Rhythm of my soul

These are the beats that make up my soul
Beats that are repeated over and over
Beats that make me who I am

The beats of excitement
Made up of semiquavers of joy, laughter and bliss
They sound like raga, crunk and techno
The downbeats of depression
Made up of semi bereves of sadness, tears and pain
They sound like blues, jazz and classical

The climaxing beats of care freeness
Made up of quavers and crotchets’ of kisses, desire and orgasm
They sound like rock, soul and RnB

The sweet beats of my origin
Made up of minims of passion, strength and infinity
They sound like afro fusion, genge, neo-soul and bongo

The art of self sabotage

Afraid of these feelings inside of you?
They swiftly pushed your soul to suicide
Now all that remains is a cold empty shell
Ghosts of memories passed succeed at isolating you
Smoothly evading questions, build towering walls...
They think that you’re a cold hearted freak
But the truth is that you are just afraid
Every time you feel something remotely human
Something that could grow into a lasting commitment
You conveniently find fault and end up sabotaging it
You dig deeper into the closet day and night
Till you find the skeletons that you have been keenly looking for
You swiftly rub the skeletons on their faces
Telling them that it just can’t work out between the two of you
That it’s not me…it’s you and your skeletons
Your ice cold nature is the only thing that protects you
It shields you from the brutal heart ache you once experienced
It’s just a simple case of once beaten twice shy
You seem to have taken the lesson to heart
Every glance at the mirror reminds you of the scars you carry
Drowning in the terror of rejection and neglect
All this fear has turned you into your worst enemy
The perpetrator of grim abandon and heart crushing.
Ultimately you lose. A coward never wins.

Heaven

What's all this talk about heaven!
Some yelling that you can only reach heaven through a certain religion!
Others screaming that they have rituals that will take you to heaven!
The rest just trying to make you buy your way into heaven! Ha!
Don't be fooled my friend! Don't be fooled!
I'm not God, nor I'm I an angel or a saint... But I know heaven
Its the place where time stands still and the only thing that matters is the rhythm of the earth
Its the place where the waterfalls,the wind and the sun collide to paint the rainbow gate that I'll sail through
Its the crystal clear lake at the top of the mountain of God,with flora that previously existed only in my fantasy!
Its watching the sunrise while sitting on the peak of a snow capped mountain that lies on the equator!
Its watching the flow of untamed water as you ride upon its wild waves hoping they don't betray you!
Its watching the stars and the moon as the creatures of the night sing their songs of love
Heaven is the place where:
The rhythm of the Earth meets the rhythm of your heart;
The shine of the sun meets the shine of your soul;
The glow of the moon meets the glow of your eyes;
The whispers of the wind meets the whispers of your desires;
The twinkling of the stars meet the twinkling of your memories...
Heaven is when the awesome soul of the universe embraces your passionate soul
Embraces you so tightly that you simply burst and merge with the universe
Thus you cease to be a man or a woman
All you know is endurance like no other
The collision of pain and pleasure that takes you to Ecstasy
The communion of all our souls with love that makes us hum-moan-drum-chant-murmur-whisper-sing-dance-scream our selves into paradise...
Heaven is looking into your blazing eyes on a cold day in July,reaching my arms around you to taste your sugarush lips and lose myself in your being...
Heaven is losing yourself in a little paradise down here; Its melting in your gaze, losing my breath in your kiss, drowning in your love and resurrecting in your embrace...

Sweet Misery

The cold darkness is upon me
So sleek and conniving is she
Creeping slowly yet skillfully into me
Hypnotize me with your gaze so magical
Let the madness swiftly sink in as I watch your hips sway black silk gown
Take my breath away when you lay your honey lips on to mine
Sugar coated death is what you deliver to me
There is nothing underneath your sweet tender tits;no heartbeat, no warmth
Just endless inches of cold-silent-smooth skin
I am lost and confused; how this creature from the land of the dead tastes so good and has a scent so sweet I can resist
You're no good for me; you feed on my blood and suck my soul dry
Yet I can't be without you- just like you cant be without me
So c'mon my faithful seducer
Drive me too insanity with your caress
Tighten you embrace so that I no longer feel a thing
Dig your claws in and fuel me with your pain and misery
You've grown into me;filled me with mist of the mind and frozen my heart in time
Now I too cease to be human; feelings and emotions are a thing of the past
Now we are one; for what is pain without pleasure
A misery so sweet, I can't be without it
Ever so close to me,my sweet misery
Come dance with me upon the silver moon
Lets ride upon the wind to wherever
Maybe take a dip in the middle of the sea and let its unforgiving waters wash away the blood stains from our bodies
Maybe I'll lay my once human lips upon yours and take you to paradise
Take my hand sweet misery;be my gateway to heaven
And lets see if the satisfaction doesn't draw a smile on your sweet venomous lips

a meditation on self

In my head,
Everything is everywhere...
Some times its a war-zone; my thoughts fighting and screaming...
The confusion, torture and agony;
should vs. Shouldn't,shall vs. Shant,will vs wont...
All struggling for the position of my final decision...


I like it when its a disco (in my head)...
all the thoughts,memories and wonders come to life...
They are mingling-knowing each other-having fun...
everyone's got drinks,they're all looking hot,they're dancing,chilling even making out...
i should tell you that the disco in my head only serves alcoholic drinks...gateway drugs are allowed...that explains why i remember crazy-random things...
At this point, I'm very indecisive-flirty even a tease; yes-no-maybe-i don't know-who cares...


Mostly i like to be in a trance...
Everything is calm,cool,serene-just perfect...at this time i do not argue,bitch,hate... i'm sane,scheming,highly organized and effective...
in a trance,i rule the world,i get away with crimes,i am dangerous...
In a trance-i operate at a gifted level...
The trance is the climax of my potential... It is where i love to bask...

A State Of Trance

Unwell,insane,twisted,outrageous,
Obsessed,possessed...possessed??
Maybe...wild?? Definitely...
I can relate to that word-wild!
Wild and free...

Sometimes in a semi-conscious state,
I can hardly feel the earth beneath my feet,
Creatures of the night hold me hostage:
Bites-bruises-scratches-memories in bits n pieces,
Time keeps playing tricks on me!
At times everything's moves at the speed of light,
Then there is a deceleration;
When everything is in slow motion,
Suddenly time stops!
Everything around me freezes...
I'm in a natural high.

Not even a combination of herbs,
Flavors and
Vaporized vodka
Can bring me to these heights!
Tis a wild hallucination
Where me and my visions become one
The words from my books come to life-
Images in my head have a life of their own
Sometimes i cant take it-its too much...

I start to walk away
But they wont leave me alone
I find myself jogging
Then running into nothingness...
My quick feet don't seem to find the ground
Dilated vessels-uncontrollable heart beats
Lungs overheating-thoughts in disarray!

Its a free fall to a world unknown,
I'm submerged in a strange world
Of illusions and fantasies
I am who i want to be
I am what i want to be
I am where i want to be
Armed and in flight
Ready to flirt with death
In my natural high...

a dotty affair

A dot...
That's what i am,
that's what fully describes me...
yes, a dot is so perfectly me!!!

On a good day,
I'm the dot that leads to the line
That leads to the creation of a masterpiece...
The sort of creation that wows you-blows your mind
Takes your breath away-moves you to tears
Makes your knees feel like jelly...
Yes, that amazing dot right there is me!!!

On a bad day,
I'm the dot that leads to the line
That leads to a doodle...hehe...yeah,that's me!!!
The good news is, that sometimes
The rainbow accidentally sprays its lovely colors
All over me and i actually pass for a fine piece of art
At the exhibition we all call life...
The bad news is that on really twisted day,
This little dot right here leads to the line
That causes massive doses of confusion-mayhem-chaos-
Havoc-destruction-disarray-sadness-loneliness...a world of misery...

On an undecided day,
This dot leads to the line
Which leads to the land of surprises...
Sometime lovely-other times horrid...
Mostly, on such days,
This dot finds itself in the middle of nowhere
Absolutely loaded with nothingness
And has to get creative-tactful-scheming-smart-skillful...
To make something out of the nothing...
To turn the 'nowhere' into 'now here'...
Yes, i'm the dot that leads to the line
Which leads to the creation of wonders-marvels-awe...even excitement!!!
Yes,that little dot at the beginning and at the end is little old me...