Monday, June 27, 2016

Where is the line?



picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/525162006529523265/


 Where is the line?

When does fighting for your dream
become a self-defeating quest?
When do obstacles become signs
intended for you to regard,
when is it merely
a test of determination.

Would the end be the same,
whether forced or allowed to flow
to its fated conclusion?
Would it differ?
Other than the acquisition of a shadowing darkness,
the consequence of possession,
other than having stolen the pleasure gifted,
for you to’ve derived from it, given time?

?





Saturday, June 25, 2016

Rules Time Forgot



 
picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/373798837794499041/

It’s taken half a century for me to realise
not all my questions will be answered,
the one thing I need to know, I never will.

 I realise there’s no triumph to a righteous quest,
no gratification from nurturing an empty soul,
why do I still carve a path
towards the dream I’ve tasted on my tongue,
when heaven does not exist?

 We inhabit a prison, live by written rules
time should’ve stolen long ago.
Rules that break us, brings turmoil and disorder,
incites disparity and glorifies violence,
because no sane mind could’ve conceived
such a twisted experiment of degeneration,
watching fools live each day with derision, with contempt,
their minds disintegrating from frustration and futility,
seeking senseless oblivion at the end of the shifting sun…

 There is no freedom, there is no way out,
this is what it is, it is hell.
 




Monday, June 20, 2016

The Winter Solstice is upon us...



picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/492299802998977623/

It’s fast, tears through my consciousness, alive with life and fire,

faster, a blur of colours, shapes, smells, the molten mass of disjointed realities,

faster still until suddenly, everything halts,
suspended, the fog lifts, the ends materialise,
awareness free from the drivel
collected at the wayside of my mind,

and tranquility sinks in,
the quiet I’ve been seeking,
the peace I’ve been craving,

the relief that was dire
to diffuse the implosion of my self
into the midnight ice of the winter solstice…







Sunday, June 19, 2016

Sanctify me



picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/482940760020443454/






 I generally know what I must do, rarely the reason why, I have acted in ways inexplicable, thought my truth to be a lie,
 I count on luck to hold my hand, know my brakes always kick in, take impulsively with confidence as you’d note in book with pen,
 which is why I long for darkness as you long for the coming dawn, ‘cause daylight sees me sinning, to the sanctifying night I was born.













Friday, June 17, 2016

I don't belong




picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/375909900128026530/




 I don’t belong,
always the outsider.
I prefer it that way.
What people don’t know about you,
they can’t hurt you with.
 











Friday, June 10, 2016

2.



picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/375909900129449841/




















2.
A weak sun passes behind a film of indistinction,
rich velvet licks a red sheen across your skin,
brushes your back with every move I make.
A darkness descends, black clouds lash out,
I feel your deep’ning need by the grip upon my hips,
resounding thunder marks the moment sight implodes into your kiss.




Thursday, June 9, 2016

3.




picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/375909900129389213/


3.
Tell me how you are.
Tell me who you are after 5 and on weekends,
tell me about the mask you choose to wear,
tell me about your fears and fantasies,
what keeps you standing when the world is falling,
what do you think is the purpose behind all this,
where is your light when there is no moon,
where is your love with the gun in your hand




Wednesday, June 8, 2016

To-Day




picture source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/497295983824803888/

It was meant to be today,
I was meant to re-connect
with a spirit, a part I had lost,
to strike me with its
long awaited answers,
fed to me
whisper by sweet whisper,
a breath, a word,
permeating my being
so I may taste the exposure
of all that was lost,
and all that is,
should I invade you too.