Friday, 22 August 2014

Ol'Poetry of mine

Children Of The Soil

Stand I say! 
That puddle of self pity in which you wallow 
Is not the result of what you lack 
'Less you pay attention to the words you hear and not swallow 
The energy you ingest will reflect your inner being 
But you have to opt to whether you see this image in toilet water 
Or in mirrors that show your best features 

Walk I say! 
For those feet grip your path and keep to it 
Let your knees bend for your wants and needs 
Till your legs give in to the Rhode beneath 
Where you'll find minerals and mines you'll keep 

Run I say! 
For the distance you need travel is lengthy 
Take a breath when you must, 
But may your actions make your competitors eat your foot dust 
And when you reach your destination, gloat not and be just 
You're still a student of the path 

Grow I say! 
In mind, to have a better understanding of what you learn 
In body, let it work for you and what your heart yearns 
In spirit, to merge both the light and darkness within you, to be completely one with God 

Love I say! 
Love yourself and your fellow man 
Let your inner cup overflow in abundance 
Love your wife, mother and sister 
Love your husband, father and brother 
Love your allies and your enemies 
Love them all, help them all, teach them all 
Because without them, you cannot achieve your full potential 
And without you, they cannot achieve their full potential 
We are all people of the soil 
And in that, we are more than alike 
We are one.

Ol'Poetry of mine

Deep Within

Listen, hear, speak when spoken to
She's in the room alone
But the atmosphere feels like there's two or three more with her
When the sun sets she leaves the room and just watches...
As her hazel eyes watch it go down
Her hair shimmers in the skylight of red and orange rays
But to her beauty is just a concept conveid by the human heart
And mind used for nothing but attraction
Because she knows wat lies deep within
She portrays herself perfectly in the public eye
But she knows wat lies deep within
She lies with the sincererity of the truth
But she knows wat lies deep within
And as the southern wind wallows through the old oak trees
I turn and ask her why love what's hated and she smiled
And spoke as though the message came from the universe,
The answer lies deep within.

Ol'Poetry of mine

Love Errors

I can never die if my words live on 
Unless someday somebody scratches the name off my own gravestone
With a white or grey marker and a dark black stone 
It's a cole world out here, respect my tone... 
We're all amateurs in this life but claim to damage her 
She holds us by the balls everyday, that's just her character 
On to the next one, like the days on a calender 
She tells'em she loves'em but affection's just a game to her... 
My common sense is absent during her presence 
Sensing she brings shit to the table like asses or assonance 
I break her stance in order to take my chance 
So she won't make me open pandora's box with my hands 
I lay waste but she's too busy with her waist
A barren wasteland filled me with hate 
I walked back to the path I had walked passed
To crossed paths with destiny, the serial killer of fate.

Ol'Poetry of mine

Her Thoughts

Man its different from her perspective 
One choice, not many options are that selective 
Telling you she loves you without her sounding obsessive 
Is another mission on that long list of her objectives 
Now she's thinking that this nigger here's the one to keep 
'Cause when they met,he's the one that swept her off her feet 
But now they always fighting and no one admits defeat 
But one kiss would always turn a bitter situation sweet... 
But things change 
'Cause when she loves it brings pain 
With this pain it's real hard to stay sane 
That's why so many girls are walking with slit veins 
Killing all it's players turning this love to a death game 
But that's what happens you turn a spark into a big flame 
And let it burn until it backfires with a big shame.
So what's the point, she thought, if there's nothing left to gain.

Thursday, 21 August 2014

August

New Beginnings


Hello everyone. I know I've been gone for a while because of some unforeseen events in my life(none were bad in any way). In the last month I've learnt more than I have in my entire life. I think I've been more caught up with what I know rather than accepting life for the journey that it is. I have met some incredible people, who have broadened my mind to the extent that I questioned what I thought I knew  and realised that I have not learned or done anything that I was meant to do. If I felt that I am in the midst of doing something that was set out for me to do, then I realised that I had not done enough. That my dreams are miniature compare to the ones God has for me. This new knowledge showed me that living for whats right infront of me already, is a bad way to live and that envisioning a greater tomorrow through the eyes of Christ, is the only way to live. This, of course, has nothing to do with religion nor any other social statutes. I have learnt that believing in something greater than yourself will open you up to things you never thought existed or were possible. The idea of achieving and receiving more than I anticipated is amazing. I have always thought that I would be a writer, of music and literature, but I never thought that I would be so pulled in to the idea  of God so much that my heart beats faster every time He reveals something to me... neither did I think I would be able to write down what he has shown me but then again I realised that I still do not really understand the power that He has put within me and the only way to access this power is to look to him at all times through the eyes Christ. This meant that He has set me apart with the gift that he has given me, that what I can do with words is not something that was given to me for me but for His purpose. God loves with a love that can never be matched but it can mimicked through faith and belief in Christ through our own hearts and souls and minds. Now don't get me wrong, I am nowhere near where I want to be spiritually. In spirit I am still a child being nurtured with milk but I crave more from God, despite not being ready yet. I hope that His word will manifest in your lives just as much He has in mine and many more. Don't be afraid to swim against the current the world has set, otherwise you'll never see what you're truly meant to see.
Until next time.
Peace and Love.

Monday, 28 July 2014

Word Vomit

Mind Peace

I give out, a piece of mind
to add peace to your pierced mind
through spheres that nevermind
we mature fears on rumoured grapevines
ones that barrel whines and cries
hide beneath tears that torn fabrics would conceal
in time we lose, or times we've lost
and untimely losses cause more than a cost
so we slave away for the pot of greens we burn
and lay hungry night after night for the peace we yearn
or rather a piece of the beast we kill within
and die ourselves sin after sin
we still reside where flies walk and sharks fly
in water, and with each sip, we die
as though we were shot with poison tips, we still rise
like the sun, and in our horizon we decide
which is ground and which is sky.
       
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