Eyes ablaze with fire,
With each passing second my psyche soaring higher,
Seeing through the conscious of being whose essence is
overseeing my very actions from the radiation of its presence,
How can I put the images, colours and feelings into
words,
When I myself am being guided like a blind man in the
dead of the night
With only the sound of the beat of his heart as his only
companion
As I sit here staring at these words appearing on the
screen
Remembering the night terrors and awaking with screams
The detachments from my body as I looked down saw the
Earth, Sun, Moon and Stars,
Looking for peace and solace in the galaxies afar,
A better world where pain hurt and suffering are non
existent,
Alas my search is in vain and I plummet back to my body,
But now this presence reminds me that even in dire of
times,
SHE is always there,
Not far just a mere distance from my touch,
Who is she you ask.
This presence I talk of,
She is the one who covers me with sweet melodies and
sounds,
When the outer world is a menace and your own heart is
screaming,
She is from when we still had an umbilical cord,
She talks to use always,
Reaching into our very soul,
Elevating, reminding,
Making you cry,
Making you wonder,
Making question,
She is both a blessing and a curse
A Savior and destroyer
She is why I write this to you know
She is the reason we can spend a quarter of our day
without tiring
She is beauty, torture, pain, love, old, new, wise,
immature
She is a depiction of the world in many ways
Some good,
Some bad,
Some true,
Some false,
Some real,
Some a dream,
Regardless of all her traits she is one thing,
True!
She brings the truth in all of us,
She makes us feel things, lets us express them,
She does not laugh when we do her wrong,
She lets you enjoy her to your heart’s content,
Each one of us sees and listens to her differently,
But however it is she touches us all,
She is the one who soothes us,
She is our therapy and our addiction,
Our medicine and affliction,
She has been there since the beginning of time,
In some ways she has evolved and in others she has
changed with the times,
But still remained the same,
She is a man, a woman, a child, an animal, anything or
nothing at all
Beautiful or ugly,
Serene or violent
Small or big,
She can be anything and everything Or nothing at all
She is music that feels our ear and makes our hearts
thump,
At times you yearn for her so bad
That her absence feels like the pain of a thousand
needles,
And when she takes you into her sweet embrace,
It seems like a hot flame has taken over you,
Heat more intense than the smouldering white hot flame of
burning steel,
As if your skin has been peeled open,
Blood trickling out,
Exposing your raw throbbing nerves,
Only to burn over and over again,
Burning with an Inferno if passion,
That drives those who have despair in their core,
With eyes that have lost sanity and are glazed with
madness,
Like mad raving dog foaming at the mouth,
See light in places that have only given birth to
endless darkness,
Where even ones own senses are no longer alive,
She is like the flame and you are the moth,
Drawn to her even at your own peril,
Knowing she is your undoing,
And yet you would rather have this moment of bliss,
Burn and die a gruelling death,
Than live life without knowing her splendour,
She is the person you share a forbidden kiss with,
And from the sensation of her soft lips,
The feeling of her hands around you,
The softness of her bosom,
You knew you wanted to be yours,
She is the one you loved in an instant,
But you dare not fall in love with her,
For alas you cannot have her,
You must contend to being hers,
And grateful to have felt her touch,
She is the Master you would gladly relinquish,
Your mind,heart,body and soul to,
For in doing so she breaks the shackles and chains that
restrained you
She is
Poetry.
Jah Bless
