GOLDEN SILENCE

Behold ,
He always stood,
For sometime now at a glance,
His face looked distance,
Buried in a deep unknown thoughts,
No one knew anything behind that look,
But rumour had it,
That he carried that which no man could,
Bestowed upon him was the burden of all and sundry,
But do we cry,
He beats his drum at the disposal of his hands,
He plays the guitar at the tenderness of his fingers,
Beating the dust out of her heart,
She who understands his clenching fists,
And swayed by his tunes,

RIP by Suli Breaks

To all the victims of the gun crime and the knife crime,
To them I say R.I.P.
But when I say R.I.P.
I dont just mean rest in peace,
I mean rewind it please,
So we can remain in peace,
I had to read it properly,
To get it right in perspective,
Coz you reside in poverty,
But dont want rights in property,
Youd rather rob innocent people,
Coz he gains respect in popping me,
That the real ignorant philosophy,
We need to reject its prophesy,
Stand up and R.I.P.
Rep it properly,
Coz rawr its peak,
Went from rice and peas,
To rifles in pockets,
ruining inner-state projects,
Raw its a par,
To its riots in parks,
Raw I pead,
Remember I plead,
The realness I preach,
We have reminders in present,
Why do you think the damenola taylor center R.I.P.
Remains in Peckham,
Rise in position,
Life Remember its price,
If you say reba its principle,
But really its pride,
Raw I preach,
Remember it please,
If you dont just remember this piece,
So next time you hear me say R.I.P.
Know I dont just mean rest in peace,
I mean rewind it please,
So we can remain in peace,
Peace.

Sub-conscious plagiarism of my past

From what I see every sunshine before my naked eyes,

From what I hear every sunset among the wide spreading rays,

From what I listen to everyday every time between the whispers,

From what is always said by the masses,

To what is rarely said by the few,

I recollect everything,

Putting them in a clear and clean script,

Trying to make sense out of them,

The beauty of the language I phrase them with,

To join the dots to form tunes humming in perfect harmony with each other,

Lays down the path I`ve travelled all along,

The meanders and straights of my journey,

Brings back my thoughts,

To the forgotten dialect of my heart,

Shaking the shackles of reason,

And retreating to the life of simplicity,

Exploring the realms of my extra ordinary thoughts,

Has brought me mental toughness, living with courage,

Towards making a life and reconnecting to my mortality,

Walk with us

The road we travel is often unpredictable,
Sometimes it is very smooth,
Sometimes it is full of pot holes,
Always in the search,
A yearning for love deep inside us,
A connection that we always find comfort in,
A glimpse of hope in our faces,
When we realize that we are not alone,
In the journeys we travel,

My Daily Prayer

I wake up every day,
Yet another beautiful day,
Yet another day to live,
Yet another day to breath,
Yet another day to make peace with our neighbors,
Yet another day to start everything over,
Yet another day to meditate on everything,
Yet another day to look at the past and be thankful for everything,
It`s yet another day to look into my future,
Correcting all the mistake that I made in my past,
It`s been such a long and short way,
I believe it has taken a hand of somebody to see me through all these,
Thank you Lord for having seen me through,
The challenges life brought me,
Tears that I had to shed,
Sorrows that I had to go through,
Questions that I had to ask,
It`s only YOU that made it possible for me up to this far,
For my days and time ahead of me,
I ask for your protection,
For your guidance,
Show me the way,
Bless the work of my hands,
Give me a chance to express myself to the world and be an epitome of something good,
Something that humanity would look up to,
And be a smile to many,
AMEN.

They know it well

It`s beautiful,
Staring at the trees swing and sway,
Dance to the tunes of the universe,
Sing humming sounds,
To the winds as they blow across the lands,
For years they have experienced it,
Yet no one knows,
How it feels to experience that,
The pain they had to experience,
The happiness they have dragged along,
The strength they had to use,
To keep them stand to their feet,
It`s only them,

Baby Steps to Big Dreams

We always walk; forging ahead,

From baby steps to big dreams,

And finding a way out to make them,

Sing in a perfect harmony with each other,

Every piece fits in together,

Falling towards each other,

Others falling apart,

Identifying ourselves is by far the greatest appreciation,

We can give to ourselves,

Giving us the chance,

To nourish our souls,

Every experience shapes us,

Into whom we would eventually become,

 

 

 

Memories

Memories are a way of keeping the past alive,
So painful we never want to go back again,
But a memory can also be a gift.
Something we can open again and again
And feel ourselves with happiness,
This time what you`re searching for,
Is better days that lies ahead of us,
And sometimes a moment becomes a memory the moment it happens,
Because it is so true, so pure and so significant,
And you feel you want to capture it forever,
Courtesy: Kyle XY.

Sunset and Sunshine

Sometimes we wonder whether it is worth having good memories,
And we tend to give a side long look,
Hoping that something would have changed,
Crumbling to the foot notes of our lives,
And escalating to fantastical proportions of what we would do,
Give us no clear answer to cling to,
And the unavoidable reality,
Is what looks like a sunset to us,
A sunset that is also a sunrise to something,
A prefigure of a glimpse of outlook,
Bringing a huge amount of diversity,