Coded

It’s like counting days to b...doom,
Timekeeping,
So often, the clock becomes a threat
Life is a secret,
Gets complex with age
The complex, be fun
Only where solutions abound
Lies, synonymous to life
The truth, very fun to tell
If only to strangers
So, I take my time,
Much that I can code my lines
When nothing to hide is fear
That the stranger might be danger,
Just another ranger with a vengeance


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INDEPENDENCE

I don’t need a saviour
I need the salvation
Exploited for centuries, I’m toughened and scary
I was made to be a star but my light is barely shinning

Time has roughened me,
Greed has polished me

I call it pride so I take the strides
To pay the price I stake the strife
‘Cause it don’t matter which tribe I slice
At the end of the day I’ll still feel the strike

Don’t trim my wings I need to fly
Don’t tame my game I’m free and wild
Take your riches I need my freedom
I said my wishes I need compassion

Said I’d soar the clouds
Dreams was that Id paint the moon
There were nights that I slept cold
But the fear of failure landed me success

Motivations aren’t made to be polar
It’s only the benefits that count
Let the pressure remain but don’t let it take control
You have what it takes I’m often told
Relax your mind, let things run the course


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Lethargy

Veils of disappointments
Mists of gloom
Visions of eternity
Damnation in pursuit

Weaned of hope
Too tired to thrust
Marred by logic
The dearth of dreams

Wishing and missing
Retiring to mercy
More storms aroused
Still impervious, none-withstanding

To reach, akin to breaching-pass
I need fast, so I knead fast
Pulling the stops so I pitch not
Will reason stop me? I doubt one

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Eat my words

Been away from my page for a while. Not been lazy all together, I have just been working offline....a lot! My blog's is getting poetic by the day, it is not my intention. Its just that life has been a rhyme lately. It has affected my writing. This blog is just a stamp that my blog is not dormant. Things are still very much kicking in the background. The end will justify the means

I approach everyday now with a very high level of uncertainty. Life then becomes exciting and boring depending on what kindda surprise it has on its sleeves.

Been writing things that I can't post yet until it is polished and the copyrights are in place. Just came back from Langkawi, an island off the Malaysian/Thailand coast. Wanted to christen it a writing trip, drew inspiration there(had to run away from kl as it flapped me out) as I worked on a project for a friend's upcoming album . Tried to catch fun all the way too.

The trip has triggered my writing prowess...My journal gets scribbled on almost on a regular basis now. Want to be more than prepare when the time to hit the studio arrives. Vibes come and go, almost wasted when I dont get the means to document it as it births. Constantly looking channels to refine my diamonds so I can put it up for sales.

I am beginning to realise that I definitely have what it takes to eat my words....I mean that literally

Morn

Better days are here again
I could hear the birds sing
chipping about making merry
so heart skips
I am assured I can breathe

Yellow rays illunminate the sheets
the glorious sun peeps, then crawls in
ma hands run over a glowing face
a smile cracks through revealing brilliant enamel
how could things go wrong again?
I ask myself

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