I've been painting my own sky since childhood, in a world where they scramble for the sky’s goods. Yes, I'm about the man I called myself…the promises I made. They purified the latest, yet unknown! What world do we choose to live in? Do we distance ourselves and fear realities because eternity seems “hours forever”?… Continue reading In the darkest corners we see the brightest lights.
Glory is precious.
Sing it early.
The same old verse The same music. He wished he could have sung it differently, but time takes the hopes of men The jeopardized finds the future. So loud a wine they drank, which in former times seemed just an innocent game. Who forsook home ( home as the blessed of the creator) for freedom.… Continue reading Sing it early.
Perched on the same beam.
Oh my inner temple..The blood in the city.Look not much further, lest you hurt, and be not swallowed of much pain. We were souls longing for immortality,But it took us.Prepare me a home where we once lodged in with those faithful tunes cos I'm the bird perched on the same beam to rattle on my… Continue reading Perched on the same beam.
No devil in love.
The Peasant With A Rich Heart To Give.. Our dreams have meanings only when we have love; it dies in its absence. Without love, the very essence we live in would die, and nothing we have faith in becomes real…no…not even Heaven which we so much seek. The day my friend passed, when I… Continue reading No devil in love.
Because he bestowed on me immortality.
Sometimes we were friends, without care…and where we chose, we visited. But lonely walls had too much written on them, for it deterred me- yes it hurt me. So many promises left unfulfilled So many betrayals and hurts. The unchanged can't be altered…so the darkness came to slay me, sword and spear, bow and arrow… Continue reading Because he bestowed on me immortality.
Immortality
I desire life than money And friend than silver. The olive trees which grew by the fountains had an exchange for gold; manifests of the spirit of love. The olive trees which grew by the fountains had an exchange for gold; for them I will own many children—and bless them with the happy home tour… Continue reading Immortality
Immortality.
I desire life than money And friend than silver. The olive trees which grew by the fountains had an exchange for gold; manifests of the spirit of love. The olive trees which grew by the fountains had an exchange for gold; for them I will own many children—and bless them with the happy home tour… Continue reading Immortality.
Love to wit an angel.
I met an angel on a weary journey back home one night, and immediately fell in love. Without a wife, I decided to ask her out. She turned and said…"You got some money?""Definitely…I couldn't keep it if I had none?" , I replied, smiling. She turned sad when I brought out two pennies. When I… Continue reading Love to wit an angel.










