I AM MY OWN LONELINESS, MY OWN PURPOSE AND MY OWN LIFE.

I am not confided in my own perpetual illusion

As it was told of me that I am

I live in a world only which I understand

Full of illusion on the other hand

It is like playing a guitar with one less string

Feeling a nonsensical rhythm from the west wind

Quite truthfully I will love to be alone

Without more than 7 billion people

And a family fully condescending prone 

Alone is a mindless thought and feeble

Maybe not really achievable

At a point in life one only can be ones' own family

Freeing oneself from the helpless conformity  

Of those who made others their baseless gods

Striking out the facts and sticking to biased odds

I stand alone for myself

Whatever I owe anyone I shall pay

I am my own vision

My very own dream I obey

My own correctional facility

I am indeed my own purpose for my own life

I shall speak otherwise of nothing

If what I want to be doesn’t turn to something 

The END Of It All (Part 1)

On this lonely road
It's hard to get by
With so many years of lies
Lying unanswered behind
Beneath the cloudless skies
Hopelessly plots the lost mind

This Emptiness is meant to be enjoyed
Within the walls of my heart enclosed
Spirits of nowhere unknown
Welcome to the finished life unseen

Longer are the treacherous miles
Shorter are the lovers smiles
The truth that were never spoken
Led to those hearts that came broken

How then it all turned out
What beautiful life never came about
For the hate that led to journey
Will bring fought the end quickly

I AM SORRY.

Sorry
A word I know that heals
A word I know that cures
A word that settle scores
A word that washes the heart pure

Sorry
I have known thee for too long
I have known how love became strong
I have known how hate hits the gong
I have had my friendship with you wrong

Sorry
Find an unused part of your heart to forgive
Then and there my mind shall know relief
For far too long your thought in me was branded with grieve
This made our hearty mind know each other with brief

Sorry
When and where will I find a friend like you?
That will tell me how much life and love is true
That will tell me friendship is one heart not two
That makes me smile when the skies chose to be blue

Sorry
I have said it for the world to know
I said it with my heart willing to show
You are a friend that craves my life to grow
Time will not bring us apart not even low.

No Perfect Man...

If you want a perfect man

You could build him yourself

You could think him into existence

How handsome you want him to be

How flawless and regal you want him to stand

You could make him not white, black or coloured

Since he is going to be the perfect example of perfection

His existence does lie in your mind and imaginations

If you desire a perfect man

Who shall not lie in the course of his life

You could spring him forth from thin air with your own truth

You could make him the required age of your standard to be his wife

 So you won’t have to worry about feeding him the forbidden fruit

But if you can’t by any means create a man

Love the one you have found

And if you haven’t found the one you can love

Wait till the one who will love you finds you

There is no man without his own share of mistakes

In fact the percentage of mistakes are equal the population of man

There is no perfect man

All you could get out of the best of them

Is your own joy and happiness

When lost, I find things beyond what I could comprehend

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A Christmas Of Love (1)...

Wake, Wake, Wake, me first
The jingle bells of Christmas burst
If for this awesome day I truly thirst
The birth of Christ is right and Just

Merry, Merry, Merry, let me find
In this season let smiles and love have me bind
Joy, Joy, Joy untold in my mind
As Christmas looms and other days now behind

Up, Up, Up, The hill
I will find some beautiful souls a gift
These is my solemn Christmas will
And that if I find another fallen heart I will lift

Whence, Whence, Whence, will I go
Where Christmas songs are not sang so
Trees, Minds and Smiles cast a glorious glow
The birth of Christ has indeed brought a wonderful show.

Our Lives Matter!!! (Black Lives Matter...)

Maybe its time to tell

Maybe its time to speak

Keeping silent degrades us

Making us feel unknown and less powerful

They are deforming our essence of existence

Our complexion is now becoming the crime

Maybe its time we get serious with our lives

By standing up to demand for what is right

Not allowing superior complex to weaken us

Our strength lies in our words

Our words comes from our heart

For so long we have watched our lives been toyed with

Too far long we stayed behind unclosed doors

Scared of unknown plagues that could harm us

Its time we speak without holding back

Its time we fight back before it gets dark

We will uphold our strength and fortitude

Then it will be said of us that we never back down

Our names will be carved on the stone of time

Read and re-read by generations to come

We never did the wrong they said we did

We did the right thing we knew we should do.