dear.
So, honey, if I said I do,
Would you go, on and say ‘me too’?

Just Do it!

No, don’t quit,
Rise and move up, don’t sit on your feet,
Stop the fear and gather the heat
Rise now and move to the start
Let go the thirst in your heart,
Whatever it takes, just do it!
Just do it, yea, its true you can
Yes, from zero you can turn
And ride as high as the sun
But it’s not enough to just plan,
So rise now, and move to the start line,
Pick up the ball and run!

Parting

Yes, mum you helped and guided me,
In ways and days I cannot pay.
Your sacrifices and advices I forget not,
But now Mum, we part.

Let me go and seek to brighten my fate,
Let not my star shine too late.
Whenever God wishes we shall meet,
And if not Mum, take my last pat.

(We don’t spend all our life's with the people we love. It’s a bitter reality
we gotta face. Sometimes we gotta move on, get away from them however much we
dislike it. Mum, this is for you. I wrote it when I was 17, and still remains
unchanged as it sounds still fresh in my mind.)

Twilight delight

The moon has risen again this twilight
Look, its shining up the sky so bright
Its rays eating up the dark veil of the night
And showering the land with its so tender light.

Oh, you remind me of great moments and so tender memories,
As I sit here, gazing under the shadows of your rays,
Watching you rule over the stars scattered across the sky
Like shards of broken glass.

How it gladdens me this night, to see you looking so well
Dear, and how its inspires my heart, I cannot tell
I can only send the wind with a kiss up above
So, sweet maiden goodbye, and goodnight my love.

(That day we stood out in the bright light of the night and watched the moon
together: Ali Merjik. That dude who inspired me to jot this down. What a
pleasure and honor it was for God to have to bring you around for the few
months we got to know each other. Expensive glass souvenirs remind people of
their beloved ones. Pictures on the walls bring back memories in many
people’s hearts. This poem here that I wrote reminds me of you-)

The name of the game

How is it girl,
That Today you’re mine,
But Tomorrow you’re gone.
Now your sweet lovely precious angel,
Tomorrow just another scary devil.
From something you love and adore,
To extremely nothing at all.
Today am your one and only,
Tomorrow you leave me weary and lonely.
Tell me how is it girl,
That when we kiss you promise me forever,
Then tomorrow you’re with another.
The next time you treat me like a stranger.
You take me From a prince to just pieces.
But Girl I struggle to give you my all,
I just wanted to know,
Because every voice has its flow,
Then every game has its name.
Hit and run,
Is that the name of the game?

(a motor cyclist hits a pedestrian and runs away to get away from the danger
and the blame. There are people who come into our lives to use us, and then
just run away coz they don’t want to be associated with us. We should detect
and keep away from these kind of people.)

Changes

I had Diana, Winnie and Lydia
But Pamela was still in the picture
Maybe I don’t like one color,
So I chose to go for a mixture

I grazed n touched here and there
That’s what it means to be real true player.
But a man gotta stand somewhere.
Change is like rest,

It pays to concentrate.
To appreciate and cherish what you get.
You may get the best but never the perfect.
So you better settle before its too late.

Dear Momma...

If one day you woke up,
and don't see me around no more,
don't worry, am safe and whole.
Am out here seeking and toiling
and one day while you're there grieving,
i will knock at your door,
there i will bring it all,
all the glory back in your torn life
I know its been hard and tough,
But I will repay all those years of grief.
All the hurdles you say me through.
The many sacrifices, the things you had to do.
Believe and take these words from me.
One day, one time it will be.

(Everybody likes their mums. That’s not enough! Am a proud son and I give her
the whole dose unconditionally-I love my mum. I fate will keep me around long
enough to prove my words.)

The next level...

We bend our knees to pray,
but i bend mine to beg.
Dear, would you be offended,
If I asked to be more than your friend.
Its hard, but I hope you understand;
That Sometimes we take, sometimes we give.
Sometimes we like, and sometimes we love.
I love your ways and I adore your smile,
Am down on my knee asking this favor girl,
Can we take this to the next level?

The other man.

Who was it girl,
that took the smile, when it was almost a laugh,
a minute too soon,
before the spark became a flame.
Who was it that stole the beauty of it,
made it look like it no longer works.
Tell me who was it,
that turned the heart of an innocent calf,
to that of a rebellious wolve?
Who was it,
that came along and put the dreams we had on hold?
Who was it that took it away,
chopped our dreams right on the bud,
suddenly made you turn round?
From the top right to the grave,
From a king to just nothing.
who was it that came along,
Took the place in your heart where I belong?
That all you want now is for me to pack and leave,
a heart full of sorrow and grieve.
Tell who was it girl,
that took the only love of my life?
(Life takes us through many things. Like a ride on a thousand mile journey on a horse
cart. Sometimes we meet mountains, and at others we encounter valleys. But the hardest
thing to face in life is seeing the person you love loving somebody else.)

Friends.

Friends are like a jigsaw puzzle;
connected and dependent on each other,
and if you lose one piece,
the rest of it won't work.
When I say you're my friend,
this is what i mean;
Part of me is made up of you.
I wanna be your your friend,
from now till the end.
Coz thats the least I can do.
As you read these words take a minute,
feel if you can find in your heart,
some little space to accommodate that.
You have all of me, no doubt,
But as i sit here i wonder
If you can spare just a little time,
to return this little favor.

(They laugh with us, the cry with us. They take us through the hot day, and via the cold
night. We drink and dine with
them. Sometimes we don't notice them, sometimes we ignore them. This little poem is
dedicated to all who help to
make it possible through all times in our lives; Our Dear

Hearts never cease to love

Monuments age and fall,
civilizations always crumble,
friends too, often come and go.
cheap promises are easily broken,
tears dry the pain in the sands of time.
Even Strong strings break loose.
smiles turn to frowns,t
wells even go dry, too.
Precious writings fade from the walls.
But Hearts never cease to love.