Sunday, 12 February 2012

Uconditional...

You wake in the morning
and all u can think about is hm...
Then u smile.
Doesn't really matter if he
was the Knight in that dream u had last night....
You like the idea..

'Morning hun, how did u sleep?'
That's the 1st text u get wen u check your phone
It came in even before the alarm went off
You cant believe the good thing u got goin' on...

You call hm up in the middle of the day..
'Just wanted to say, i love u'
Its so easy
and u can tell he's glad u did
He makes u want hm more

Sometimes u get mad
You wanna bite off his ear
... Cause he wont listen
You wanna tear his head off his body
... Dude wont think.
He looks up at u...
'I'm sorry'
And u just end up hugging hm
.. Real tight.

Girl u aint perfect...
There are days wen if he dint love u so much....
He walks out the door,
but does really shut it. Just in case u might want to follow
Doesn't talk to u for a day
... Or two :-P
But keeps bugging your best friend,
'How is she?'
'Does she miss me yet?'
' Wat is she wearing today?'
Wen he cant take it anymore....


He comes ova n accepts your apology...

He sucks at basket ball
... But u r his number one fan!
Hardly ever wins a Fifa '11 game
... But he taught u how to play.
His friends always murder hm at C.O,D
... But he gets back up for u.

He...

................ To be continued.

Music Alone Shall Live

There'll come a time when the sound of music
shall calm a raging storm,
When just the beat of a drum
will speak to a crowd,
When only a guitar tune
could write a whole volume.

There'll be a day when the sounds of little jingle bells
will be heard from miles,
When the big birds will listen
to the robin's song.
When a book will be writen
just from the rhythm of the piano and harmony of the harmonica.

We wait for the day when man will feed
on breezes and G clefs.
When baby noises will be put into
songs of dancable tunes.
When even the song of the wind
will have lyrics.

One day, all music will blend
into one.
From Beethoven's Fur Elisé,
to T.I's Hell of a life.
From Van Morrison's Moon Dance,
to Pink's Fun House.

Classic and Hiphop wil speak
and understand each other,
Rock and RnB
will be no different,
Soul will be reborn into Dance,
and Techno will have a different name.

Music is all around us,
All we have to do is listen.
When everything else goes under,
Music ALONE shall live.....

True Blue


Every evening the sun goes down and it’s nightfall again.
I sit quietly in my room…
Alone, but not lonely.

It is at this time that my mind goes all bizarre on the paranormal.
I don’t know, maybe it’s all the ‘Supernatural’ I’ve been watching.
I look at the walls, I see all kinds of crazy.
The patterns on my door looks like symbols and even the wind outside freaks me out.

I turn on the radio loud to mask the silence.
… The sound of music makes me feel like there is someone else in the room with me.
(not the creepy type)
… And I start to dance.

Slow dance…
I’m in the zone.

This goes on for a while until I get tired.
At this point, I drop on my bed and I’m off.
Till tomorrow morning.

…. The radio is still on.