Destination Love: taken

It’s a simple truce
We’ve come to terms
Solitude is no longer a concern.
Here, beauty, being a rare find,
Is mine.
I can finally say, I have arrived.

I remember
Going through a few dishes
Called games and heartaches.
Disappointment was prevalent,
Deception and pretense was key,
But then I found you and saw it all!
I have no fear.
Here, love being a rare find,
I can see it in your eyes.
I will be surely taken.

Hello my WordPress friends, this is simply for the lover in you, the hopeless romantic in you, the hidden smile shrouded by your pursuit of dreams, the child in you that still remembers that first touch, that strange muse in you out of nowhere filling you with words, well just enjoy the blog and like heh?



The Toy Killer

Thunder roared. Lighting blared. The echo of the rain from the heavens was partly a melody, and mostly a painful downpour for the men hung against their will. The sound of lashes ran across their backs echoing through the dark night. He was not a violent man just his tendency. He had seen too much and remorse and sympathy was washed away from his eyes. Looking from among his collection of tools of death he asked. “Tell me, how shall this end?”
–HillsofExile2 coming soon…


Dante’s Prayer

On my social media feeds today and as well as the phone calls I got, there has been more than one death news. Here is my response. A song by Loreena Mckinnitt. May God bless us all.

When the dark wood fell before me
And all the paths were overgrown
When the priests of pride say there is no other way
I tilled the sorrows of stone

I did not believe because I could not see
Though you came to me in the night
When the dawn seemed forever lost
You showed me your love in the light of the stars

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Then the mountain rose before me
By the deep well of desire
From the fountain of forgiveness
Beyond the ice and fire

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We’ll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me
Please remember me

Screen Shot 2014-07-07 at 4.30.47 PM

Into the Storm

Into the sand of blood they marched,
No lover in their arms but guns and bullets.
For the country, for the people,
They were walking into the storm.

This day, they donated themselves to the struggle
So their love ones can sleep in peace.
The land shall wail indeed.
They were marching into the storm.

If freedom was ever cheap;
Bayonets in fleshes,
Bullets splintering through
This day was costly!
For the people, for the nation,
They were marching into the storm.

Because they went into the storm we don’t have to.
The lives given for such privilege,
Began when men of glorious destinies gave us independence,
Through intellectual discourses;
The courage to stand against tyranny,
Injustice and discriminations.

Into the storm,
It was not an easy march.
But for freedom, it was necessary!