Recollecting Fortress
In times when memories are collated in a safe place, a fortress of memories.
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I'll just wait for a while
While you drown in a sōliloquium of denial
Tucked away inside my fortress of memories
Walls of a vault crowded with vivid imagery
Soft, driven, harsh and mad, like some new language
I see a life, and it’s people, profoundly called bondage
Far away from materialistics
Like a deer
Prone to wound
For jests can be feigned for the living
A tiger, a bush, cloaking
You stay in my fortress, bolted
Victimise myself as I see it all manifested
Maybe I’ll just linger here for a while
Not to touch but to take, maybe it isn’t mine
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Uncertain times
As we face today (2020).
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Tragedy strikes in the land of the terrified
Someone knocked, in a weather too fair
Unknown guest, a resident, soul stood petrified
The walls have seen two souls and an heir
Furious, walking around a house rarely visited before
And days go by, stranded in rooms, impossible is the porch
Thoughts gather in time, maybe out of season
This time, unresolved pasts linger with conditioned reasons
Breaths feel like sardonic whispers in the halted air
Deaths are rising with panic infused boredom within confined layers
Idealistic thoughts can only so much help you foresee
Cloud'd, unc'rtain thoughts questioneth me, to be or not to be
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Fearing freedom
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Every day I live, I fear death
Living the life of purpose with no freedom
I try to join the army among them
It’s a life to live they told me the saviours taught
Have the heart of a giant after you’ve fought
I live, I die, and death not ends it
Here I live every day, I dear death
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Blessed Friend
To welcome a new friend like an old one
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Death my old friend
Death, my guardian angel
Take me away from this reproached sanctum
Guide me to a new era of waxed candles
Flames burn low
Mornings reflect gold
I looked over you in times of stress
Bless me as I come to you bearing gifts
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Mind Over Matter
A wait for salvation
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Mind over matter
Triumphant
Fearless
He walks away without a frown
Stood tall in front of a crowd eagerly waiting
A saviour in the land of freedom
The crowd hungry, waiting for food and salvation
Damnation
Creatures of the land looking up to a figure, godlike
Greeting an ancient crucifix
Fearful of death, fearless of heartache and pain
Have we made it so far, structure of glue and tar
Shattered across time, we wait for him
His freedom of the real and reality
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Tenants
What of the world we call our own, it never has been.
Welcome to a land of sparrows, sheep and snow leopards
We invite you to a holy place where we live and kill to procreate
They let us in sardonically into their sanctum, we the shepherds
We walk in to take over their kingdom divine as if it were desolate.
Strategise our advantage, let’s kill one another over disputes and heartache
We survive in a taken land, with pride and honour,
Over boundaries that never existed, slowly killing ourselves with hate
Faded Emotion
When there’s no reason to, but you have got to
Why can’t I love you
Till the end of time, to days when I need you
Cause you make me shy
Cause you make me smile
You make me fly
You get me high
Like two birds in sheets of time
Like a peacock in the clouded sunny sky
Dancing till the end of time, to days I find you
Why can’t I now see you
We can jump in a puddle of joy
We can love, love, love and love
Let us love, dim the lights, time is not enough
Forget/Forgive
Do you raise your questions?
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Are you a part of the vast reality
A place you need with open eyes and dignity
Let yourself chase a place of wisdom and freedom
That new place, a dry one, with only coyotes singing in the land
Let me take you there and feel the losses of mankind myths and the gods
Just forget sorrow you feel and be lost while you feel free in hand
Chase a new myth, one that takes you away, makes you a different soul, while you forget the forgiveness of the lords
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Miscalculations
When thoughts seem unmatched with reasons, decisions and the conclusions.
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Let’s dissolve a past we lived together
The music helps it flow and circle perimeters unattainable but fine
It’s the sound of the liquid gushing and oozing, forming miracles of its own feather
Soft, mild, warm and high, feeling of your flesh against mine
A feeling we share, like the greens in the divine garden, a garden not for the legions
Let’s resolve that past, together, create a region, new seasons, based on our hopeless miscalculated reasons
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River of Sorrow
A letter seeking permission to go down into sorrow(river)
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Have you allowed me to step into the river’s moonlit glow
Let me step away from the kingdom, freedom and dreams infinite
Dive into the water, like common gulls for fresh, meaty treats
Or like the common gulls hovering over urban wastelands, feigned feasts definite
Close to the water, a river blue, walking down to the glow
Have you allowed me to step into the river, to the river of sorrow
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Weary Memory
It was one hot summer afternoon in the year full of unrest
Walking in the sun was hard, a walk needed to calm the heavy chest
I had just met someone with a past, dark and full of fumes
Yet she felt like victory, satisfactory, a feeling of melodious tunes
The heat was a distraction from my feelings, felt so fast
The sun was just evilly smiling, for I felt disturbed by her past
She felt ashamed really, of her past so wild and soar
All I could see was her hair fall smoothly, as her feet were trembling on the floor
A gush of wind took me back in time, to a time where I was alone
It was then I felt the need to turn back and walk the mile again, a mile was difficult and long
I was wrong to think that her past was horrid, that I ran, lest I fall
Not two thoughts could make up for the aberrated scene I caused
Spoke about a time that was gone in the past and flames fiery
The flames were out now, clouds flew by and past was memories, memories are now old and weary
Locked Away
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Still remember the good old days in some little ways
How sweating the sun felt refreshed, how gentle were mother’s breasts
It was all yesterday when we used to walk the grassy land, feet in sand
Walked many a mile, here we stand, with Apartments in place trees, car fumes breeze, a boy, young, screams
Terror on face his, all was lost in the mist, felt his pain, he didn’t know rage, knees went weak in his cage
Had a life to live, a father to follow, lost his will, he was hollow
We still believed in the good old days that we remember in little ways
We still remember the confusion back in those days, where it was warm in many ways
A child was lost in the crowd as he did shout
Voice that went further for his age, yet it couldn’t leave his cage
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Coffee in a Whiskey Glass
How one waits for their romance to return, eagerly, sadly, sleeplessly. Their insecurities and thoughts in this patriarchal society.
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As I sit here with coffee in a whiskey glass
Hoping for the time spent apart to roll and pass
Hoping for my wait, the walk through a forest with smoking grass
Patriarchy, the man, running wild, for a prey, not in the distant mile
Seek for a you, a version of you, maybe you
Their drools swamp the ground as I wait and search, yet not found
This day you told me, you’d return
Now it feels like a maybe, with that sun turn
I sit awake at night, waiting for you to knock on the door
I could find an island in your arms, poetry in your eyes and I sit here in pain hoping not for a lullaby
It’s hard to numb the weight of my eyes, same feeling when I’m mesmerised
Race to the door, please, as fast, as I sit here sipping my coffee in a whiskey glass
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