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

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.

My Jewel, My Pride

Guarded earnestly by swords of steel
Like a door beneath the seal
My Jewel, my fortune to treasure
Unflinching to the whims of lustful pleasure
Young and free as the air
Wild and unaware
Of the evil that lurks in the dark
Unwilling to be taken aback
I crave for adventure
But I was taught to resist temptation
To stand firm for what is right

Designed with a pure heart
Made in his image and likeness
My incorruptible heart will not compromise
To offer my most intimate embrace
My virginity, my pride
The wonder of my world
That has not yet been explored
I'm determined to keep this treasure of mine
For my body is God's temple

My wisdom of purity
Is foolishness to my peers
Sometimes I feel I'm left behind
But a gentle voice resonates from within
Telling me to hold on
This Jewel of mine will remain guarded
Until the ordained time
When I shall look into the eyes of my other half
And make the vow
The only one who fills my heart with bliss
Who will fulfill my desires
But until then, My Jewel will be unknown to humanity

Melody in the dark

Another long night of sleeplessness
Rolling from side to side
Peering the cold and dark room
Under my blanket I hide

The room is in perfect silence
But for the ticking clock
And the whirling blades of the fan
The night wind crushes against my window

Lying on my bed
Watching the night roll by
A million thoughts in my head
Kissing the day goodbye

Cool romantic music playing
Felt in every cranny of the room
Softly piercing into my spirit
Pleasant to the ears

As I meditate on the lyrics
I find comfort in the room's dark silence
I search my soul deeply
Forming a clear visual picture in my mind
Hoping to find answers

My mind is at unalloyed peace
Deriving pleasure from every musical note.
Music of such magnitude
Creates a perfect atmosphere for solitude
I have found solace in this silent melody.
It rocked me gently to sleep
As I went down, into the deep

Success

The Road that leads to success is rough
A path designed for the tough
After succeeding, the struggles are a memory
A story to tell tomorrow
Although the experience is terrible
It reminds us of how faithful we have been
To the course of succeeding
And the purpose of excelling
The sacrifices we made
And the prices we paid
We cannot but look to the hills
With hope and expectation
Hard work and steadfastness are the pills
That eradicates failure
When success comes, we smile
A happy feeling of fulfillment
We would never get to our destination
If we never embarked on a journey
A journey that determines
Our reason for living
And course of existence

To get what we need
We must bleed
To the warning, heed
Sow the seed
In order to succeed

Time

Irreversible constant motion
The Ultimate healer of every wound
Time used is a memory
Time being used is an experience
And time unused is the future.
The reason for ageing
Our close, distant friend
that owes no explanation
for passing by without notice,
Slowly turning our dark hair grey
As we watch our life gradually decay.

The hands of the clock strikes continually
As the future is brought to our doorstep
The last minute becomes history
And history is soon forgotten.
Although we cannot stop time
we can make the best use of it
Time gives us hope of a better future
as darkness slowly becomes morning
or remorse for a terrible past
as we realise it has caused irrevocable damage

It is prudent to ply this seemingly endless journey with caution
Because our close, distant friend is not friendly
Sometimes we want time to move twice as fast
Because we're trying to overcome a difficult situation
or we never want it to end
Because we're enjoying every minute of it
Make wise use of this abundantly scarce commodity TIME

The Idle Mind

An Idle mind, the Devil's workshop
Bringing you to the Last Bus stop
The state of being Unengaged
Jobless and receiving no wage
An extreme feeling of boredom
Perfect for the Obtrusion of Temptation
As creepy thoughts gradually crawl in

Maria is in the Kitchen doing the dishes
She can't do better coz she is a housewife
"I wanna work in a Company" she wishes
She craves for more, she needs a better life.
A knock at the door calls her attention
A man walks in to fix the Television
An embodiment of handsomeness
Maria fancies him
One thing leads to another
Some Minutes later John steps into his house
and finds another man in bed with his spouse

Benny had graduated from school
He was always home when everyone went to work
Helpless and lonely, he wandered like a fool
In his boredom someone knocked on the door
Its Benny's school friend Buck
"Benny could you please accompany me to somewhere"
This meant freedom from loneliness he could not bear
They walked through the streets
Under the scorching sun
Suddenly Buck tells him to get into the car
Benny could not tell whose car it was.
Mommy gets back home and can't find Benny
She asks the neighbours about her sonny
She sits for a glass of Juice
As she sees her boy on the 7 o clock news
Benny was charged for snatching a car
He never knew the Police wasn't so far.

If Maria had a job, she would never have gone astray
If Benny was engaged, he would never have gone with Buck
Although they all appeared to be Victims of circumstance
Their minds was idle.
They were manipulated like Chess pieces by the Devil himself
Because their Idle Minds became his workshop

Beauty Without Brains

An exquisite Catwalk
on beautiful high heels
Taking every step one by one
on beautiful streets,
Walking with boldness
As she passes, all heads turn
To stare at this fair skinned damsel
She’s the definition of beauty
The culmination of fairness
A creature specially created
She’s probably been overrated
She drives men insane
But she’s a Beauty Without Brains

She uses her natural decorations
To commit numerous abominations
The things she does in the dark
Always shows on her back
Beauty without brains
If only she knew the pains
Her mother went through
Maybe she’d change.
A young charming figure
who boasts of her looks
But cannot figure
what is written in books.
A beauty to behold
So young and bold
She dresses in expensive wears
But has nothing upstairs
She has to walk the right lane
Because she’s a beauty without brains

No place like home.

I have searched everywhere in the world
but no place gives me joy like home.
Home may not neccesarily mean the house you live in
but wherever you come from is your home.
a whole lot of people have gone out of home,
and have decided not to come back,
perhaps they feel there is more they can get outside.
But if you would never have chances of making it in your home,
then God would never have given you such a home.
there is freedom, joy and a sense of belonging we feel,
when we are at home, because there is no place like home
East or west, Home is the Best.
All those who have left their motherland should return
for the greener pastures lie at home.

It is morning at last

Sometimes life gets so hard
that we think such problems do not have an end
Burdens, Worries and troubles started somewhere
and they will definitely have their end.
The night may be dark, fearful, long and silent
but the morning will definitely come with joy.
It is so bright, beautiful and Blissful.
the fact that freedom, joy or justice is delayed
does not mean it will never come
it is just at your doorstep and giving up
will not be a good idea at that point
because you will have course to smile and say
"It is morning at last".