A Letter To a Friend

It has been a quarter of the lives we should live through. A sequence of seamless times, time easy, times rough. Maybe it had it all, from times to mention again and times to be not spoken of again. You’ve been there, you will. I’ve talked about worlds past and will. To being the closest thing to my best friend, you mind stepping those shoes. Why is it that you don’t see this in a new light? My pieces of conflict and complications occur because of you. I know it, I know you, I’ve spoken to you in silence. To have explored landmarks left on the world on big cities. Doesn’t it look exciting? You enjoy being part of memories. Don’t realise how you don’t remain in only one anymore, how you’ve denied yourself to keep distances casual.  How long would it be best for us to stay in a bubble of denial. Maybe let’s meet again and revisit ourselves. Maybe this time you realise how you’ve scheduling a memory of you in many moments. There’s always a lot of world to see maybe differently. From someone to someone after endless battles with denials buried, a leap of faith to not let down again. For time has gone, with things happy and unknown, but for a seemless reality now. What if this never fades out? 

Relighting Love

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I was not very far away from home

Street lights dysfunctional and black

Could see the porch at bay, coloured chrome

Nothing to see beyond the junction, lost track

Have I lost my way, issuing decrees blatant and sublime

A new avenue along these crooked walls, walls unaligned

Writings on these walls fill spaces in those psychedelic lines

Writings on the wall wandering, relic not lost for l’amour mine

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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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Childhood Promises

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For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild 

There was a promise to keep that I had now ignored for a while 

My promise to grow old and weary, yet not let that child in me die of ghosts today, this world so eerie

Those days went when they said time to grow up; or hadn’t come yet 

Lay there on the same field of green where now it’s hay the cows are fed 

Getting bruised was a business i attended daily, scars so deep, now I get them rarely 

There was school where classes I could miss none, same sanctuary where they taught fun

Stood there I, a boy, with a broken toy, no place for joy, and now I coy

A gem to those roses I called, call friends, spoken sadly cause it all comes to an end 

Sanctuary there were so many to find, arms of a man, woman’s lap, a hand, and now grind 

Boy who stood by the hay, gay, rejoice, who had a choice, the boy who blurred into his toys 

Dressed me up as she did her doll, when my age she was, my fairy, my mother all, 

I lay beneath the ground now, for me, it hasn’t been long now, 

Suited like the man I hoped I become, suited now to be relaxed, as I am gone 

Covered me with dust in all that coffin rust, so long to you, for now I rest 

A promise I ignored to keep and in the end broken, best kinds are the ones which are not chosen 

For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild, it was yesterday when I was a child 

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Taken Memories

Oh light of lights, holy and divine

Give me back the state, my kingdom ruling

Holy one, let me be guided by your magnificent shine

Bring me to a vault of recipes to sacrifice my deeds and dine

When you chose a world for me, so clear ‘n’ so right

Why put me in misery when it can be all alright

Clarity is what I chase, when I chase the demons away

Fortunate and fine, fortune and fame, chasing memories all day

Let me land onto the Grass in the field where my house lay, where lay my home

Lie on the grass where I put my pillow lay and willow dome

Run back in those lanes covered, dark and shadowed

Those lanes of my memory to have my mother in blood and a gun full of load

Taken me away from home, taken me away for better and good

Can’t I run back to a place full of food and events so clean

Place where my fists clenched with my sister mean

Took away that land, that piece, peace, my pillow, accurate

Lead me to a place, my place , pace,  with things, my things immaculate

My Prayer

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My heaven their Lord only asset I can afford 

Be mine for as long you will for as long as you exist 

All my meaning lies within 

All that meaning that you have taken

Question, why do you exist why do We exist 

Question that needn’t be answered, a mark that is meaningless? 

Profanity succumbs, why use the word need

Do you need, do we need and do I need

What do I need 

It is absurd when I talk about my existence 

Question, why do I exist

Is there a purpose, is there my purpose in this bright sunlit world 

To my heaven, my existence I say 

Shine bright, shine as much as you can 

Shine and take me, the white blind light 

The light that is divine, the light bright and heavenly 

Take me to that white blind light 

And with it, take all my thoughts and show me how it’s like 

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Life In A Tree

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Then you rest your head in the dark 

Feel the brush lines of the tree bark 

The tree in house garden you used to climb

Hang on the branches with dreams to grow tall and fine 

Run around in that garden no matter the sun, the fireball 

Play 7 tiles, blind man's bluff, and dodgeball 

When you run inside to have one of the mother's fresh limes

A leap to the sofa with the lemonade your mom made

Still, you sip on that with a piercing headache after wine 

Simpler days with fun, tv, and food to eat all the time 

Months ended with Sundays or family dinner nights

Months that end with weekdays and hangover sunlight

A tear in your eye as you pray to the Lord with belief and fear and faith 

Rewind a few years and your lord was the set of two, parenting, teaching and now gaining some weight 

The sunlight comes, you rub your eyes and see those tiny optical illusions 

Same were the ones when you questioned your humanness, your superpower delusions

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The blue-eyed boy

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Delightful was the weather, yet so cold 

Cozy and warm he sat, let mysteries unfold 

Moonlit window, blue outlined face his 

Features highlighted, shut were his eyelids 

Worlds of fantasy and things so wild 

Life happened to him, wasn't mild

As blue he was with the moonlight bright 

Tight his cheeks and wrinkled eyes 

A different story was told by the smile

Cold winds blew heading the north east mile

Sat there he on the couch, fire crackling

Reminiscing, he sat there warm and fulfilling 

Waiting for the dawn 

Soon enough, for him, another challenge was on

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Runaway Kingdom

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With violence and all those other feuds

When they are all that surround you

It is all just so glued 

Hard for you to even walk nude

Talking becomes a waste of time 

Even with the person who was sublime 

And all that is on the very weary mind 

Surrounded by the feuds and battles all the time

The memories are all just supposed to make sense

Of all the times that things were intense 

Thinking about it all, it's your wrists that clench 

Run back away is all that is left in the end

The walls that surround you with tunes so loud

You are just able to block away that crowd 

Some food, music and not to forget a beer 

Live alone and nothing left with fear

The quietness, bliss and the air so eerie 

No cares, fights or the slightest of worry

It is your kingdom to rule alone and no one else nearly

Who treat thy kingdom with fraud, battle or worry

In the very kingdom you found

You walk some many rounds

Rounds that cover a mile or so on the ground 

Yet you don't feel caged in the compound 

Nobody to worry or care for the farts you leave everywhere 

You feel the words getting lighter as your eyes get wider

Not as wide when you do something nasty in the shower  

When you imagine a waiting lover while you wear your trouser 

No food stolen from the kitchen so clean at night

Living alone, there is glory and much delight 

Walking back to same old feuds and fights

How pointless it seems compared to a lone movie night

Nobody to worry about or concern 

The dishes in the sink and the food undone

You should have done it, instead of the other fun

The blame is for you take with no place to run

You step away from all the feuds and fights now 

Living alone is your whole new life now

All parties are yours to handle and take 

Until the next morning when with regrets you wake or not to wake

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Memoir

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I strolled into the alleyways 

Where my father took me to Blake 

He showed me the 'garden of love' 

The garden where I grew up under his rays

Ran around in circles I

Stopped, just to my surprise 

Under my cap, stood my brother with mother

Hear now the church bells ring

With them, the poets sing

Sing along the glory rhyme 

And just going down the very line 

Saw a lady in white with a glass of wine 

Thought it to be a garden of love with Blake

Saw my sister with the wine at the lake 

They all had gathered in the wake

Mesmerised at that hazy sight of mine 

Stood by a crooked wall, I find 

How memories take us away 

How memories can never be taken away

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