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

Inner strength

Dig and explore deeper like

A herbalist digging through the

Ground where the roots of a supposed

Herb perches so that he can define it;

Browsing to know the tip of it.

Your inner atom-the greatest beat;

Unison of it and the skull;

Supplemented with the spurs and wings.

It is a perfect making

Every step starts in the heart.

Every reeling inspired by this

Tiny and yet gigantic pint-size thing

Is a great cure.

Let your inner atom be pure:

The foundation and the roof of our being.

Echelons of potency are a lineage

From deep within.

Thought coupled with good depths-great

Your inner atom is your wings.

Your heart is the only aisle (your aisle).

Bold depths- definitions of courage.

The inner atom gave the hen a

Reason to peck on anything:

And the thought is always pure.

I will reach.

Hold faith- the route; do not breach

Listen to your depths-it’s all you have