Thursday, December 23, 2010

Treasure without measure

Treasure without measure, dts wat u're,
glitterin' n sparklin' lik twinkle little night stars,
hope in doubt, faith in unbelief,
radiatin' Gods amazing glory in resplendent splendour, in dis troubled world, u're an incredible relief, inspirin' lik d sun,
as innocently engagin' as a new born,
words alone wont give an accurate appraisal of ur person,
cos u're a mystery, a continuos learnin' n discovery process dt av come to dwell in,
thru u, av experienced countless emotions n come to appreciate evry dreamt dream n fantasy,
as i pass on the torch unto posterity,
to tow d path of greatness n integrity, so as to bequeath, laudable n examplary legacy which u made possible.

Simply amazing

Tanx 4 makin' my hrt smile wit ur style evn doh we've known each oda only for a while,
being wit u is like bein' electrified without gettin' electrocuted,
its like bein' ablaze witout really burnin',
its lik swimmin' in d air, lik a sky divin' experience, knwin' a parachute is there to rely on,
or facin' a firin' squad knowin u wont die, evn if u gt hit,
swimmin' in ur thought keeps ma hrt racin' n thumpin' n
dis constant thumpin' make me feel so alive,
its crazy bt i welcome d danger dt u are,
as long as u keep me feelin' like a star,
i luv d magic dt u are, d chemistry we share,
d passion of our action, make u an unforgettable experience,
plus ur excitin' features lik a product of siemens,
u gladen my hrt lik a love song, 4wit u, i cn do no wrong,
n wit a love dis strong, i cn tell, wit u is where i belong.
A serial killer, a sniper or an assassin, cal me wateva u lik, n i think i deserve it bt i hv no regrets bein' d one who strangled, snuffd life out of n murdered d heartless fellow calld poverty in coldblood or wat culd b describd as d most gruesome murder of d century n i did it 4u.
i knw in time,
i'll b fine cos
i'll shine n get mine
n b fruitful as a vine whose wine gets beta wit time. U heard me!
Tears, somtyms is gd 4d soul, cos it enables us 2offload d pain n all d negativity on d inside, so we cn refill with positivity n b ready 4 watever is imminent.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Player haterz/jealous fellowz

Tears shed, 4rm lies told, hearts broken 4lack of trust, emotions blazin' fire n brimstone, feelings changin' lik unpredictable weather, flesh n bones bumpin' into walls n crackin' lik florida wildfires, 'wait a minute, why re we even fightin?' one asks, 'cn't u see, cn't read between d lines' n d oda says 'haters re at work n dey re gettin d job done by d spread of dia talk'. Crazyworld yea!

Friday, December 17, 2010

Strange feelings

Lik a body piercing gone wrong u've pierced ma hrt so deep i cn hardly breathe, dis pain u've causd is so excruciatin' dt i cnt sim2find peace no mata wich way i turn, am bleedin' uncontrollably, loosing air, ma hrt is feelin' lite. My head is spinnin' n am fallin, driftin in n out of consciousnes wit evrything around me suddenly becomin' very vage n unreal, i cn feel my palm catchin' cold lik it ws key2ma survival as well as strange n familiar images, memories flashin' tru ma minds eye. I tink i knw what time it is, i've seen, heard n read stuff lik dis happenin' minutes or better still, seconds b4 it al come2an end. Dis isn't wat i wantd or hw i wantd it all 2play out....had a choice, u culd hv saved a life....u cn stil save it bt 1st, u hv2say yes! Say u wuld b mine n i'd b thankin u 4takin' dis guilt off me...n givin me a reason 2smile.

Strange feelings

Lik a body piercing gone wrong u've pierced ma hrt so deep i cn hardly breathe, dis pain u've causd is so excruciatin' dt i cnt sim2find peace no mata wich way i turn, am bleedin' uncontrollably, loosing air, ma hrt is feelin' lite. My head is spinnin' n am fallin, driftin in n out of consciousnes wit evrything around me suddenly becomin' very vage n unreal, i cn feel my palm catchin' cold lik it ws key2ma survival as well as strange n familiar images, memories flashin' tru ma minds eye. I tink i knw what time it is, i've seen, heard n read stuff lik dis happenin' minutes or better still, seconds b4 it al come2an end. Dis isn't wat i wantd or hw i wantd it all 2play out....had a choice, u culd hv saved a life....u cn stil save it bt 1st, u hv2say yes! Say u wuld b mine n i'd b thankin u 4takin' dis guilt off me...n givin me a reason 2smile.

Only you

Only u can hear de cry of d pain of my hrt,
Only u can look past my smile n know dt my hrt bleeds inside,
Only u can see d sadness in my eyes, strippin' naked years of accumulated sorrow dt my eyes try to belie,
Only u can uncover, penetrate n integrate d different divides of d hollow in my hrt thereby bringin' succour unto tomorrow,
Only u can feel d sadness in my voice so that even when i try to hide, u dn't let me brush it aside,
Only u can invade n expel d emptiness in my soul, makin' my difficulties only seem as a mole,
Only u understand n empathise wit my hrt,
dts y only u can comfort n prevent me 4rm breakin' apart.

Just believe

Believe in urself
believe u're d best
dt none is better
n dt u're a goal-getter
dt ur beauty flaws dt of d butterfly
n ur personality, alluring n superfly
wit a faith steadfastly sky high
n hope dt is as imposing n audacious as d sky
strong despite d wind like d eagle
sharp n piercin' to evry problem like a niddle
believe u're d best n dnt take no 4rm d rest.

Weather man's report

D weather man said its goin' 2rain 2day cos d temperature has dropped again,
its dropped2 6degrees and its effect is cripplin' 2d lungs, makin' it hard 2breathe
but u dont have2 worry or be alone 2night,
cos am comin' home 2hold u tight, u dont hv 2switch on d fire in ur fire place cos am comin' wit an unendin' warmth 2heat up ur room,
4get ur clothes, 4get d sheets...they wont b necessary, cos wen we r at it, passion wil metamorphose 4rm abstract to physical-thereby burnin' up evrythin' in sight,
we wil luv each other all day, all night, if dts what it takes to maintain a habitable temperature here then we wil pleasure in what we treasure,
whether u're untop and i beneath or vice-versa, its of no consequence, cos we wil love lik 2morrow will neva com until d description of d magic we create surpasses euphoric or ecstatic.
Baby i hope u're prepared cos am bringin' u somethin, new, an experience yet to b explored by any since d beginin of human existence.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Pieces of my thoughts

Dis is nt a write up,
but a mere scrap up,
remnants of my imagination,
fragments of my introspection,
d hrt of a soldier, i admire,
d mindset of a warrior, i desire,
d meal of victory, hw gd it taste,
emperor n conqueror, hw cherished d state,
i want to be heard 4rm every nook n cranny of d earth,
stronger wit each tear shed,
to be a voice in my generation is all i crave,
dt i may success n hope pave,
hopefully leavin' a clear roadmap 4d young,
n a benchmark dt is reliably strong,
to arouse d spirit of success,
n d image of greatness,
dt all who desire might reach, heights unreached,
n realise n materialise those words by d optimists preached.

Best of everything

If u were a plane, u wuld b d air force one,
if u were a car, u wuld b a bugatti veyron,
if u were a bird, u wuld b an eagle,
if u were an animal, u wuld b a lion,
if u were a fish, u wuld b a whale,
if u were a flower, u wuld b a red rose,
if u were a tree, u wuld b a mustard tree,
if u were a planet, u wuld b earth,
if u were a wrist watch, u wuld b a rolex,
if u were a precious stone, u wuld b a diamond,
if u were a presidential villa, u wuld b The white house,
if u were a tourist attraction, u wuld b disneyland,
if u were a movie village, u wuld b Hollywood,
if u were a book,u wuld be a holy Bible.

My swag

Am a nice guy
wit ma confidence shooting up the sky,
u cn't help bt love me, am everything u wishd ur guy culd b,

fine like fair, yet as humble as a hare,
untop ma game wit no competition, am aglow like flame
am a boss wit enuf swagger 2outshine dose in ma class.

Death wish

Cremate me when i die,
and sprinkle my ashes in the sky,
death is a necessary end,
so i welcome it with open arms like a long lost friend,
cos the only thing i fear is tears from my daughter,
cos she misses her father,
shout out to jehova for seeing me thus far,
the night is fast approaching,
and my prayer is that i reap my harvest before morning,
so when i close my eyes in death,
i do not go down with a cold heart,
to all my forebears,
i dough my hat with joyful tears,
hoping a lesson is learned with integrity,
from the life i lived by posterity,
when i close my eyes n breathe my last in death, pls grant my final request, cremate my body n bury me in d sky.

whats with the hustle?

If our lot the moment we are born is to race through life trying to dodge as much unpleasant experiences as possible while struggling and hustling and fighting for the betterment of the lot we inherited. Why then do we spend so much energy spreading rumour and rancour creating class variation just to spite those less fortunate than we are and cultivating grounds for the festering of discrimination, hate, war and hunger when we can give love in droves for free? Why do we rather cheat than play fair, why do we bring tears instead of beer, why do we accumulate so much if we can't share? Why is d question, somebody help me ask why.

like a shot

like a shot

True love is like a shot fired from a gun.
It goes straight to the heart piercing through every tissue in the system.
It doesn't stop or check its destruction spree until, its mission accomplished. Once target is identified and aim is taken,
there is no redirection,
its a colossal and fatal mission that ends in complete and total tragedy if a miss is recorded.