broken salvages!

The taste of pain is sour and bitter
The air is filled with fogs and bugs
The sound so blue yet shrill as the cry of a lost kid!
It was war and gory was the sight, humans fell like trees broken and beaten
The pang was felt as holes were bored by the pellets and bullets
All their hopes were shattered; dreams were injured and bodies were maimed!

It was such a war; graves were full and grief abounded
The church was meant to salvage, homes were suppose to keep but the refuge was broken!
Hatred and lust for gain caused the pains!
Children wept, birds flustered and bridges were broken!
Because the nation had failed, the peace was gone

When we fail to keep the peace, when we hearts lock the hatred, when men choose to war
Salvages are broken and torture unleashed
Salvages are broken thus tears will flow
Salvages are destroyed thus man is weak
Such it is when love is killed
The men fought for their lives but died like cows; some kings fell that others might rule

But peace was gone; peace aloof!
The smell was putrid, the land defiled
Then years came and passed, flowers grew over their graves, souls of the wicked and Innocent
Keep the salvage, keep the peace
sons of men!

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LIFE

Life is like a river, it flows, it flows and flows not a lake.. Along comes, along goes but to the same destiny all must end…life is like a stream sometimes slow sometimes fast along goes, along comes…along!

Dedicated to the “woman who left”

You’re there…

In the strangest of places, at the most awkward of moments
At the crossing, beyond the vanishing point in my world
Everywhere that seemed to be nowhere, every time there isn’t hope as it were
In my state of numbness, coldness and blindness
When everyone has turned their backs on me, when the piper’s tune sound shrill and blue
When the drummers have failed their rhythm, in the midst of lack and shame
When words and thoughts have failed me
When the eyes of the world watch in scornful and scoffing stare
Just then you begin to paint the best of my picture, the finest of art for me you make
The purest of love you show to me, the finest of wine you give me drink
The loveliest of robes you give me wear, just then, when my heart has failed or stopped
That’s the beauty of your love for me, that’s the price you pay for me
That’s the way you father me, when I go naked you cloth me
I find you in the reins of my soul and heart, I find you in the tiniest of details
When I run on the field of play, when I strum the strings or clasp my hands
You save me from the hurts therein, your mercy so tender and kind to me
I find you just everywhere and day
Counting the starts and the stops by the sea, how precious they are to me
If I make my bed in the deep, you are there when I awake from sleep, for day by day you have ordained
Written in your word before I came to into being
You are so close to me, like a shadow, lurks around, when I see it not, you are there when I awake from sleep
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I race to the ends of the earth, if I hide from the eyes of my own soul
You are there, very close and nigh my soul
Help me always to know and reckon
How precious I am to thee!

Dreams in a tunnel

It’s been three months in this cavernous tunnel, one so void and lifeless; yet I hear rock songs of the dead. I have groped endlessly and wondering where my exit would be…I thirst so much, I know beyond the spell-binding reverie,one over these months, is the fresh drink I crave.
Flickers of light run across at some points, in some corners, this keeps my hope alive to find the light, a world where Lucifer would be absent, where my fetish would wither and my thirst would be quenched.
Like a child believes a father,as a lovely as a blossom blossoms, as pure as the waters from the springs, like the precision of an eagles eye, so sure am I that I need to die in this place of wretch that I may soar across into firmaments of indescribable bliss.
A place where lust is dead but love alive!
How did I forget your love, how did I stain my garment,it does seem as scarlet?
This was not suppose be, we were meant to do eternity…
but I see hope across, please let me touch, feel, hold and caress you tonight…give me new dreams of the land ahead, where milk and honey flow.

Open this tunnel that I may run out and fly, let the bird be free! I want you now like never before. Enslave me master of all, cleanse my thoughts again and change my name.

blistered!

Sore and sad, blue and dull were the stars that did shine!
Even fettered hands were better, than free and blessed, beyond the curse She spat on me

My feet are hurt, my limbs are cut, unjustly done one may think
I am all alone in thoughts of you….

Not broken this time…but blistered and shattered
The worst of fears around and within, because I Chose a foe and a friend!

So blistered is my heart,so battered is my ego
As I heard fierce taboos, shot like missiles at me
Yes I failed the world may say,but who is He that hath no sin?
Who has failed to love someone across the miles!
And my heart’s blistered and bleeding
This friend is more,she’s just a foe !

Tears of a god!

Oh damn! I spilled the blood, I spilled the ink…
Now I trace with my fingers because what I feel is cold as steel in ice…
I’m numb to my teeth, in fear …in tremor…without an amour to defend my frailty
As in a mirror, I see my exterior portray this inferior; a function of an interior that knows so little!

I dare to curse the curse I face; I reach for the dangling threads from his garment, for to touch and hold
I make my head a foot stone…people hate my guts…
But blood was my pain…one I nursed daily, seeking justification
Little knew me of the death he’s died for me…
One of many years before ever I was, a testament written by a testator and an advocate
Even as I come in scarlet robes and a heart of manifold thorns and thistle, she screams and laps for my blood to be payment for an almost priceless debt, but you listen not to her but your own…
One I owed before I ever was or my parents were ….
It took a lion and a lamb to be sacrificed on wooden stakes at some place called Galilee
Now I have earned kingship and godliness, immortality beyond definition
All from the supreme and ultimate, awesome in wonder yet peaceful and kind
Kinder and richer for mercy and truth surround and emanate from his majestic gracefulness

Words do not allow me express my most felt love and hunger for your presence daily
Cold without you, warm only in your arms
Cuddled by your grace in times of need, loaded with benefits daily and eternal…
Take me there again for I grope in a dark cavern seeking just a taste of your blood, to quench my ceaseless thirst …
Illuminate me, renew me, recreate me, remake me, stay with me oh Lord of lords, God of gods…

Thank you because you see my every tear, my every thought you search and my pains you feel. The joy you give…
I love you and reverence your awesome wonder oh God of eternity and life!