They came at night, lifting their evil banners on one hand, and darts on the other. They paraded streets, looking for souls to abduct, and men to recruit. They chanted perilous slogans to announce their presence, and no one dared to remain outdoors whenever these marauding fellows came to ‘play’.
They were men of the night who caused lives to take flight, they were hijackers of peace, and of course, every man’s nightmare.
The past should teach you, not break you -Twani Toria
It’s okay to visit the past, but, when you do, don’t come back to the present as someone full of regrets, be someone who has learnt from it.
We once called them wise men, duffing our caps, giving them
all the respect we’ve got, only
for them to begin doing things
only foolish men would do,
making fools out of us.
Listen dear,I have once lived a life as such;
pushing everyone away,
preventing love from creeping in,
blaming love for my falls,
never seeing the bigger picture.
And if there was anything I learnt from it,
it is, to never live a life as such
Come, let’s undress our souls
and expose the demons that
lurk in there.
Your Love is quite fremd;it places me at sixes and sevens
It is of such a great rarity;
there is none of its kind.
it can’t be left unappreciated.
one can’t help but be awed.
Your Love is love in it’s truest form.
It is one helluva of an honour
to be under the grace of such.
Don’t ask me to fix you,
I am broken too.
Let’s just love each other
as broken as we are.
That way, we might become whole.
To still be given breath,
despite having the right
to pronounce me dead.
To be forgiven effortlessly,
irrespective of my humongous wrongs.
To keep your arms ever outstretched,
ready to embrace me as yours,
whenever I come seeking your face.
To be loved this much,
my Dear Lord,
still shakes me to the core!
We all carry wounds caused by certain words or actions of people. But, let them not become scars. Treat these wounds the right way; by forgiving the inflicters. For to forgive, is to heal, to forgive, is to be at peace, to forgive, is to truly live.
They say when you look into a person’s eyes, you tend to see through the stories they fail to tell.
But, let me tell you about a woman, she was one helluva actress, whose eyes perfectly followed the script. Her deceits were so impeccable, as her eyes never contrasted her lies.