HAIRS WILL GREY...

Tarmac road feeds on torture….as wheels harvest life’s highway mileage

Opposing wind wheezes in pain…pedals pressed to chase mirage

Slow-down sign posts thrown into pits…destination lyrics sang in haste

Tortoise sermons pass by unheard…inflated egos with patience as waste

Safety belts endure rough escapades…pedestrians greeted with fumes backward

At last!  A long drive comes to a halt…no flames of zeal to move forward

Tubeless tires embrace deflation…traffic jam ignites frustration

Pleasure-baked urgencies die off…diluted by dusk’s burning exhaustion

Sleep-fed night sighs… relieved of   darkness labor pain

Sweet baby Sun is born …warmly received as summer rain

Slumber land joys drowned… by courtship kisses of day-time deals

Pregnant sweat streams burst…toilers' nails hunt for daily meals

Youthful teeth laugh at the old… drunk of temporary daylight thrust

At last! A tired day retires…all bones soaked in wools of rust

Life-combed hairs surrender their glow…dressed in uniforms all grey

Green grasses doze off…turned to dead dry heaps of hay!

Queen of olive skin to live and die for...flamboyantly natural as tropical garden

Alluring scent leaving senses paralyzed…true rainbow colours of a proud maiden

Flamingo legs with feathers to match…sky is the limit with life at its peak

Packages exposed for eyes to devor…ripe fruits pricked when currencies speak

Motherhood dreams roasted alive…bed time stories with strange subscribers

At last! Olive skin dries…no more Networks from Service Providers!

Wardrobe mirror stares in pain…no wrinkled hand to sooth an aging face

Perfume bottles all turned antique…no fruits of love to hold and embrace.

  
2011©Meshack Sewe

Tik! Tok! Tik! Tok!!..Our speedy and carefree lifestyle not withstanding....our hairs will slowly and surely grey....and we shall be humbled..

TOO LATE...

Drugged zombies…haunted by stained compassion… and passion

Licking black blood… of illusion… and confusion

Reciting dead prayers…both symbolic… and hyperbolic!

Dancing in toxins…all ionic… and chronic!

But now…it’s too late…all sanity gone… foregone!

Cockroaches on heat…in dark love “spark”

Scampering for cover…from light each night

Cramped in cracks…no space for race

Dreaming of morsels…in bins of sins!

But now…it’s too late… all guilt drank… sank!

 

Champion stallion…amused by a colt’s revolt

Trotting in leisure...laughing at filly’s willy

Pacing down-slope…as a rider’s strider

Galloping away… from a mare’s stare

But now…it’s too late…all hooves torn… worn!

Sweet Katrina gone insane…now a hurricane!

Carefree agitations….as night time  erections!

Married to Sarus cranes…mating in murky lanes

Leaking nest unthatched…cursed eggs unhatched

But now…it’s too late…all wings broken…heartbroken!

2011©Meshack Sewe
hmmm....in life,when our wicked ways,  secret schemes,  or  shameless pride take us too far ,  too far to appreciate others for their worthiness...too far to recover all those we have lost...a time comes  for paying the full price...when it's  TOO LATE ...so, beware!...before it's too late!...
 

SHATTERED GLASS...

Green-eyed darkness swallows my thirsty sight

Walls in vain I beseech… for an escape site

Solemn prayers I murmur… answered by echoes of light

My glass… smiles with hope…dressed in rays so bright

In relief I soar… as a desert kite

Free at last… free at last… from gloom’s fury  bite

But now… my glass is shattered…I ‘m  a homeless mite!

Untamed lightening winks…its sharp voice astounds

My glass… parries all fears…gobbling deafening sounds

A murderous spider crawls … away from soaked mounds

My glass… oils its path……destination reversed to grounds!

Glutton vampire …on my trails…with pangs of bloodhounds

My glass… blocks all my scents…external stiffing never counts

But now… my glass… is shattered…I ‘m trapped where risk abounds!

A great paradox…my eyes see not my face!

My mirror… how loyal...defines me with grace…

Forward sings my vision…undressing contents of lace!

My glass… back-spies…keen on dangers to trace

A tired foot curses… in pain…too tortured to keep pace

My glass… magnifies my strength…keeping me in the race

But now… my glass… is shattered…I’m drowning in mucky disgrace!

2011©Meshack Sewe

Hmmm...our lives are full of "glasses".....which often get shattered......leaving us in tatters!

BLEEDING KNEES...

On shy chameleon legs….I ones came…

Before thee, a heartless flame!

From a muttering tongue…my pleas oozed…

But…alas!.. your ears had long dozed!

Bundles of sin…to confess I hold

Drunk of my fill…of every cold scold

Will you let go….as now I plead?

Shall I be dismissed-a millipede ‘playing dead’?!

On my bleeding knees I now crawl…

Thirsty for  relief….not a suicide brawl…

Your feathered scalp…I ones explored…

Surrendering each strand….how you implored!

Sipping our wines…of joy and delight…

But, alas! …lightening struck…with blessings of blight!

Bitter fumes condensed….stripping your haggard breath!

Emotions executed…. torn heart cursing to death!

Will you let go…..as now I scream…?

Shall I be tossed- a dry leaf on stream?!

On my bleeding knees I now burn!

Offering my ashes….ready for about-turn…

2011©Meshack Sewe

Hmmm....a personal reflection....on how sometimes we feel overburdened by our own  emotional loads....and crave for relief... by swallowing our pride....owning up....and saying "I'm sorry, please forgive me"

SOON...IT WILL BE!

Insane night-rain …loudly weeps and pounds…

Ejecting termites from their paradise mounds…

Bright darkness paints their virgin eyes blind

Flamboyant wings nipped by drunkard wind

On land they land...in shock, nude and cold

Lusty eyes laugh…glutton tongues spread as mold

Their fate… soon sealed…with traps they can’t spell

Their past…soon history…. temporary tales to tell

A tired Sun dies smiling….burying a sweaty day’s fright

Homeless bird inhales…frozen fumes of mist all night!

A hosting tree cries foul…abused by bird’s care-free poop

Leaves’ chilly tears flow …deformed feathers scared of swoop

Irritated branches fight back… lone visitor pushed and tossed!

Hunger burns for a new day….far from a host damn crossed

Bells of dawn…soon ring… melodies spiced with optimism

Time to nest…soon arrives…no more patching on fatalism

Days of a kitten…pampered by warmth of kitchen

Endless games of scrabble…chasing feathers of chicken

Innocent paws craving to tease and tickle…wrestling bored dog-tail

Live rat-meal tortured with joy… its death casual as serving cocktail!

Siblings play hide-and-seek…scratching, jumping, and stalking under

Purrs and meows resonate….lullaby licks of fur before slumber

Playful days…soon wither…..no more roles of indoor kitty  

A new error with new errors…soon descend...with its nitty-gritty

2011©Meshack Sewe

My personal reflection on how SOON situations change..with soon you'll never tell... a life to behold radiating richness on a face...SOON defaced with shutters of joy SOON shattered...left in tatters....with SOON a frowning moon SOON wears a romantic smile.....buried dreams spout with life..hmm...just wait....& SOON you'll notice that SOON surely comes!!!!!

ENDLESS DREAMS...

 










I had a Desert dream…

Devouring seedless Kalahari dates!

I journeyed through a hot sand-filled stream

Thirst burnt my throat… with passions of first love dates

Tossed by fighting dusts…I heard a whirlwind scream

On vampire rocks I landed…my dreams turned to slates

Together all pieces I glued…ready for  a new Oasis dream!

I had a Space dream…

Attending moon’s grand wedding in Mars!

I flew through clouds… playing hide and seek with sunbeam

Weeping rain blurred my vision of flirting stars

Bruised by floating ice… I craved for a blanket of steam

Blinded by a bully flash…a rogue thunder ruptured my old scars

My wounds I nursed…ready for a new Solar dream!

I had a Sea dream….

Swimming with dolphins amidst cheering corals!

Evading storms… explored depths starved of gleam

Hunted by sharks with blood-stained morals

Abused by drunken whales…far from rescue team

On a mucky shore my soul awoke…deformed as ghost murals

My frozen hands I warmed…ready for a new Transatlantic dream!

I had a Poetic dream…

Sculpturing lyrics of sonnets… painted with rhymes of a rainbow!

Mind hypnotized…I massaged my soul with an inspirational cream

Wild weeds of free verses broke in…dressed in rags of a scarecrow

My pen glided in shock as a hacked classified live stream

On senseless stanzas… each reader frowned like a broken bow

Wasted words I erased…ready for a new Shakespearean dream!

2011©Meshack Sewe

 The best way to conquer broken dreams is dreaming new dreams!!..This is my special dedication to a friend  of mine who perished in a road accident with all her family -husband & two kids except their last born who survived the crash.......her determination, and struggles for a better life in a safe place far from her war-torn nation paid off....but sadly, and bitterly, never lasted....from airport heading to their home, on a smooth road,in their car....their lives ended...she was barely 25...with more new family  dreams to accomplish....we shall miss u, Juraia....

READ MY LIPS!!

Vultures patching on political clouds…not bothered by underdog weights!

God gracious! How grand are your heavenly gates!

Blood-stained claws thirsty for human meat…milking dry your Earthly mates!

Menus void of world’s bitter herbs…delicacies dance in your silver plates!

Sparkling tail winking to sexy stars…the wingless used as roller- skates!

BUT read my lips! Clouds will cry…
… and their tears will poison your heartless traits!

A rebel bee cruising in the dark…gulping nectar from flowers of the night!

Buzzing sound unheard……a noisy stealth of a rogue Knight!

Succulent leaves wildly caressed…fruits crashed and devoured with might!

Big-eyed darkness ever laments… for buds you nip with evil delight!

Restless tongue oiled with words….preys skinned without a fight!

BUT read my lips! Darkness will burn…
…and its smokes will curse your blinded sight!

A helpless cockroach sitting on its back…. legs imploring an ear-less air!

Struggling wings strangled in mud…escape walls all thin as hair!

Waterless rains cease not to pound…..stirring with joy pepper-dust despair!

Scented flowers for nostrils to lust…igniting flames of starved love affair!

Starch-less bread baked with sandy flour…..teeth muttering mute for a life damn unfair!

BUT read my lip! The Sun will smile…
…and its rays will brighten your freedom Stair!

2011©Meshack Sewe

 ...whether you are a Sky Dragon, a Night Snake, or an Innocent Slave.....life will never rest until your dragon tongue is cut....your poisonous fangs are uprooted......and your your bruised soul is restored.....nothing..nothing...in this world...lasts forever....our world never forgets to punish...to a shame...and  to reward where it is due...READ MY LIPS!