Myriad pieces ahead

What can I wish

If I could dethrone god I would

I will just say a little prayer

To direct torrents of saccharine unto your routes

It is another day

A reason to smile

I wish you were born eight times

There is no problem, octagons and pentagons are cronies

May the sun glitter only for you as it does to the fruits

When they are about to ripen and fill bellies

The clouds, may they gather to irrigate your dreams

The keepers of the farms may they guard your possible capitulations

Against the unholy weeds- hoe the possible destruction

Trophies of eternity, palms long to hold into longevity

They say whatever you lay hands on usually acclaims itself to you

Gods of touch, beware of your hands and hearts

Jasmine, keep on releasing your sweet scent

Feed and fill mother earth with sweetness

In return sweetness will kiss your lips and palms

Find total growth; spiritually, mentally, emotionally and material growth

Beat the towers, the sands and the atoms of the air we breathe

Breathe into eternity and so shall your paws tell

Keep on throwing your spell to mother earth

Kiss souls and be their hearth

Happy birthday

Receive your hay

Clutch for your pay
And in time you shall harvest

Kisses of fire and humility

Learn and you shall know eternity

Kisses of sacrifice unto your hands- god may you bestow them unto her

God give her as her good intentions desire

Jasmine

I have got a garden and it is not of million species

I am happy with the level at which this shrub spices my vicinity

She is a sweet fragrance and she beats myrrh

She perfumes my entire being

She is my incense- so she is of great sense

She is poet’s Jasmine

Dear cutters do not pass by my garden for I adore my goddess plant

I do not want it haunted

Spread your arching branches to hug me

I am a butterfly

Hummingbirds and butterflies are bewitched by your aroma

They say you grow well under pinching

They simply meant that you are supposed to be kissed

Time and again as recognition of your saccharine radiance

You give my soul a reason to dance

Thank you for the hands that made you

She is problem free and common to my inner atom

Sunlight and your rays please kiss my yard sweet

Her incense has long chased away my demons and my fears

Your white flowers are my towers

I am an open compound, grow unto your places

I understand why leaves are green, you put many to class

I shall not buy perfume

You are an eternal vine

Hold on

Have you seen the baobab fall?

No it does not crumple for it is immortal;

Immortality is born within.

I am sorry I haven’t paid a sojourn:

This is a spiritual one.

Peruse through this from your heart.

These are your feet.

Fling yourself to the right place.

Do not cry.

If you are to shed a tear,

Let it fall from my tear glands.

Hold my hand.

Your strength will never pend.

This is a prayer,

The healing is within you.

Stand up and walk.

You are so elegant.

Count those locks:

They are million lives.

You are your own castle;

Your own knight- please just beam.

Do not look at anyone.

You are one- beautiful.

Smile- you are healed.

Emptying my soul

 What do you want to see?

What do you want to hear?

All things have been said; all things have been spoken

And none of them can be trusted for trust isn’t an easy token.

But dear there are only two things to trust;

That is yourself and time.

We are unsure of time and chances

But for we trust ourselves we give out chances.

What colour is love?

Love has no colour.

The only hue known to love is the soul.

That is the real painting of love.

I have said all words in this world

And that is enough, hear it and capture it.

Rapture your soul with sweetness.

In this world the choice is yours to kiss angels or demons.

Roses, roses, roses- Rosie.

I taught angels how to kiss from their depths

That is why god holds them high

For I gave them fervour- I fed them with fire.

Fiction has been fed to souls to confuse and convict,

But dear I am a teacher to the soul

I don’t write poems- I am just a conversing voice

I am reality.

I am your feeling- a feeling in you.

Feel me now when I rest next to you.

I am just a sincere being- I am not a cook of what I cannot make.

Let me slake off your thirst now and forever.

Let me deliver you from the untrustworthy world.

Don’t dream for I am the trance that has been nudging your head

I want to be your knight:

Your aegis- the castle of all times.

Nothing can be known in this world.

Some are called with names not theirs and it is just fine.

You don’t know the next nefarious soul that you can feed mistaking it for an angel:

It is a journey and only faith has to drive us.

Times come and pass- it is our dreams,

But saccharine isn’t meant to melt

Let me speak to your soul

I have spoken.

I trust you

 I am sorry that I did not trust you

I am sorry that we did not trust one another

I am sorry for our perceptions and thoughts (they were savages)

How could I receive if I couldn’t give?

Right now I am burrowing deep into myself

I am making a promise to trust

I am delving into the ground to bury yesterday

Right now I am finding our hay

I crave for a brighter day

Time and chance, you should never decay

For I do have a reason to pay

Trust is my bay

You are my tray

I have no feet

With you I am fit

My route is lit

My doubts, I can beat

I have met my enemy (lack)

I took out an ‘a’ in front of ‘l’ and put a ‘u’

I love you

I have changed

Just that instantly

You think I did something

No I haven’t set anything against you

Those vile waves were demons

May we have a bite at our holy sermon?

Forget the taste of lemon

I trust you

Do not take my word for it

My word will take you for it

Trust isn’t a pit

Oh! This is a sanctified garden

I saw the world

You are the crux of existence

The reason why the lungs

Go up and down in definition of life

If not to the wholeness of the earth

Then to me -I am the world

You are the adhesive that has

Brought all things together

All is in you

Liberal smiles are born from you

You are a key to freedom

There is a melody behind your words

It is in your existence that I fear no swords

I know you can breathe it back

Into me and I will be back and kicking

You are a goddess

You are the reason for every motion

At times I long to move slowly

Thinking only about you

As a mother does of her child

I want to beat a mother

My soul is blind and bald

Tick, twitch, move and inspire my soul

I have seen the world

I saw you- I saw haven