See, without you

See, without you,
Flames are without colour
The sea rose in weak tide and slide in pains
Even the dancing full moon is dull and unhappy

See, without you,
The rainbow is only a pale drawing of a child
The sparrows are all without their songs
Even the flowing stream is without his rhythm

See, honey, without you,
The evening is sluggish and refused to end,
The stars have lost their twinkling,
Even the happy daffodils aren’t there no more.

See, without you,
My world can’t be gay,
My existence is but a jokeEven life itself has lost its meaning.

Searching for You

I was looking and searching
in the faces of many beauties
in dark dawns and dusting dusks
before the Sun and under the Moon
among the gentles and amidst the cutes
as they come in colours, sizes and forms
in hearts and piecing eyes, I did search.
So I looked, not knowing whatuntil I rest my search on you.

To say I love

I have been waiting
for a call from you,
forty days and forty nights
I have been wishing
for just the sight of you
moments to do it in rights
I have been praying
for the opportunity to say I love you
and to say it with all my mights.

Angel of My Dream

Tonight, we meet again
My evening I never want to end,
Co’s,it is the time of many colours
when I bath in your presence
when I smile in vacuums
Co’s, you dwell in my dream.
The angel that fan my eyes
to a world of pleasures untold,
the smile that kiss me awoke
to a world where two are harmonizedco’s,
you are the angel of my dream.



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Thought of thee

I’m cross in a tempest,
in thought that stole my rest.
Like Einstein, I possess wit,
this thought has striped me of it.
Like Tyson, I gat blows,
this thought has cast my gloves.
Guided like Bill Gates with wealth,
this thought, brought me to earth.
Jordan-like, all my balls I duck,
this thought race me like a duck.
Still, I’m stuff with rhyme like Jackson,
yet, this thought smoked my throat with Benson.
Dizzy at the thought of you,
Dreaming in the world of two,
I’m lost, falling and falling in thought,
I’m dogged in your world of thought.

The Magic

The magic I felt when you laugh
Like magnet for steal
Calls my soul to order
When you throw your head backward and laugh
You make me see the fray light
Of unending euphora divine

The magic in your laugh
Makes my soul chat a new course
Breaking up barriers like
A seed in dry harmattan soil,
Keeping my soil in bliss
And holding your magic
At the door of my soul
Long after you let it go.

The Gift of You

Just can’t believe the miracle
That I can now fond
Each day when I watch the Sun rise
The colour it beams
The gifts it brings
The treasure of them all
Is you

Just can’t believe its true
As I kiss joy out of satisfaction
Each day as you make me smile
For the gift of you
As I pray and thank everything
For the colour you add to everything
Everything is you.

The Thought of Losing You

With clouded mind, I try to see through
The meaning of what you said, the other day,
The obvious is conceived,
But reality makes pale the soul,
I can’t bear the thought of losing you.

With hot tears, I thought about all we have been
My bleeding heart try to imagine all we could have been
The obvious is conceived,
But reality makes pale the soul,
I can’t bear the thought of losing you.

With soul filled with questions and heart memories
I plead, please kill me but don’t ever leave me,
The obvious is conceived,
this reality makes pale the soul,
Please honey, don’t ever leave me.

All I Have is You

If I have a thousand ships
For your pretty face, I will launch them all at once
If I have but a million friends
like the nightingale, I will sing of you and never sleep
if I own a billion kingdoms
for your sake, I will give them all to charity
but if is just a wish
my wish is for you to be mine
if all I have is you
I have all the world.

Give Me your Smile

God has the world
Swallows their joy
Nightingales their songs
Grasses their greens
Petals their beauty
And you, your smile and beauty
What have I but you
Please give me your smile and make my world gay
Or send me to hell and make my world stray

Oh Barbados

Oh Barbados,
The flame of the forest, they call thee
But your flames never burn until summer

Oh Barbados,
I know a flame that is better than thee
It burns in all seasons, twice better in summer

Oh Barbados,
Its flames in all sights, better than thee
In my sight, it made my everyday a summer