Wednesday, 5 December 2012

woman in flight

Woman in flight, like a feather in the wind
I love her despite, the empty promises she uses to bind
She changes her mind, and her voice is always sweet
She leads me blind, like a fire she’s the heat

She has a pretty voice, in tears and in laughter
I have no choice, I keep on chasing after
I can’t rejoice,  I’m a slave and she’s my master
But she is always lying, always a miserable character

Who can trust her, who can ever be happy with her
Who can love her, who can ever be loving to her
I concur, i’m an amateur to her
But it will never occur, that she is the one i prefer

Woman in flight, like a feather in the wind
He has a pretty voice, always gentle always sweet

the true maning of love

La Amour...
In every language you say,
 it sounds sweet any day
Love is an emotion of strong affection and attraction
It is the intimate addiction to the one
The one you give all your heart, the one you promised never to be apart.

Love is a virtue of kindness and compassion,
 it is the unselfish devotion with vows of passion
love unleashes a variety of different feelings, feelings so real it’s more like healing
to a heart that has been chilling,
in the depths of the cold sea.

love is passionate, it is the closeness of being together
it is the  oneness of being in love, to hold and to have
love compares to survival instincts, that keep humans together
love is less of a sexual affair,
 it’s more of a punishment that you endure over and again because you care.

in love, you never fall,
 when you fall, it does not hurt
and when it hurts, you do not cry,
 because love conqures all.

whether rich or poor, on the beach or in the shower
whether short or tall, in winter or in fall
whether blind or deaf, insecure or feeling safe
all you need is love.

love is an international language that overrides all the cultural and linguistic illusions that represent our generation
love is reciprocated, it’s a mammalian drive like hunger or thirst
 call it lust, call it attachment,
 but i call it safety,
the security to say the words ’i love you’ and feel it, to say ‘i need you’ and see it.

love has taken control of my system, stimulating my brain’s pleasure center
i am so in love i get side effects
when i can’t eat, it’s because of you
when i can’t sleep, it’s because of you
when my heart beats, it’s because of you
when i stop to stare at another woman, it’s because of you
it’s because i know, she has nothing on you
the common ground for humanity, is the need and desire for love
love is timeless,
love is kind,
love and kindness are  never wasted, and so is time
so trust me when i say,

a victim of love

In the beginning there was love, and love was good
But love was fucked up, but not in her hood
See, it was love that brought her parents together
By the same love she was delivered
A beautiful baby girl, touched by God himself
A wonderful child, likened to a trophy upon a shelve

See, her mother treasured her,
 her father thought she was the treasure
But  was it for love that he popped her cherry, or was it his silent pleasure
Every touch made her feel lesser, her very wish to die quicker

Tears on her eyes, her story never heard
Her cries on weak ears, her story too absurd
Every word unheard, everyone unconcerned
Who would ever want to pick, her side or the dad

If love was in nature, then she would have been nurtured
Never to face the torture, victimized by this creature
He who was to be her teacher, turned out to be the creeper
Deaf still remains the preacher, no words could ever fill her

The victim of his fiction, her poetry her addiction
Not even the crusiffiction could heal her of this friction
The monster in her head, as he rose she went back in her cave
Her innocence he enslaved, secrets  she will take to the grave