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To whom I owe...
To whom I owe this gift,
Of life's pains and treasures...
Oh yes it has been a pleasure.
But how many tears have come because of the
cigarette burns of love, hate, despair, hope,
cheers & fears.
To whom do I owe the gift of giving a right cross,
The fighting might within me,
the spirit of just giving up and the many flamboyant
words that are not kinds to a children's ear.
How sometimes I want to say a big F/U to the world
to people to strangers because I am fed up of B/S.
But to whom do I owe this....
How much more can I stress and confess that my life, soul, spirit is a damn mess and at the same time want to say that there is beautiful power in the words I manifest, when I sit in front of my desk and let them free... yes I mean my poetry.
Naz'e's neither a angel or the devil but a sweet mix of the in-between.
To whom do I owe....
This classic tragedy,
This melodramatic volcano ready to explode but
more willing to implode.
So I hear you want to view the next episode....
Of my life's pains and treasures...
Oh yes my, my it has been a pleasure.
Come smile and tell me a tale and I will share a tear,
share a word with me and I will cradle your soul,
discard me into the abysses that I have come to know
so well and I will close my eyes and let the sun burn me
to a crisp
Dear words of mine, dear words from me come save me,
come love me and comfort me...
To whom do I owe this stalemate of checkmate.
Naz'e 4/11/2014 12:46 a.m.
