Archive | May 2012


From google images

Product of heat and pressure from eons past,
Soon the gem you are, you’ll be.
Blessed am I that you’ve come to me.
Flowing veins of rock have brought you to my soil at last.
Tales of rare findings like this travel fast
For treasures like you, in these parts we seldom see.
I will tell the world how you came to save a pauper like me
Cos a diamond in the rough I found at last.
Tap-ta-da-ta-da-ta-da, I found something precious in the hard rock
Happy am I that you have come.
Brilliance and fire obscured by grease
After I evacuate, cut and polish you, your purpose shall be unlocked
People will pay a fortune just to get some.
Your beauty will bring the greatest of men to their knees

Veils of darkness exists no more,
My layers of obscurity, you meticulously peeled away,
Happy was I, covered in sweet rot day after day,
You cut off the rock that shielded me, you opened my door,
Joy and limelight now penetrate my core.
My kind, they stay forever you say, but have I come to be this way?
I’m frosty without my covering of smut, dirt and clay.
Am I the toughest substance to ever be?
What radiance can a worthless rock of glass exude?
Who are you? Why do I understand the language you speak?
Why have I been brought here alone?
For more than unprecedented brilliance and fire, I have capacity to bless?
I thought I was only carbon, am I the treasure you seek?
Am I a diamond? Am i worth more than stone?

My esoteric piece of priceless stone,
Only a guided eye can grasp your true value.
And place you in a beautifully sacred milieu.
Befitting are you- o royalty’s own.
Ah! I can now call uyai on the Phone,
Her dowry has ceased to be an Issue
When she comes wearing her worn out red shoe,
And I place my diamond on her finger, alas! I won’t spend my life alone.
Oh ice, please beautifully adorn my maiden’s neck.
The gem you are, displayed for all to see
Product of heat and pressure from eons past
Diamond so sorely vexed by the lapidary, thou art no wreck,
You beam with fire and brilliance, bless all you see.
Once upon a midnight dream, one diamond cut a diamond at last.


In silence…

I have her, they say I do. I believe them too
While I want to convince them how alone I am, I listen to them..
We’re close because they say we have to,
It is the right thing, it is what we need to, it is what we can’t not.
From a distance, we’re all we’ve got.
He’s been the shadow you see in the picture,
they say I should rejoice that he reflects at all,
blurry or not, I should train my eyes to see him there.
Somewhere, somehow, we learnt to tear down the bridges
We built walls in her stead and felt falsely secure,
we dance slowly as loneliness sings her bitter song.
An alliance to mask the insecurity that lurks within..
They protect to deny us of the love we long too feel.
Me, a large percentage like her, an offspring
A mango doesn’t fall far from its tree.
She, too overwhelmed for words she hides behind a strong demeanor.
Too set to be involved
See us holding hands while steadily threading parallel paths
Look. See. I can’t reach you like you can’t reach me.
Finger tips occasionally brushing. Some contact huh?
With poise and all. Lock it in, abandon it into the depths of your mind
The outside doesn’t speak of the discomfort within
We’re obligated to stay strong for each other,
Crumbling would herald a domino effect or so we think,
It is the least a cold and twisted branch can do to for the semi-broken vine
Keeping me, was a wise, wise resolve.
Gradually, both of us have become much more than just she and i
we’re a unit, a tree, a bond. weak forces or not, we bond still,
Nature has made it so, has demanded so
But she should take her duty seriously, pull me
I want her to teach me, quit the excuse and try
Her loud silence does little for me,
Why wouldn’t she speak to me..does she regret?
She should be all over my page..whywould she hoard the wise words?
Why would she seek to inspire these silent tears?
In this cold city, tell her to show me warmth, I want her back
Not the warmth a toddler needs, the sure foot a lady craves…
What do you mean I should answer, did she call?
She’s older, it is her fault

Blooming too fast is she
I can’t keep up, I can’t deal
Time is literally slipping through my fingers as I watch her happen to me
My voice echoes as I speak..for I speak to her when she isn’t here.
Is my invisible pillar of strength not strong enough for herself?
My bundle of beautifully wrapped joy, my achievement, my pride,
I see her unscathed by the circumstances so I let her be
Her eyes say she would conquer, doesn’t she see her eyes?
I try to mirror her strength in a bid to show her her.
Have I showed too much? Mine’s the mistake she must learn from, see?
Her tiny feet look big enough to walk in the step of amazons
From the moment I saw her, I saw everything I dreamed.
I would write my life’s script and watch it play out in hers.
I look at her and I know my life isn’t even near worthless
At least I brought her to bless us.
They look at her and they go green..
Captivated by her beauty they confess
My friend who arrived my care unannounced
I wasn’t looking for her when she became obvious. He didn’t even know
At first, I wasn’t sure I wanted her, but she had come to stay,
I tried to end her existence in my dreams but she lived on even in my dreams
Breathed on, stayed on. With each kick there she reminded me,
The picture of plenty things to look forward to
Hands that will be mine forever to hold, one that was mine to nurse
Obligated to love and look up to me, us two in my world.
I couldn’t face them yet, couldn’t explain couldn’t deal.
I didn’t push, she was as unprepared as I, but they said it was time
So I let them take her out of me,
Beauty more beautiful than ever I hoped,
Now I stay perplexed as old methods don’t hold sway
Who is taking her from me? Why doesn’t she bring her cares to my throne?
Why doesn’t she enter my room? I don’t want her to go, I miss her..i cant reach her
Cant she see..she’s all I have?
Must I tell her? She should know..
Must I call her? She should come..
See..tell her please, I want her back, I cant reach her..
what do you mean talk? What do you mean listen, she’s the one to hear me out..
she’s younger, it is her fault…