Flyy

Waiting to fly like a beacon in the sky

Flattening my wings is taking strength for me to dive

I had a dream that I was an Eye looking on the other side

My heart was soft like marshmallow

My summer was fine like july

I had a kindred soul blossoming ten-fold

Waiting to dive to infant times, because now I’m pondering human life’s forms

Holding back a river within me

Only a bridge to God will set me free

 

Equally-Equal

Constancy is what your love reminds me of

Perfection in everything you do

Grandeur  are your words  and unexpected  your behavior too

You leave roses  blue or pink

You change the opinions of what people think

Impertinent about veracity and what it brings

With your kind words you make my heart sing

I thought it would be nice to have a second you

Integrity in everything you do

A shephard for everyone  you cared for

Mysterious of life fore you want more

Leaving roses green or blue

Developing better ways  to deal with the  unbalanced ways were forced to sub-due

Intrusive about truism and what it shows

With your benevolent  contention you make a great extension with me

Fore you are my wings to be free

You are one in me

Together we create perfect harmony

Wishing my other half was near

For I fell a million times searching for you here blind

Leaving constancy at the back of my mind

Shaken

On the darkside of the devil eyed spirits  the gloominess is natural

When we had gritted our teeth that always meant danger, somehow as a human I produced anger.

Lost for truth and harmony from life, Hurt by the muiltiples of struggles and fights

One day I was fighting for a lover to stay

The next day I was fighting to live another day

Forgery in the words I say

Because everything I say is  meant for me to stay safe

YOU don’t believe that’s a must

YOU may pretend to like the people you don’t  even trust

When i dissemble im considered a saint

I see you better respected for being a fony and fake

Out of fear I don’t relate

Beyond good and evil we are too late

Especially when my heart was shred to pieces fore it was weaken

Fore what my heart and mind can’t take

My wisdom let me see the fake from real and on the other side to kill is real to hurt is pleasure and some stop at no measure

So shaken by the past memories that haunt my lane to success

Too  who loves me best .

Misery is a hard thing to explain

Some  say I sound vain, This  is a bloody game!

Imagine acid rain pouring out a beautiful sunrise with haze