But inhumanely or not - it’s most people in the scheme of things who have turned me into this magnificent monster-
That I have become so willingly- ferocious and fierce and a half past songster
More often than not, this semi- pro songster has so much to say
with but no one to listen, let alone understand
and those who listen yet not fathom , for more often than not she herself might not be the vision
but when she will gain her momentum about the envision, it is going to a cataclysmic collision
Nothing short of the perfect precision.

Flesh and bone

Protects a heart

That once was stone!

It is only now that I worry,

That this frail frame

Would be all too weak

For the very inevitable pain-

That is only about to begin

Since you’ve shown me

How it feels- to be loved and kissed

And it should be done often

When, where and how often

Often- is what it shall be !

For I will be the one waitin,

For your silences to break,

For your desire to wake

For your soul to shake

For your love to get back

To me that is ,

Only to me with nothin else

But myrhh and lilac

For our story to start in loves flashback.

We are otherwise constantly at war, with ourselves , others or worse when we don’t know

Although when I hear the pulsating adrenaline in your veins that freely flows; and the most erratic heart beat under the rib cage of your throbbin corazon

I know I am home when I sleep on your chest with your arms around my waist, and even though that I am a train wreck, and you tell me all is well and even though

I feel at peace, at home and whole again

And even funnier how you see the tears am about to cry

It’s funny how you think you don’t deserve me

Even funnier how I think you are the only one who does

It’s funny how you never said you love me

And even funnier every time I say something whilst, all you hear is my hatred.

No bravery to show no more

My heartless soulless being, wander, searchin, lookin for wht I don’t know

But not all those wanderin are lost

Not all those who we lost are a loss,

Thus m glad my solidarity, psyche has turned me into a traveller,

Much higher than a ruler- shah!

Come to me and lift me in your arms

I can’t wait to be with you anymore

Not until it’s another ‘morrow

Come to me like you can’t have enough of me

Hold my hand and Lemme sleep on your chest

Where I can hear out your heartbeats- clear and loud

Hold me to feel my pulse- screamin out your name

While I keep you in my heart

I wander never without it

A secret so deep

Which goes higher than the soul may believe

The only thing that’s keeping the stars apart

They carry your heart

While I keep you in my heart

A window to potential

A window to true ideas and intentions,

bound in human blood bone and flesh

or contained in the bottles of precious crystal shining so bright

Metal flasks , bottles of agate containing a whiskey fine

But they didn’t like an acquired taste for I was a vintage wine

Spirits so high they wither my soul and yet makes me divine

I didn’t have anything else to offer so I snuck in

Saw the costumes, listened to the songs, saw them with no make up on

I cried when the young lovers died in each other’s arms,

I felt every emotion coarsin through my veins

I not only empathise but also understand the meanings and pains

Those jet black tresses like the silken strands of China traps me more than ever

Havin no idea of the beauty lying underneath that skin of yours ever so pale

The intellect running deep in veins

The fierceness of your thoughts and precision of your actions

The sharpness of your words may even put the finest blade to shame

Unbeknownst you bifurcated my heart throbbing in the beats it can’t follow