From the Depths...

Beauty has no boundaries, when it comes to you…
The chains of modesty are broken because of you…
Life blows a refreshing breeze, at the sight of you…
My heart lives longer, at the thought of you…

Merry is this moment, when I write to you…
A flurry in my soul ,is what I feel for you…
I look at the emptiness, to be filled by you…
The kohl in your eye, sign of a queen in you…

The soft tresses of your hair, flowing down on you…
Like a river from a source, that channels glamour into you…
And the softness of your arms, the suppleness that cuddles you…
And what of the curves, that highlight the lady in you…

I whisper my heart, to the heart that lives in you…
To tell it a tale, of love I have for you…
And to wish it hope, for a future with you…
To be your man, to cherish, to hold…You!

A birthday melody

This enchanting night, that promises a day of glory…
This patient soul, awaiting to tell this story…
This feeling beneath, that surfaces with fury…
This wish that I wish, to you to make you merry…

A birthday it is, again, once more…
But tis as new, as you grow ever pure…
It is a prayer that I send, to bless you, head to toe…
And a kiss, sealed on your lips, sweet savor…

I found you a damsel, and now a lady you are…
I welcomed you in my heart, to be my queen, my star…
And this day brings joy, to you, near, and me, far…
I close with love, to bond us together, forever…

Abstract

U can stare…my focus is in ur eyes..
where i swim in the colours of ur iris..
and dissolve into the mysterious abyss of ur pupils..
tryin to find the source of uneasiness that emanates from ur longing stare..
So let me tell you...

When the moon,
Bright and full.
Walked out into the ocean of stars…

When the stars,
Sparkly with a glint..
Danced about in a shower of life..

When this life,
So young and free,
Was lived in red passion..

When this passion,
Bubbly and full,
Burst out in a panorama of colours…

When the colors,
Washed out to sea,
And met the reflection..of the moonbeams..

And the moonbeams,
wafted back to the source
To a dawn, when the moon was no more…

Breakdown

This here is a tale..one of a kind..

Used to be , pumping up all the glory I could find..

Hating, and heart aching is what changed me..is what made me..

And now this metal that I holster, that I believe in…

A 9 mm? a berretta? .. my alphanumerics spell me wrong..

No more honor..this time for the money, for the she`s and for the high-end..



They don’t recognize me no more…Gambit is old news..This new hustler is not your friend

I slugged you in your dreams..so beware..i left one in the chamber..this is for tomorrow.

Its nothing personal..just something I fantasize..

The clouds gather..and blood pours, in sheets and in fury..

My heart opens. my eyes close, the crowd cheers..

To the death we pledge, to heroism we turn..

Left and right, the swing is wrong..

My outfit gets stained..but this is a no return zone..



The end nears..and the fatality increases…

Its time to put faith on my piece..and I get trigger happy..

He dodges me, and replies with a colt..

Darkness envelopes and death becomes a friend…

I would rather die than walk the defeated lane..

Gambit looks on…wishing he would have been an ally..

He puts away the colt...time stops…I am gone.