Shadows lurk

In the dead of night
When I'm by my lonesome
Visits this deadly chill
Shivers shoot down my spine
As the lurking presence spys

I squeeze shut my eyes
Tightly grab the covers
Too terrified to breath
Closer does this being draws
Silently I chant away my SOS

Hopefully heaven will open
Angels will quickly descend
To come remedy these terrors
That lurk about me in the dark
Causing me to sink deeper into hell




Endless years of silent terrors
Each time I promise myself to look
Soft is my resolve that dissipates
At the first sign of the dark lurking
When will it end? Or will it end me...

Tonight I must make the bold move
And glance upon your face, if any!
I wonder what I'll see, hear or feel
Will this act of courage turn a new leaf
Or will it verily destroy the entire book?

Naked

This must be the bravest thing
For a (wo)man to strip off all layers
And just stare hard at what you see
Come face to face with your fears
Reach out to your irrational self
Uncover all your secrets hidden deep
Just you and your imperfections
I really haven't known such courage
As to look at all your short comings
And say "yes,this is part of me"
This is what builds me up or tears me down
Do not repress the beast within
Let run with the wind; wild and free
Be true to your nature without a fear
Be yourself... The rest can go hang

Choke me...

How did we get here? I wonder to myself...
Surrounded by ghosts of what used to be a home
Furniture turned upside down, side ways or broke
China and glass shattered all over the place
Clothes and curtains strewn across the space

Your hands tighten their grip around my neck
Pressed upon a wall so bare, hard and cold
All is blurry and slipping; heart beats' bold
An eruption of frustration and pent up emotions
Yes. Choke me. See the life drain from my eyes

Strange thoughts and memories wash through my mind!
I remember a depersonalized aya from my childhood,
How she locked herself in an empty and cold house...
Always wondered how one would chose dark solitude
Yet now,in this moment as I slip away; I understand

Grip me tighter that the spell of numbness is broken
Maybe resurrection can revive this cold dark emptiness
As time goes by, my farm of cares to give grows barren.
My eyes roll back, tears stream and words at my throat;
Choke me,as they seek escape towards the light beyond.

To know a woman

Have you known a woman?
Not her lips so sweet
Not her eyes so shy
Not her tits so tender
Not her skin so soft
Not her twat so tight
Not her locks so long
Not her body so curvy
Not her bum so bouncy
Have you known a woman?
Her dreams so deep
Her mind so complex
Her insecurities masked
Her embrace so serene
Her emotions ever changing
Her talents so endless
Her voice so magical
Her presence so moving
Her insanity knows no end
Her passions wild as a bush fire
Her enduring nature
Her destructive power so unmatched
Her love so unlimited
Have you known a woman?
She could be your strength or your weakness
She could be your teacher or your student
She could be your blessing or your curse
She could be your angel or your demon
Either way,you know you want her and need her
Have you known a woman?

Midnight Charm

It’s getting old
The way you keep rocking up
Shamelessly uninvited; I must add
The way you sneak around my house
Fumble with my bed room door knob
After which you tip toe to my bed
And smoothly slide in…

It however, never gets old
The way you slide your arms around my belly
And kiss that place behind my ear with your sugar lips
The way your magic fingers slide down to my thighs
And smoothly pull my lingerie up my curves


The way your hands seem to know their way around me
The way you rock at that magical pace
Not too fast, not too slow; just right
The way you whisper into my ears exactly what you want
That excited look you get when I share just what I want
The crazy intense aura we create when we're together
That will never get old…

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.