If it were that easy to start over again, we wouldn’t be living this life how we live it; this way. Words are fancy. Life is hard. No matter what we do, what’s set to motion cannot be stopped. We can alter courses that’s all. So don’t talk about changing the past, don’t lament the…
What’s said shall be forgotten, What’s written shall fade; What’s heard is distorted, What’s known shall be wronged. When the pages go missing, when voices go unheard; there is noise and an abyss, you and I are lost.
My heart aches, my soul bleeds, of you, of your memories; look into my words and you’ll see Your absence is what triggers me. I beg you To Cure me of this ailment before it turns into a curse, end this misery, the poetry.
“Hang in there” they say. Little do they know that we’re hanging on to the edges of the wedges; we’re slowly losing our grip. That’s what we’ve been doing, bud. Thanks. “It’s all in your hands. You have to change your life, don’t be a lousy ass! You’re just blaming it on people and the…
The papers were white, embodying the light, reflecting minds; The thoughts were dark, like shadows lurking behind; Words were rainbow; in those colours hides our life.
I am a liar. A liar who seeks truth in a world of marionettes wired to societal archetypes. A masked crusader hiding behind his face, transcending masquerades. I am stubborn. A man vocal about his opinions, standing his ground against stereotypical perspectives and religious conservatism. I am a coward. Agitated by judgemental eyes and voices,…
Do you see tears? Do you see blood? Do you sense fears? Do you smell death? Words are how I bleed, through these words I cry, In these Words I lie, long after I die.
You may die, I may perish; Memories fade and People forget to cry For you, for love; But we live, We stand tall; As long as I’m here, As long as I write; For until my time is done, Everyday is forever, Every minute, A lifetime.
I gave your life a meaning, you say? Fuck that ‘cuz I can’t even give meaning to my words.
Will you talk to my eyes? Can you see through my words? Can I soak in your waters? And drown in your light? Do you hear my silence? Can you touch my pain? Can you smell my fears? And end it all again?
You say I’m in darkness And I need light? But my words Are my saviour And pain makes me write.
Goodbyes never hurt; It’s the words that were hidden, Hopes lost, And voices that went unheard.
I see A voice behind your voice Words beneath your words Waiting to be heard Wanting to be freed
Forged by red, Molded by the sun, It was you who won me. Your words ignite the burn. In collaboration with Stephanie Roath
“Life is strange” Said my father, “Every man you already know is still a stranger, even to himself.”
Without you My love, words Are mere scars on paper
When the waves flow Into the dark And the night hides Behind the stars I set sail Towards horizon Following the map With location marked Along came a cyclone Ripping off the mast I hear the skies roar Like it’s the God’s wrath “It’s not easy, son To find your destiny Neither is it far…
There’s this place I know Beyond feelings and emotions Between tears and smiles Sealed inside the heart Sprawling into the mind That’s where I hide, My friend, In my words that keep me alive Long after I die
If All it takes is a word To break us apart I’d rather be mute And have a place in your heart