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Sunday, June 21, 2009

Romantic Slaughter

You've been my reason
For joy and laughter
The reason to smile
And life's new chapter
The cause to be loved
And be happy ever after
To express affection
No matter the weather
By your side
I feel life getting better.
In your arms
the world I can conquer
You stuck close
just like a brother
And I wanted nothing
To put us asunder
We weren't dating
But were birds of a feather

My actions showed
that I loved no other
I guess you felt it
coz you loved me better
But in the end
You weren't my lover.

Out of the blues
came another
Who's bent
on keeping you closer
I couldn't envy
a fellow brother
Just trying
to satisfy his hunger
And break a bond
that was getting stronger.
There's a sharp pain
in my bladder
As I watch
another brother
Slowly appear
to take my corner
Now I'm thinking
even in slumber
My favourite meal
cannot cure my hunger
My body is here
but my soul is yonder
Lost in trance
coz life is a blunder
You were my reason
For joy and laughter
But now
I can only wonder
How this love
could end in the gutter
Once again
I've become a hunter
Searching for love
and a new chapter
As I lay on my bed
sipping some water
I mourn my death
by ROMANTIC SLAUGHTER.

Today is my B'day

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posted by Oracle at 5:44 AM 3 Philosophical freeborns

Monday, April 20, 2009

Gloomy lights, Soothing Darkness

I recall my voyage through life
In a world brimming with strife
As I shuttle from the epoch of childhood
To this phase of adulthood
For the day's death
Is the night's birth

Walking through this valley of darkness
My mind sipping the sadness
This long awaited moment of my being
Demanding the majestic walk of a king
Has left me wishing to see life through a child's eyes
And flee from mankind's lies

I behold the light
But there is comfort in the darkness
The gift of sight
Has brought me nothing but madness
I am in love with this ignorance
To foolishly fulfil my youthful exuberance

Without fear of consequence
Or the constant obtrusion of my conscience
Striving to give my existence a definition
Taking strides with determination
Fulfilling imagination's desire
Poetry bringing words to inspire

I crave to return to childhood
When life felt extremely good
With nothing to worry about
And the world gave you no doubt
But now I'm a man
I need to do the things I can

I cannot but dream of my Gloomy lights and Soothing darkness

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posted by Oracle at 1:30 PM 6 Philosophical freeborns

Monday, February 16, 2009

My Destiny

Looking in the mirror,
Strange man looking back
Eyes filled with dreams,
Mind set to achieve greatness.
Can't identify the path of destiny
What does fate hold for me?


My philosophical nature bends me to life's wil
I've been here all my life but this place looks strange
I don't understand the rules governing the biosphere
The ever flowing blood in my veins
The free breath of air.
I know the destination but am alien to the path


There are many parts of me that remain a mystery
These eyes are hungry for adventure
My soul burns with desire
To be the greatest of my kind,
An empire under my control.


They all said it's not easy
My young heart is unaware of nature's danger
I will be what I'm destined to be.
Lord, I ask that you lead me in the path of my destiny
So I can familiarize with this stranger in the mirror.

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posted by Oracle at 11:56 AM 8 Philosophical freeborns

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

College Controversy

I recall my days of labour
As I toiled in dark hours
When spirits roam the earth
And mortals shuttle to dreamland.
The candle wax melted
And the lamp's oil dried
In a bid to acquiring college space,
The desire for discovery of my life's purpose
Felt the ache as I ascended every step.
Filled with hope
of fulfillment at the journey's end
I've reached the top
I levitate to the highest height
What do I feel? ...........................................NOTHING
I was unburdened and given a greater burden
The earth applauded my arrival
Into a world of drama,
A battlefield
Where soldiers defended only self
It's a fierce academic war, I must win
It's the University.

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posted by Oracle at 1:55 AM 9 Philosophical freeborns

Friday, October 24, 2008

Night worker


Sauntering through the streets
In dark corners
Waiting for redemption
Of sexual gratification
Every passer by looks like a client
They answer the call that was never made

Seeking human prey
Towing the sons of men into the fiery kingdom
Making sinners of men
For hell is never crowded

Giving their virtue for riches
The root of every evil known to humanity
At daylight, she's your next door good girl
In hours of darkness, the filthiest nubile creature

The treasure reserved for only one
Has become the national cake
No one therefore can claim the patent right
Of this wonder of nature

On the duty post, when Adam's breed lay asleep
Working in darkness,
A time reserved for the action of spiritual forces,
When the men of the underworld operate
And all despicable evil is executed

They are slaves of the fiend
Only the almighty can save his people from doom

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posted by Oracle at 3:10 AM 15 Philosophical freeborns

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Iniquity

Clad in the apparel of iniquity
Sin’s firm grip of my soul
Like a convicted felon
Clenched by the paws of melancholy

The dogged haul to the dark side
Pulling my mind
Magnetism almost beyond resistance
Blinding me to the ills of sin

Flesh gratifying exercise
Pleasure derived for a moment
Executed in an eye’s twinkle
Dissolves with enduring sorrow

Forsaken with guilt
Sorrow of great depth
Immaculate filth
Flowing, filling up my system

The almighty sits and watches
The fraternity with the enemy
His loving arms are spread open
To accept the lost sheep

Back at his feet
Accepted once again into the family
The light has shone again
I have found solace in righteousness

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posted by Oracle at 10:33 AM 14 Philosophical freeborns

Thursday, September 04, 2008

I miss you

As we glide through various phases
Of this seemingly endless tour called life
Our being stares challenges in the eyes
We become stronger with every hurdle we overcome
We age with every second that strikes
The oscillatory nature of humanity
Feeds us from the menu of boredom
Making life a dreary ride
But there are moments worth recalling
Moments spent in your presence
Where life’s meaning is but a dream
Every second is cherished to infinity
The senseless nothings that made me beam a smile
Your vivacity deflowering my gloomy lips

When I glance across my room
My shadow is my only company
Why am I tormented by visions of you?
Why do I feel that your appearance
Will be an antidote to my emptiness?
I am pierced deeply by the sting of your absence
The pain is insufferable
It amplifies my misery.
And my remnant only hopes for your return
I have nothing else to do
But sit still and keep missing you.

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posted by Oracle at 2:36 AM 15 Philosophical freeborns