Memories

My dreams-
Full of dusty roads
and endless sky
Lonely nights 
Lost with my soul
Tired of the fight
Against Tyrannical might
My dreams-
turn to you
A memory as lost as me
I cry to my soul
Nothing but a construct
Of lonely images
Filling my pages

City Lights

She's losing her mind
She's losing her soul
poor little darling
She's losing control

Finding herself
Somewhere too far
Beyond the dream
Lung full of tar

Smiling in vain
As stern eyes stare
Filling her mind
With their fear

So if you choose to see
The lights in a limosine
You know the city
Is a dark place
Turn around and you
Are just another waste

Modern motions

A face constructed-
With interplay of light and dark
Emotions caged and restricted
Every reaction created -
Suited and tailored to audience
Opinions weighed on consequence

A personality-
Rendered schizophrenic
Dreams become reality
Hustle, bustle and panic-
Activities for activities sake
Moments ticked and passed

Winds

Ripples in the wind
When times collide

Hot breeze blows on Savannah land
Whispers -
News from Kanuku high
Scented with change
Whirlwinds blow -
Fuelled by raging spirits

Ripples in time
When ideals collide

Winds blow ash over Savannah trees
Warning-
From seasons past
Of cyclical promises
Trying times-
Frustrated and restricted

Predicted

Light and Dark

One day-
When it all comes to light
Maybe I won't be so afraid -
To turn my back on the dark
For fear that things watch me and I cannot see

But-
From what I know of the world
Darkness hides -
In those who hold the light
For it is light that casts the shadows
And make-
The darkness seem dread

For it is light that watches your back
As you walk to darkness
And-
To return to the light
The shadows cast behind
Impossible to move towards that light
For you must look to see-
What lurks in the shadows cast

It is the light-
That has taught you to be afraid
For it does not acknowledge-
The shadows that lurk in it's bright
It pretends at hope - a flicker and glimmer
And they say-
It is only in the dark, can you see the light
But I have seen-
The dark that is in the light

Across the table where you sat

You sat and stared
I felt silly -
Talking about my ideas
Your silence unnerved me

Your eyes had alot more to say
Piercing, sharp and beautiful
As cliche would have it -
I fell for you.

Were you looking at me?
Or past me?
Across the table - where you sat
I felt the colour rising as you glanced up

It's all so cliche
And I felt so silly
Talking about the things
That I could talk about-
with no one else

Land and belonging

Removed -
Refined -
Isolated -
Intra-cultural blend of norms'
Expectations and reactions
Free to be in anonymity
Yet wrapped in loneliness of unknown kin
For spirit tek spirit they always say'
In this sea of bodies, as time tumbles past
Faces twirl in the madness of the pace
And yet you stick out to me -
A reminder of a land I remember -
in passing memories and vivid dreams
Dreams -
Of endless sky and open hearts
Darkness and stars at night
For spirit tek spirit they always say
Another land claims you
Yet-
your spirit belongs to my land.