A visit

We sat there in silence,
Eyes locked into each other.
Held captive by the intensity of lust found between us.
The fires that burns our clothing,leaving our bodies bare
Words clung to our mouths, remained unsaid.
Our bodies drowned into the stream of endless yearning.
Telling us to surrender to the heat that suffocate the room.
I began to question your intentions
Leaving the doors of disappointments and regrets open.
This journey we are about to take is very familiar
Tender kisses drawing us closer to the truth.
The truth that fails to restore our self-worth.
Our facade shall give us the chance to engage with our fantasies.
Leading us to taste the sweetness of lies we tell ourselves.
Experience the short-lived euphoria
We are broken souls;sinners and waiting for salvation.
Its a pity that you never intended to stay for long.
You are just another drifter,you feel much alive when you get lost.

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Stand Accused

Stand accused within the strangeness of my own skin,
Inflicted with troubling thought that sought to kill the sedate feeling locked inside,
Addicted to a pill that takes away my patience,
Standing in the pathway, waiting to attack the beast with sweet love pretence,
The pill sedate my soul with hostility
I stand accused in the middle of nowhere…
Locked within the iron cage with the pain I cannot bear,
Rest easy upon the realness of my scars hidden, trapped inside my heart.
He assume that I am fine with everything
His presence makes me cold and bitter,
He is playing a dangerous game with the devil
Though he is a God fearing man
Hope that his prayers protect his soul because he failed to honour his part of the deal,
The strangeness of my own being soothe the guilt trip which burden my serenity with heartache,
Voices that echoes within the night intend to keep me restless,
He carry on with his mission…attacking when I am vulnerable
Torturing my innocence with hostility.
Hatred is his closet friend
He is brutalised with pretence
Do you realised the damage you have done
You have sucked my free spirited soul so dry
Left me in the dark,
Battered with empty words
Felt useless and distance from reality.
His abiding indifference will help him find peace in his grave of infidelities
He claims he knows what I really need
Then again he is just a reckless player in a chess game
He allows his opponent to learn his next move,
He is foolish…its absurd to think that he can ne moral
Let his shortcomings flourish and comfort him through his unknown journey.
I stand accused of the crime I didn’t commit
Gave a defence which is entrenched with the truthfulness of his dealings
Yet the fear of challenging him scares me
Someone will get hurt when I start unpacking his luggage of secrecy
His true nature will remain unknown because I chose to die with his secrets
Let him get judged by his own God…not me

A gift and a curse

Yesterday is gone with its colourful memories,
All is left for us today is the coldness of the wind
Slowly torturing us like empty WORDS that are saturated wit dreadful desires,
Leaving our hearts with nothing but emptiness
given no opportunity to mend our broken hearts.
A lonely impulse of our lost dreams.
making us restless
Darkness crawling in, suffocating and domineering
Tortured by the shadows that live under our beds
Singing a sad song, drowned within the memento of our broken hearts.
Depicting a clustered memoir that leaves our hearts in so much bitterness.
Fighting a battle we do not understand,
a battle which exist only in the heart.
Having nothing to justify our assumptions
I wish I could turn back time
Make is standstill, allow me to climb over the mountain,
reach the peak
Scream out the pain that is locked inside
release this dreadful memory of you
travel beyond possibilities
Learn to embrace my imperfection
Forgive myself
Oh rescue me, my dear love
I am drowning in my own sorrows
I am feeling hallow
I have learnt my lesson
the experience is deeply wounded with hostility.
Giving me/showing me tough love
I could sense the harsh realities that I have unravelled
Disturbing memories that lock away the mind in the prison of selfish men
I thought I was helping you but I was hurting you.
Pushing you away whne I needed you the most
Cursed by confusion, doubtful thoughts
sunking me dry…leaving me thirsty for more.

Untold history

Time has pass, stars has fallen
The beautiful images of the sunset
Indoctrinated with the nature of the shattered dreams,
Lingering thoughts which stir the soul with great bitterness,
Deeply rooted with doubts,confusion,unpleasant thoughts which pushes humanity afar,
Accused of commiting a crime by just being different
Beginning to question their intelligence
Perceive their own brothers as enemies
Losing the essence of their deeply rooted culture
The sacredness of their culture being put on scale
Rated the lowest, classified as inferior
Who invited the beast to the feast?
He lacks the original cultural beliefs
His presence is surrounded by so much darkness
Tainted our purest minds with useless assumptions
Look where it got us…nowhere
Silence our kindness with foreign objects
Considered to nake our lives easier
Taking everything we owned
Yet he forgets that the scars will forever remain in our hearts and soul
Forever reminding us about our greatness
A remembrance which is engraved within our historical moments.
Our own stories.African stories
Let us sing the soung of peace
Forgive the wanderer(stranger) who sufferes fron a low self-esteem.
constantly seeking new ways to feed his appetite of being superior
Haunted by his own demons
Searching for a place to belong
Disturbed by unjustified beliefs
Do not laugh or mock another man foolishness
Kindly show him the right way as he was lost in the jungle surrounded by will animals.
Only his purest mind will save him.
His loss is not to be celebrated but to be used a learning experience
thus his courage deserve all the credit.

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