In A Desert Of Emotions

I touch my loneliness, in a desert of emotions;
As the sun's rays dry up my sorrows,
Letting my virtue burns up my desires,
Leaving my bone and skin to hide the naked pains.

I tocuh my loneliness, in a desert of emotions;
Surrounded by the unwise, strangers to my face,
Ignorant of love and its strange allies,
Never to publish their love hidden within.

I touch my loneliness, in a desert of emotions;
Counting my blessing with the sands under my feet,
Calling out loud the name of my Lord, over the heat,
Quietly smiling at these challenges He so lays out.

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A Forgotten Last Kiss

A trapped butterfly, on a tuesday night,
Left me without any goodbyes,
Into the night sky, without a song,
Leaving memories, a lonely dream.

Such a mystery, her life incomplete,
Her Journey, the realm of dreams,
Appearing at first like poison,
A nectar to ascend her creation.

There was elegence in her agression,
I saw it in her dance, In her rythm,
Seventy nine days of enchantment,
A shadow that bring back memories.

Memory, turned my words into poetry,
My fears transformed into smiles,
Another life, Another wish,
A forgotten last kiss.

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Wondering If ...

On a foreign land far far away from home,
As sunset fades on a lonely evening,
Looking at the reflection of my own colors,
Wondering if she found her sacred peace.

Clutching with fondness to her memories,
Those early possessions and worldly joys,
No longer attached to her strings,
Wondering if she found her secret place.

Listening to her words in my head,
Playing it over and over again,
Memories of her youth mesmerising my mind,
Wondering if she found her golden way.

On a foreign land far far away from home,
Clutching with fondness to her memories,
Listening to her words in my head,
Wondering if she found her bright self.

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An Affair

In an affair of the heart :

Mystify, dont justify !
Fantasize, dont deceive !
Express, dont hide !
Charm, dont harm !
Cool, dont fool !
Pamper, dont indulge !
Tease, dont test !
Be, dont pretend !

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Another Road To Choices

What now I ask myself and all those around
Rememberring the time when the path
Was chosen between being right or wrong
Today I stand in a front of another fork
In a road filled with riddles.
Waiting for that straight road to come my way
A mind desiring to climb all heights
Actions failing in compasions to dreams
Failure is never an option
Fearing the many wrong choices
That this world will never forgive
My mind, My Sense, My body
Looking to take their stage together
In harmony with the trinity
My desires, My virtues, My knowledge.

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Whispering Truths

Whispering silently between your lips,
Many a times you have asked me this;
With a twinkle in your eye,
What I love about you the most?

Each time I found ways, shrugged this off,
Little kisses sealed in tight hugs.
I know each time you just held tighter,
Shed a few tears before you dozed to sleep.

Baby! shed this tear no more , no more;
Hold on to me now , Hold me tight, Wait no more,
I got all your answers tonight, right here,
Right or wrong, this word you can trust.

Our destiny; we will face her together,
Come any tempest, just promise me this,
Promise me you will keep on holding,
Holding on to my word and to your love.

I know nothing lasts forever dear,
Tonight to you precious I gift these,
My word, My self, My honor,
Yours till the truth do perish.

Whispering truths over thunder showers,
Chilling winds howling in the dark,
Feelings flying like kites in a storm,
Filling colours into a dark blue sky.

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Ghost Cop

I am the ghost cop, bitch.
The dead dont walk ugly on my beach.
Run Run or hide with the livng.

Are you that ghost lady who rode,
On a donkey instead of a horse?
Dressed so ugly in white lace and leather pants,
Even a mirror dont show you no affection.

You spin your head North, South, East, West,
I dont know ugly, why you trippin,
'cause there aint no one looking, but those dead
Out cursing, their fate after death, wishing for hell

You can't escape me now witch, I am the bomb,
I was teaching, preaching, All in the name of the devil,
When I was alive , kicking, screaming and singing
I be the king, mixing music 'n madness , souls 'n sins.

I am the ghost cop, bitch.
The dead dont walk ugly on my beach.
Run Run or hide with the livng.

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