SOMBER SLATY AFRICAN LADY

SOMBER SLATY AFRICAN LADY

Somber slaty African lady

Take a pew upon the island

Of this feeble-like but willing

Soul of mine

My love is full and with you

Alone will share.

Somber slaty African lady

You are as beautiful as the little

Berries of the field

Words as sonorous as of the nightingale you speak

Your voice echoes within like the slight sparkle

Of lightening after the rain

Searching the core ambience of my fading soul.

Somber slaty African lady

Mother Nature has thrown a hissy fit

Because I said to her

“None of your offspring is as pretty

As my lady”

Your beauty is purer than the

Purest of golds.

Somber slaty African lady

Stay a little while longer

And a day more

Until an unending forever

I’m loving each day

As it passes by

Only because you are here.

Somber slaty African lady

I’ve laid a wreath by the hill side

There we can spend each autumn’s night

Savouring the warmness that comes

From me to you

Lend me a hand for the morrow to come

And I will make you a woman of worth.

Somber slaty African lady

Stay a little while longer

And a day more

Until an unending forever.

OUTBURST OF THOUGHTS

            OUTBURST OF THOUGHTS

we stand right there

              next to nothing

watching as the trust we once had

in ourselves wane away

we are surrounded by many

but nothing is as they seem

our minds keeps growling with questions

but to find the right answers

is like searching for a needle

              in a haystack

where do we go from here?

there is a road to thread

where we would have to walk

side by side with failure; 

a companion for quite a while

it stares with the eyes of terror

and its mind encased by a passion for torture

with each step taken, the journey

seems farther than expected

but left to us a choice to make

for how long we would walk  

before the stoppage point

life is beautiful

but as much as we can

            imagine it to be

time flies sooner than we could decipher

but sooner and faster as it could be

it enables for events to occur

like the failures of the past and 

the victories of now or vice-versa

what can we possibly say about

                    the then and now

tomorrow waits at a distance

  

today is yesterday's future

and here it is fading away 

as it becomes a past for the morrow

we are stuck in the dreams of yesterday

and the walls of our fears are closing in on us

the smiles on our faces gradually wither

because we made the less important, very important

yesterday is dead and gone

                   the thoughts of today

is what the future awaits

as a man thinks in his heart, so is he

we lay blames on yesterday

for not being what it should

but my frail conscience once told me

we made yesterday whatever it was

how better could it have been?

when to the best we could acquire 

of ourselves, oblivious we remain

the yearnings of our hearts are daunted

by the constraints imposed 

by the extent of our thoughts

we are at a crossroads; 

where we could right the wrongs 

before even the right goes wrong

                                                      

PRIDE AND YOUR MINDSET

PRIDE AND YOUR MINDSET

An eye that sees the sun

Might not be capable of seeing the moon

A talented swimmer who could

swim in an ocean

Might not be able to withstand a river

A foot that could run vigorously on land

Might not be able to walk on mud

A hunter whose bravery could

overwhelm a hungry lion

Could end up being scared by a rabbit

Never let pride overrule

your mindset

Rather, your mindset

overshadow pride

For today you know

Tomorrow might bring

Something else