The yellow from the sun
Had its own working ways
Burning skin, heating mind
Slapping hard to make sense
Of my incoming demise, so I rose
Full with my own words
A letter the preacher never had
That I had found,
Down in my pockets
With a pen, I brought to life
All I was to be
Red eyes, travel bound
While standing here
I had moved a thousand miles more
More than the planes could carry
Pass me the red eye
So I may see more clearly
Brighter than day
Thicker than the depths of night
Balanced to stand on plain sky
Elevating to meet the people of the sun
So please, pass me the red eyes of light.
Tag Archives: lit for morning
The Path to Free Things
These diamonds are free, the sign says
Working all day, thinking the sweat is enough
Smelling sick, mind pouring heat
Souls working hard, grind going long
Great wisdom driving through these holes
The caves, dead dreams
Lost dreams, are they not?
Next in line to wash these dirty dirt
Lord, drive away these peeping peps
Lord, these veins go through
Striking cords, hustle underneath
Hearty hearts, rotten food
Roasting beef, guess the axe goes deep
Crying for relief, blurry vision
Burning so long till the return of eternity
Eternity that speaks blackie black smoke
Signs that says, “Bury of all them coals”.
Another outlaw story without love
Bound to never be understood
But the mind reaches out saying,
“These diamonds don’t come cheap”
Yeah, yes
Already tanned, forever stained
Folded bodies, bundled power
Lower goes the number
Higher goes the saying
“Brother, brother
Ain’t we brothers no more?”
let the love die
Our distance closed
The aisle burning
The chapters folding
.
Building up to a crescendo of emptiness
Structures forming, residing sunshine
.
Filming moments of yesterday
A scene played too soon
A method of acting, they call it
.
Can we go back?
To when it felt right
When all we did was dance
Pouring laughter, lashing anger
Raw and free
Lucky ludo
.
Though we had shelter
The hunger we had
Was lost in the showers of monsoon
.
Heat to skin, lips to cheek
Breast to chest, hands to bare ass
.
The clear signs became dust
An end to us
Hearty emoticons to us
.
Right here in the dark
Mingling legs, scratching toes
Hoping the love never died in the theatre of dreams
.
So I guess it’s just another
Unresolved face to face
So fade babe,
Fade
Let the love die
