You either change to love or love to change
There is Love everywhere out here for the taking
And though your sad story's somewhat creepy and strange
You can find someone to pick up the pieces
I envy your breath while contemplating her kisses
Hear out of the diverse universe only she deserved to be your Mrs
She brought you the phantoms that Hurt
Yet she's still the one person you truly heart
You heart her so much that thoughts of her tear your eyes and drive you crazy
You see every moment by the mind even if your vision's a little hazy
She threw you in a pitch abyss of a daze
You have failed to climb out of cause you cannot find your way through the maze
So you just keep falling unceasingly into that abyss of despair
In hurtful vain because no matter how deep you go,an end ain't there
You were an idiot to trust a human with your soul
And guess what, bruised souls heal slow and sometimes never heal at all
Be glad though,you loved and unprecedentedly lost
And you still love that demon even when you know Hell's the cost

My mother taught me so much but one of the things
she didn't is how to lift my hand and wave or say goodbye
I don't know how to hoodwink the heart by a psychic lie
I was taught so much about treasuring people
and letting them in but nothing about letting go
about turning the back from the life shared
the moments of joy, the torments and the conundrums
I know how to seed friendship in the soils of my soul
but uprooting the attachment is impossible for the pain
I was taught how to smile at friends and to always cry to them
there's nowhere they said sometimes you have to disguise
the melancholy, secrets by only crying in the rain
I know so much about attraction but nothing about repulsion
everything about familiarity and none about expulsion
I don't know how to write those sadly sweet words of farewell
for there is nothing fair about leaving, nor does it feel well
I don't know ******* all the hope inside of a shared future
something about which I was never tutored
the optimism that we can live this close happily ever after
that we can still work out, marry or get married yet still share laughter
from the foolish ****** jokes in the absence of our kids
I loathe the direction to which this road seemingly leads
contrary to the one I envision, one where we still party all night
with a great cohesion that triumphs every argument and fight
I can't get myself to believe that we totally have no control
that the final was probably the last time I watch with my pals ball
or pop bottles and jump sky high to the rhythm of the city night
soaring with flooding passion like an eagle or a kite
I'm never saying goodbye, won't abide by that end
for I want to be the first to beat the odds of the rest of my life
I want to have this family even closer, each and every friend
to party, crack jokes, point out lasses till I find a wife
I want to be the first to say we were not all about class
that's why I'll always treat each one of you carefully like a glass
enough to keep me close to your heart even when continents apart
even when I happen to loudly do a stenchy ****
I want to weave this friendship as intricately as a mat
so that it may never be suffocated by any kind of dirt
so don't bother saying goodbye, don't do that
because I promise, something I seldom do
that each one of you pawpaws and rabbits will always be in my heart
it will never matter where we are or who we become
I'm ready for the sticks of destiny to hit the karma drum
I'm ready for whatever is waiting right ahead
but whatever it is, this friendship will count even after I'm dead
for the love I have for you is deeper than the deepest sea
you're most gorgeous of nature's my eyes will ever see
I'd pluck each of you a star to turn every wound into a scar
if I had the powers, I'd buy each one a chopper or a car
to enable us keep this thing going on till forever wherever that is
otherwise I'd turn around and never look back if it were that easy
I'd quickly write each one of you the best bittersweet poem saying goodbye
if I was certain in the process I wouldn't breakdown and cry
I'm not walking away, only foolish people walk away from family
after all the friendship which took us past the calculus waves
might be the shoulders we need to reach the future each of us craves
I stick to you all...you're a family anyone would wish to have
I choose where my heart is, I stick with the ones I love

Some people wait until there are no more phone calls
or texts buzzing in through the day and night
until there are no ears to listen and arms to embrace
until there are no more whispers and lips to kiss
to appreciate a presence of love in their life
some folks wait until there's no more breakfast on bed
or the golden smile like the orange orb
of the dawn in their wake to light up their day...
to appreciate the effort invested even in just wearing a smile...
Some people wait until they walk along
the beach then look back and see only two footprints
where there once flourished two pairs,
to know that all animals need four legs
even **** sapiens, and that’s why they were trusted with two more
Some folks wait until the rains come with a ravenous miasma to reminisce
that they once had more than a coat to keep away the biting chills
some people wait until their soul is midst winter
to acknowledge the warmth that darlings do bring
Some fellows wait until there's a thwarting loud silence
where the rhythm of another heartbeat
and nagging little arguments once occupied,
until music is just a miserable reminder of the beautiful yesterday
to realize that they didn't dance enough when they
had the opportunity to do so... Some people wait until
the antagonist has skipped to another story to
know that every hero needs their antagonist
and sometimes the antagonists are so simply because they are misunderstood...
Some people wait until fresh air rather than an aroma
of a carefully prepared recipe welcomes them home to
see that a House isn't Home, love is the home
as home is laughter at the dinner table
and there isn't a better meal than a big loaf of humor
shared between two cautiously weaved intricate souls made for each other,
folks wait until they are driving emptiness
a neglected anthropoid once tried to fill with
the air of romantic praise and or criticism of the skills on wheels
to realize that the escapade isn't the drive, but voyaging with our world
for most of the journeys we make are more about self-discovery
than they are about cosmic exploration…
Do not wait until it’s too late to appreciate the value
Your loved ones add to your life… Always appreciate love
When it’s given and in the same way, give love when it’s needed…

It's so hard for me to forgive lies...
They caused the winter in my soul...

Don't trade your life for another
Don't sell your brother or mother
time will surely come when the waves will be calm
Look at the skies soon they'll be clear
Ask the past, did you ever think that you'd be here
so take your time, talk to your heartbeat
maybe there's something your heart is trying to say
somebody once told me you don't need to kneel
even while running away you can always pray
running from the shadows of temptation
escaping the idle and misleading contemplation
look at the road ahead... don't dwell on the life you've led
those are costs gone, tariffs already paid
stop living like you're dead, start breathing instead
for you have a life time ahead,
you can change the view in front of you
it's never late albeit it seems like it's overdue
you can make it...just keep going endure the pain
to the light at the end of the tunnel, watch out for oncoming trains
every step you take is a step closer to your destination
learn to forget the past...it can't answer your questions

is it never
ends... The
wounds
may scar
atop but
the pain
underneath
remains
what those
that we think are healed do's
learn to live with that pain

You'd give up and I'd be sorry you quit
scotch and I'd apologize for the heat
Dump me, I'd be deeply sorry for falling
leave and I'd be sorry for the desolation
trapped in the rain I'd apologize for the storm
cut me and I'd be remorseful for bleeding
shoot me, I'd go on my knees for dying
You'd set me on fire and I'd apologize for burning,
throw me in the ocean, I'd be sorry for drowning...
That's how deep these emotions run,
you're closer than anyone's ever been to my heart
I swear, you'd leave and I'd apologize that we're apart
I'd apologize for a million things, my fault or not,
even for loving you, even if you've never felt the same...

I think no matter how distant we grow
no matter how far apart we go
no matter the success I achieve
or the length of life I live
no matter the many I meet
deeply fall in love with and admit
You will always be here, in my heart
no matter the amount of hurt.
No matter the many lonesome boulevards I walk
and the words I hear and those I talk
even when time comes to steal these memories away,
or heal the wounds and scars
I pray
she discerns the wounds and scars are stars
pointing me due north because
without the memories of our together am a lost cause
which is the absolute truth, you were my radar
and I can't move on for you were my bridge
that despite the number of bottles I empty
I just can't touch the sky; no quantity of liquor can get me high.
How can I without you? you were my stairs and ladder
without which my very reality is under siege…
You are my jailer, and only you have the keys to set me free.

It doesn't get any easier
if anything it gets busier...

Why sing for someone who despises your voice?
Why choose him who'll never respect your choice?
Why not give up after the many times you've tried him?'
Why not forget him,and be my Triduum?
Why waste the flooding love in your soul?
Why can't you see he was just a hard fall?
For all the caution from your peers through the years
Why won't you let a gentleman wipe your tears?
Why can't you accept that fighting for him is a lost cause?
Why do you choose to crash on his waves over a new course?
You say you can't free yourself from the heavy chains of Love
Why don't you believe It's something you can be free of?
Why can't you feel the concern in my heart beat?
Why not settle in my shade and let go the heat?

I have tried looking for it in the Church
But just lost it at the touch of the latch
Thought It's fish, by the hook I'd have a catch
Turns out It's an Eagle far from about to perch
I once found It's precious unclear trail
Which trail led me specifically nowhere
One moment it was, the other it wasn't here
I went out clubbing hoping to find my luck
And that proved love isn't a walk in the park
I scratched my mind hoping to get a reply
But in such affairs even the mind can't tell a lie
I thought with tomorrows come a new dawn
Each that came by did but leave me on my own
I searched in every path, every road,every village and town
Wandering, everyone took me for a clown
I explored the young and the old, the real and the tales told
But sunk deep in despair with nothing concrete to hold
I searched in the cracks through the broken walls
Trust me I did stretch my courage, had the *****
I tried to find it, like they said its easier using wallets
I hunted it down, with spears and mallets, guns and bullets
I looked everywhere, paying attention to the different faces
It was neither on my mind nor the streets I tore apart
Even prayer couldn’t bring it on miracle wings
I tried all options there are for we the beings
I didn't know the search starts within the Heart
That's why I was searching for love in the wrong places

The past
is like first love, we met and it was the most beautiful thing
it was as wonderful as listening to the nightingale sing
she was not so Angelic but her heart was as vast as the Pacific
in that I could not help but dig her like a farmer
she had a slightly long pointed nose like rays at sunrise
with tomorrow as the promising sky blue beauty in her shiny eyes
in some sense she was a definition of true innocence
trust was in the delicious taste of our first and my longest kiss
she was a treasure I would die for before time happened
and the globe beneath us shifted as I dared to blink
things changed since, the romance and innocence was lost
the promises were broken, wounded I bled
and the scars have remained, they are a ghost
from a life I want forgotten, a life that's dead
the past is my ex,no matter how bad I want her back
it can't happen, and thus I must date the present

The present is the girl I can't avoid
She is just my consolation in the period of hopeless oscillation sometimes she's beautiful and most times she's ugly
she's close to someone I'd marry but she isn't the one
for she is always on the move, tick by tick
with her ruby lips that are over spiced by lipstick of anxiety
I love her or I think I do simply because she feeds the ***** of my esteem
and wets my dry lips of despair with her tasteless kisses
I **** her ******* of opportunities like a hungry puppy
I totally enjoy the moment, I know she won't last forever
after all I have my future to work for and she's somewhere
at the end of the road waiting to lay eyes on me
she's so tired of waiting to meet her soulmate

The future is the lady of my dreams
we haven't met yet but my mind has a vivid picture of her
she has a soft light skin, straight organised white teeth of responsibility
and dimples of uncertainty that dig deeper whenever she smiles
she has the qualities of a mother to my children but she's currently
bedding wrong people (laziness) and getting hurt
albeit we haven't met, whatever I do has an effect on our life together
she is blinding bright like the midday sun,
with a pony tail of destiny hanging down her back
she loves children more than I do and is desperate to have some
she's an Angel and thinking she might fly back to Heaven scares me
she loves me and I love her more even if we don't know each other
and when I meet her, she'll be tired of getting hurt
and trusting wrong people, she will not trust me easily
but I'll steadily build the trust with my loving future
she's the only one who can make me forget the past with her beauty
but sometimes I fear that's just an imagination
and she is actually as ugly as the marabou stock
with a coerce voice that will make me hate hearing her talk
she might be as black as charcoal and scary as unemployment
I'm afraid she might even be a ****** from the countryside
who doesn't know what kissing is let alone making love*

that's the thing about life, the past is
an Ex, the present is a loveless consolation of an affair
and the future the perfect soulmate we're not quite sure will find their way here

Too afraid to let her know
Too deep to let it go.

A ‘times your chain's your freedom
Treasured freedom is your prison
You feel you want to hold on
It's the way you choose to move on
Your future could be in the past
Past catching your future rather fast
A dream turned to a nightmare
'Cause it’s **** big it does scare
Here was once your "wish I was there"
Your success was a whisper in a prayer
The uncertainty that kept them guessing
A curse turns out was a disguised blessing
I heard the path could be the obstacle
Hardship passed turns to a spectacle
Heard things that tend to make us cry
In Jan, in a year we laugh about or in July
Worst enemy was once the closest friend
Fighting wars to conceive peace is a trend
I hear every end is just another beginning
The race doesn't end but we are winning
Heart never rests, panic when it stops beating
We blend in trend, trust is for them cheating
Lust took to the stage, nobody applauded love
Those who lack losing the scant to those who have
Life's a death trap, them who care are loathed
The heartless are wrapped in care and clothed
The foolish are philosophical and wise
Probability's certain, no longer roll the dice
It's a game we ignore the rules to win
Since we're more sober after a taste of Gin
Sometimes the end justifies the means
Yet a ‘times the means justify the end

When will the war end
so that I can entomb these bones that were once a friend?
When will the final bullet fire
So that back to the serene that once was I can retire?
When will we say bye to anarchy for good
so that some of us instead of bombs on the scotched earth plant some food?
When will our people cease to cry
Rather than live in muffled sobs when their folk incongruously die?
When will these roundtable talks yield,
we have traumatised lives to piece together and crumbled homes to rebuild?
When will we finally understand that Muslim or Christian we are all humanity
and rather than fight, peace to weave a cosmic unity?
when will we finally illuminate the inhuman darkness
with love and oneness?
When will we change the violent trend,
when will the war end?

Wrecked in the stormy ocean of a love lost you were
the anchor that kept me from washing further off course
in that depth of dark despair you were a North Star in my sky
you understood my pain even if you arrived when my eyes were dry
for in the loud silence of depression you heard my cry
and made me feel special when I was all wound and scar...
it was the end of the road for me but then you came along
that's why I'd gladly be convicted if loving you is wrong.

There Is An Old Poet Called Bill
Who hid keys and thought remember he will!
and when he found, what it opened he forgot
He's kind, engaging and chats a lot...
That Good Old Poet Called Bill.

The waves have washed me far from where I belong
I think I can't remember who I was...
I will always be gone for so long
but time and again still find the shores...

When I meet the Sunset, I'll tell her
about how beautiful you pair looked
I'll apologise for all the time your
glowing eyes paled the full moon
I feel remorseful for ignoring the stars
for when we were together I preferred
to watch you from spotless to scars...
They need to come back, the sky
mourns their absence everyday
like I often do because of yours
I'm writing to the blossoms
especially the Roses in the rain,
they must think I hate their scent
yet I love it...I just couldn't smell it
whilst in your warm fragrant arms
even the road is hurt for she thought
all those promises of forever together
were hers, you seldom promised too.
The lawn's never stopped asking for
you...everyone misses, everyone thinks
you should have stayed a little longer
Bed still has your space kept & cold
The isles wonder why you won't walk
their even just one more time...
the curtains no longer glow in gold
even at dawn... everyone's in frown
& fed up of the excuses they're told
I'll have to apologise to my heart
for letting him think it'd found a mate
I'm to blame for trying to predict fate...
I've tried to wait a little longer for you
but it clearly seems you ain't coming
back...We all wish you could return...
Why does desire always have to burn?
I'll write to the ocean and tell her to expect
us no more... that tear was the last of you
the sad gaze you left me wearing was my goodbye
I'll write to the DJ continuum and tell him
I wish he could replay the music of out time together
for though short lived I'd give away this eternity
to relieve that brief moment that beats millenniums...
I'd choose you over life, because you gave me
what years before you couldn't find... peace
I'll never know the serene I found in your embrace
because I'll never give another as much trust
as I gave you... you were an Angel... you were paradise
I'll never forget that day... the tears in your eyes...
I'll never stop writing about us... we were
better than jack and Rose let alone Romeo and Juliet
We were better than the movies because
we were real... I wonder why we had to end
like movies and books... I wonder...**
*Yours truly...

Won't be here to always tell the story,
right?
that's why rather than feeling sorry,
I write...

Let me breathe
While my trills are firm
Let me sail
This ocean is seldom calm
Let me travel
Whilst there's mystery to unravel
Let me smile
I won't have these teeth forever
Let me chew cartilage
Toothless they'll be a sacrilege
Let me Love
someday my soul a heart won't have
Let me walk these miles
this strength can't endure till the end
To forever never say never
Let me trust
Whilst I have a friend
Let me flow with the stream
While I still can venture
Let me dream
Youth is a debencher
Let me speak
while the world trusts my tongue
Let me write
This talent is only while I do and young
Let me rhyme
while I have the time
Let me fall
While I still can get up
Let Morpheus call
while I still can wake up
**Let me dance
And shake what'll be but carrion and bones
Let me sing
While I still enjoy these songs
Let me fly
While my hopes still touch the sky
Let me laugh
I know Life can be tough
Let me shout
In the rains, preceding drought
Let me touch
While I still can feel
Live the moments
To make memories none will steal
But mostly let me give glory
For God never tires of writing my story

Scars are the hard times he's faced
I see the pain dripping down his chest
For all the time he stumbled& messed
He's  knelt down, prayed& confessed
He writes poems at night out his head
To inspire the living and the dead
For a life of waking to no tea or bread
Is one he knows so well, one he led
He wipes tears off everyone's face
And fills hearts and every empty place
Speak of comfort he gives without greed
Understanding cause he once was in need
He doesn't charge, he's not a skimmer
It's his dream, he's not just a dreamer
He's a sunshine with rays of promise
And out of all historic cities,craves venice

There Was A gorgeous lass in my Class
Whose dressing always outlined her ***, alas!
When she walked it was gracefully with ease
yet attracted glances like petals and bees
That enchanting lass in my class.

Some know everything and understand nothing about you
while others know nothing but understand everything about you.

And here I was thinking she's my happy ending...
the road of life has a funny way of suddenly bending.

She's been all between now and then
the only product between mind and pen
she's been the etched pleasure out of pain
the phantom time and again
but now here you are seated right at the centre
taking over the ink and content on the canvas
how did you go past the shields and manage to enter
how did you find the core, who gave you the campus?
she was the dark cloud that hovers overhead
the priceless yet killing ache
an infested wound in the million times I bled
she was the goodbye that was hard to take
*the only reality I knew,a bitter sweet true lie
until you came and taught me how to wave goodbye