Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
The Word
oh it hurts
and it hurts even more
to know that you got the knowledge
but no capacity to use it
that the brink of your knowledge is spilling over
but the capacity is empty
empty as it may seem
the word that keeps turning few hundred heads with me
the word that keep me awake in the night
the word that haunts me in the brightest day light
the word that seems to spin the world around
the word that has no might in its sound
now down to the dust
it is hard to bear
that my capacity is full
and my knowledge to find it bare
no money in my pocket
the rent due to be paid
if im evicted i could add another word to say
im
jobless
im
homeless
im
laid bare
once more to find my way...
Sunday, 5 April 2009
Bags
Monday, 16 February 2009
Freedom
Saturday, 3 January 2009
I Got Nothing
i got nothing
and that feeling of emptiness has raided my senses
it has closed into my pores
it has lingered it bitter scent into my arm pits
and i sit there crying
arms cross with my head resting down
i got nothing
i never had anything
but now that you are gone
i got nothing
i got not even me
leaning against a pile of carnage
my slippers reek with dust and blood spills
and my mattress separated from my bed
arms and legs scattered like confetti
i feel nothing
i got nothing
feeling ashamed to be alive
why leave me alive to remember, and feel and feel
this heavy burden upon my heart
i am nothing
and indeed, thats why i sit here
because if i was something, i would not be here
i never had anything
and now i got
nothing...