Imagination (2023)
Repetitive Days
Do your days feel different?
Or are they all the same?
Who’s calling out my name today?
Casual conversations.
I never know what to say.
As usual tempted into contemplation.
Should I get up and leave or should I stay?
Now I’ve walked into a thief and everything changed.
She took my heart, strengthened my beliefs.
She looked like love, appealing aphrodite.
I’m hooked on the high, feelings above what I see.
But will we be able to keep our shit together?
Gather my thoughts and feelings, putting them in a letter.
Falling because someone took the ladder.
I write your name with elegance.
I like the way you put me in a trance,
your eyes’ glance, your hands’n fingers touch.
Sedated by your fragrance, it lingers and I can’t get enough.
You make my body fill itself with light.
No meditation needed, you feel so right.
Wish to hold you but my hands are tied.
I’m wary, my mind’s filled with fright.
I tried, had my third eye fried, died, saw white, but not as it used to be.
It’s a collaboration of all the colours I see, you won’t believe.
Guided by Truth
Your divinity visible when your mind blows.
Love to hear me prose about infinity and it shows.
Hard to tell if you’ve ever freed your spirit,
gone through hell,
Well,
wore it well,
But now my skin’s full of lyrics.
That smile to me, you wear it
beautifully,
speak truthfully,
superfluously you flee.
Dream lucid,
discuss superstitions without prohibitions,
except the green between us’s blocked.
Yet it’s your favorite colour,
and mine too.
Accept the scenes I’ve seen, the shocks that shook. What it mean?
Us.
that’s the truth.
Tent in spring,
flirting with summer’s muse,
am I the competition or am I blowing bamboo flutes.
Breaking the repetition of the live you livin’.
Showing hard truths, softly spoken, word by word.
Boredom’s a stranger when the heart’s bloodflow surges, unheard.
What I do is bring you closer to the Lord,
guide you through glass doors without breaking them.
My sting will expose her,
rays that’ll get you closer to your inner peace restored.
A soul through storms reborn.
Get in my boat—onboard—towards the reward that can only be explored.
for Putting it into words will break your vocal chords.