Wednesday 5 December 2018

Dream In Colour

Remembering a Time when my world was not so busy,
When my mind was not so loud.
A Space where my inner being could simply be, 
Where my thoughts were not so crowded.
A Plane upon which I could lay my weary head, 
Upon which I could spread my child-like wings.
A Line drawn in the sand, marking where I stand.
Between all of this bliss and my Fifth Dimension.
Between my consciousness and a higher realization.


Wednesday 10 January 2018

Black Thoughts

Graffiti scars under a sky of dust
Faint associations with guilt, pride & lust
A life of complications, a quest to find my soul
I took a journey through creation, in the hopes of being whole
Black thoughts they infiltrate me, white garments though I wear 
By day embracing darkness, dark faces they may stare
These dreams no longer scare me, my skin no longer bleeds
I hunger for eternity, this life is but a seed
I'm in search of deeper meaning, in search of where to start,
Verbally emancipated through poetry and art
A covenant with destiny, a contract for my soul
This journey through creation will surely make me whole
Creativity's just flowing, I know not what I say
Though evolution of my spirit shall bring me brighter days
I may be in my caged state but one day I will fly
Spreading my wings in proud possession of the sky