lilac lullabies
black and yellow butterflies
cotton candy blue skies
field and house work once idealized
perfect dreams
imperfectly fantasized
tangled with filthy truths and honorable lies
every night they listen and console
uplifting the spirits of one another
chanting we will not let them see our cries
noise silences the chastised
perseverance overcomes the spark in their eyes
this too shall pass, in the end a better tomorrow lies
fully aware the sun will continue to rise
hope kept them focused and willing to strive
mentally trapped yet conscious of the
planned infiltrated compromise
oppressors remain confused of their laughter
it was incomprehensible and quite taken by surprise
under the impression everything had been stripped from them
the ancestors were found uplifted every morning
still walking about lilacs singing lullabies
smiling at the sight of black and yellow butterflies
dancing under cotton candy blue skies
The signs have become clearer
It's just as I feared.
The phone only unlocked
by the print of your thumb,
How did I miss this?
How could I be so dumb?
The messages from "I don't know" or "no one"
A particular "Hello handsome?"
Note the quotations
Its in the form of a question;
It appears you left in mid-conversation.
When confronted you dismiss it
as if I had no right to ask
However, I feel the need to question it
due to our dark past
Just because i sought out alternate comfort
and made some mistakes
it does NOT give you permission
it does NOT make it OK.
And don't let me forget to mention
your indiscretions
I was under the impression we'd learned our lessons.
It is not about fairness
you're only doing it out of spite
It takes a bigger man to do what is right.
Avina Netu, my scarlet queen
Setting the lecherous minds of many ablaze
I'm hypnotized by her mystic spell
Burning Russian fondness, Queen of passionate hearts
An electrifying feeling coursing through my body
Dopamine rushing through my body, intensifying my lewd thoughts
Now under the impression I'm witnessing someone angelic
Now wanting a taste of a vermillion paragon of a Gemini
From dusk till night her minx like nature binds me
Her presence is heart rending, beating uncontrollable
She possesses the gift to unleash the most elaborate sexual desires
Jaded Fetishes
Delighting my eyes every time she leers
I humbly bow my mead
The vastness of erotic beauties is boundless
But only you may have my sweet surrender, my scarlet queen
If you would dream of me -
As I dream of you,
Then my pensive mood would not be lonely;
As the moon above looks like.
Where are the stars going after?
Why is the bridge of love broken in my view?
Kill my flesh, but not my soul,
Though living in pieces, I shall not die windily.
Under the impression of a fantastic night,
We both lived an inspiring time;
Glimpses of a story we had never imagined to pass,
I guess the midnight sun appeared as a mirror to our eyes.
Destiny or fate?
A partner in crime or just an animated image of someone?
In a dream of you I flew one way to paradise,
And I felt your hands tightly when we became one.
Now I know the burden of pain.
The true malevolence of the world.
My eyes were blinded, my emotions deceived,
My dreams all a wild fantasy.
Once upon a time,
I was under the impression
That life was a joy, all fun and games.
An illusion of grandeur.
Now I know the destruction of war.
The killing machines it creates.
Dehumanized, robotized.
We were animals who could not think for themselves.
Now I know the reality of battle.
Sides separated by only the color of a uniform.
All hatred is lost, any hope is crushed.
Survival is the only motivation to move on.
I have witnessed the horrors of death.
Experienced the brutality of war.
Deprived of my youth and innocence.
Witnessed brothers die in front of my own two eyes.
Now I know.
I'm go into garden of flowers at dawn
To refresh the morning dew.
Flowers as the soul in sight
I touch them tenderly hand.
Here are miracle and dew
Glitter shimmering in the rays.
I am under the impression their glory
I'm trying to talk to them in verse.
The radiance of the sun warms the garden
Its rays, the buds open.
Flowers of many things they say
And our hearts filled with love.
I am under the impression
Of a design on the ceiling
Should I use all my discretion
For the pains that I am feeling
I am under the impression
That’s been put into the roof
Should I show you the direction
Then you will have the proof
I am under the impression
That you don’t like who I am
Just like an infection
You hit me with a slam
I am under the impression
That the world is turning round
And like some big infraction
Gravity drops you to the ground
I was under the impression
That the world is turning round
There was not a big infraction
It was true that’s what I found
I was under the impression
But then I moved aside
Never lost my direction
Nor will I run and hide
I was under the impression
That was put into the roof
I used all my directions
To fix it I have proof
I was under the impression
Of what was on the ceiling
With all of my discretion
Fixed the pains that I was feeling