Yesterday political soldiers

Luxuries adorn the pleasure of their greed
power is all they need…
money is on top of their list,
Feed their big tummies with lies and deceit.
taken by surprise,doing as they please,
serve the people with empty promises,
They call themselves soldiers while they had no military background
They adore to be chased
They could do anything to get praised
Rest easy upon superficial beds made comfortable by another men sweat
Hide their greed through the lace of stupidity
Thinking that we cannot see their ulterior motives that lies behind their innocent smile
convinced people that there are the only token to get a good life, to survive
leading people to great suffering
wrap their gifts with cheap talk
Blind the passive minds like evil guardians
People’s support compensated with the scent of their charm
Kept in spellbound of hallucinations
cheerfully listening to the sad melodies created by the cries of the people
Elevating thoughts of anger and hatred
they are talented liars
using people lives as lottery tickets,taking chances
forgetting that the sea waves do not float in one direction
beneath the sea lies the unknown
No man can anticipate
Yesterday political soldiers,
Pleasure seekers,corrupted minds
Hungry for power
Be careful not to get their disease
it is very contagious.

Racial Battle

Do not use the color of my skin as a justification of your claims,
Your claims lack empirical/scientific evidence,
there are bestowed with the forces of non existence
Identification perpetuate human segregation
I am what I am.You are what you are…
our differences lies behind the veil of individuating information,
The prejudice and stereotypes we pose to out-groups has no fundamental causation
We cannot allow our social norms to constitute our final conclusion
Give yourself time to learn and experience my culture before making assumptions,
What you think I am… is beyond the language I speak,the clothes I wear and the lifestyle I live
Why do we allow hostile,superficial stereotypes to blind us
The issue of race had put us in little boxes,
Limiting us not to see the bigger picture,
Let us give ourselves time to dig deeper
We would be surprise of what we will find…
Wisdom is a treasure which takes time to be extracted from the core surface of the Earth,
Together,we can live in harmony
End this racial battle
but this will be achieved only if we see others as equal human beings
though our historical,geographic and backgrounds are different.

They come with guns

They come with guns
loaded with bullets of evil intelligence,
Condemning our minds with the non-existence,
assumed to give us the life we are striving for…
Who are this people?
Making us forget our roots
shooting our brothers and sisters with their stupid ideas,
Dissolving our self-knowledge with hypnotic perceptions,
Promised us to give everlasting redemption,
Praise the Gods to give us salvation,
Loss of identity keeping us off track.
Blindfolded with the misconception of freedom
Confusion consume us,
Subconsciously living our soul bare,
Feed our emotional hunger with care,
They curse us through their breath
Their guns had robbed our integrity as a nation,
Giving us sedative pills to keep calm,
Destroying the sacredness that moves through our veins,
Killing our bloodline with their irresistible temptations
Our fabrication being ripped,tainted with their ideologies
Leaving unhealed wounds in our hearts,
Language becomes a barrier of voicing our views
We become puppets of the one we consider to be superior,
The curious mind being preoccupied with limitless questions,
Wondering about the end of battle,
the end of agony
the beginning of a journey filled with thorns
barefooted…feeling fearless to take that turn to the wilderness surrounded by vultures
the cruelty shown on their faces
shall give us peaceful dreams as we sleep on our bed
covered with the blanket of our success,
therefore freedom will not be our wish but definitely our accomplishment.

Sleepless City

A flux of people going up about the street,
leaving behind the warmth of their bed sheet
searching for opportunities that will make their dream real,
feeling reluctant to standstill
something needs to be done,
a mission to complete.
Pave their way to reach the highest level of the ladder,
though the body is exhausted to carry one
but the soul feel oblige to achieve the goal of their misery
the fruit of their labour doesn’t come cheap,
it pays the bill,
working endlessly is a promise they willing to keep
the sweetest results of their action shall help them feed their hunger filled with greed.
They carry on like a strong human living machine,
Ensuring that they get everything they need.
They bow down to the same KING
A king which suck them dry their last penny,
Giving them false hope to salvation.
A drug given to increase their devastation,
A price paid for their misconception
A decision made with false information.

Behind closed doors

tears are drowning a broken hearted girl,
Wishing none of this could happen
A pain of a grown up man,
makes her heart oozes,pumping the blood filled with despair,
then she remembers that there’s more to life.
Pain comes and go
she need to cherish that tomorrow is a new day.

Behind closed doors
a woman is beaten up
by a man who claims to love her much
Yet he communicate using his hands
Hoping she will understand,
a sense of happiness had been taken away from her
living with a beast that fails to be a good man.
Blaming her for his shortcomings,
taking her to a guilt trip everytime she wants to run away,
Feeling obligated that living with this man will keep him alive.
The love that brought them together had already died.
there’s no hope in living her life in disguise,
Feeding the curious/suspicious mind with lies.
One day the beast will not take away her peace
even her life is at stake.

Behind closed doors
A family dine in deceit,
eating the food filled with shame
secrets fill their drinks,
showing the world a picture of a perfect family,
away form the curious eyes…
they sleep peacefully with their bitterness,
Everyone is in battle.
Armoured with a lack of trust,
moving forward to retain victory,
while their brothers and sisters are left behind.
Luxuries shall grant them affection and compassion.

Behind closed doors
The leader of broken promises
sail beyond the ocean filled with fortune
Exchanging ideas about how to suck the blood from the weak.
Feeding their hunger of greed with poisonous ideas that increases their desires,
Unequal laws shattered their dreams,
waking from a nightmare caused by the existence of the cruel man.
A man who claims to be a good friend,
telling you what you want to hear,
using you to climb high on the ladder,
Laughing behind your back
celebrating his victory without acknowledging your helping hands,
a greedy heart never shared anything with his brother

Dilemma

It’s never wise to reshuffle thoughts
Causing displacement,confusion of some sort
losing the virtue of understanding
craving to taste the fruit of high expectations
For the mind to function accordingly…
processing cognitive dilemmas
make it quiet as it tends to scream out loud.
deal with the confusion on face value
Crudely anticipating ideas
diminishing all your fears
losing control over things you hold dear
yet you decide to die in silence
leaving your point unclear
making the next mission impossible to complete
enjoying the goodness of my own medicine
my shortcomings pulling me down
forgetting that the sun will rise
shine on me to light up my path
God…teach me not to rush
The dilemma troubles my mind
They exist to teach me a lesson about life
they should not cloud my thoughts

Power

The world is saturated with things we cannot control
The ideology of power is held by the law.
then who makes this laws?
loss of power is a terrible loss for all human kinds,
everyday we wish to sail through any challenges
Forgetting that our power comes with a standard,
Float above the ocean of our pain and sorrows,
Ensuring that everyman evaluate us as being strong.
Are you strong enough to carry all your burdens?
Are you made our of steel?
Are you unbreakable?
really you need to think about yourself
Being selfish van be a virtue of better understanding
stop pretending and start acting.

Misunderstood

Strange as the world perceive you,
Your unquiness beg for question,
feed the world with false beliefs,
Thus you feel unsure about your normality.
shameless you are, my dear friend
Challenging the curious mind,
hide your confusion with your beautiful smile,
laugh at your own jokes,
Accepting your uniqueness.
feeling reluctant to take the passengers seat,
being in charge of the steering wheel,
forgive me Mr officer for driving recklessly,
i am not perfect but I am sure I will reach my destination just in time.
The map Im using is unreliable,
Fate will get me there.
my senses wont deceive me unless im dreaming.
Need no witness testimony to make my case strong,
I was there,I know every details.
Put yourself in my shoes
being controlled or put in a standard is never fun.
Please dont spoil my mood,
im better off without your ridiculous games.
your imagination is unlimited,
how can you wish for something you already have…
Our unfulfilled hearts introduce trouble,
we are misunderstood because we have alienated ourselves from this world.
We never felt like we belong anywhere…