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.