MUSPIRATIONS

"i know" I know you think i am so weird. most things i do may disgust you. you feel i am not confident. i know friend. yes, i know. i know you sleep at night with fear. you think i may not really care. when all seems lost and darkness falls. i know dearest... i know. i know you think i am quicksand. loveable, hard to understand. timid and shy. stupid and bland. i know dear friend, i know. i know sometimes, i dissapoint. and tend towards a breaking point of frustration and denial. i know dearest i know. i know how you treat me with scorn. say things about me that will burn my heart and make me feel so torn. i know dearest. i know. i know you do not know i know. all these and more, but i let go. to live a simple life of peace. i know dear friend. i know. (c) Danny El

in beautous glimpses, on the edges of dreams Your smile glistens, like the rays of dawn. I see the colors of tenderness in your eyes and i wonder if I'm strong enough to break the ice. Your mind is the hallway to things complex and beautiful. a labyrinth of art, mysteriously powerful.. that... When you kissed me. i experienced rapture. elevating to a realm. governed by the future. - A future birthed from the moments we share in silence. on grassy hills... holding hands through the rays of passion as we burn in each other eyes. renewed from the ashes of our smiles ...in beautous glimpses, on the edges of dreams... - Danny El

"i cannot breakdown...." this is the lie i tell myself while my heart is on the verge of loosing itself. sometimes i stare in silent transitions between fantasy and reality and feel like a tortoise without limbs curled in its own shell. "who told you, you can move mountains when you can't even pick a pin. you lazy Nigerian youth. your failures stink like the stone cold faeces of a chimpanzee i saw passing on daydreams street yesterday" ...said stagnation. Yes, that being that has decided to put me in a state of mental depravity it's like my thoughts are caving in...to a bottle of dreams and aspirations left to ferment. that demon that feeds you with the memory of your failures. and all you see is how you shouldn't have followed this path or missed the other path forgetting that action and reaction are equal and opposite. From this bottle of dreams. i drink everyday. forgetting the failures of yesterday. assuring mysel

One.... two... three. in constant increments, we began the fire that merged two worlds together. "Analysis check" was the phrase I evoked in constant scrutiny of these raging magma in my veins. Our meeting was a constellation of fireflies in space. in which we drowned subconsciously, but somehow evolved into amphibians. that could adapt to these changes terraforming our minds into colonies of insanity. Your eyes is the gate to a world simple and beautiful. Sometimes I question the nature of my reality in your absence. because reality is when I’m with you. Your hands is the highway to all things tender and poignant. Sometimes I get sick when I’m not with you. because your touch makes me blue. I won't try to fight these soldiers of affections assembled in my mind for a war of wit and guts because they will surely prevail. Instead I will lead them on a course to victory in mind, body, spirit and soul. Because I think I've found that mis