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!...
 

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!!!!!

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!

SHORT TIMES!

Romancing ants’ nakedness exposed …..Victims of a hen’s impunity scratches

Cheeky chicks rapping and raping….with no memories of hatches

 A die-hard fights back…its scissor-blades shearing with vengeance

Mother rushes with filthy beak……offender tortured and swallowed in defense

A shy shrub dances to wild wind tunes….answering prayers of a preying mongoose

Sky-tall eagle wearing cloudy lenses….scheming to set its killer noose

In a short time, the mongoose pounces ….with cold mercies of a mad flood!

In a short time, Chicks chicken off…their mother’s remains are feathers and blood

A bright day dies … in a deep tasteless sleep

A mysterious night smiles… as lovers moan and weep!

Hot-cold skins paraded...…for price-tagged quickies

Black lions prowling….for take-away sweeties!

Chocked skirts rejoice…when a zip is undone

Their torments return…once a lion is done!

Dead are wet dreams…of long-term engagements

The time is faster! Faster...for short-time investments!

For a miracle I rush to church….. Welcomed by ushers’ anointed faces

My Bible warms my hands…….Holy Ghosts gracing all spaces!

Dancers’ wings spread on stage….their songs awakening sleeping angels

Every soul religiously on heat……..goodies shaken at all angles!

A pampered pastor takes pulpit charge…..God’s words he carries with zeal to serve

My soul is coiled like a millipede….my wicked ways I’m tempted to preserve

God’s words oil up our souls…..lusty eyes divorce scented beauties nearby

In a short-time, I go on my knees……to my senile past I kiss goodbye!

Lost, buried, drowning…in a face- book’s holy creed!

Their photos you sweep and flip….profiles you explore and weed!

In a short time your heart’s gate opens …ooh how friendship you need!

Requests bounce back with joy….from new good friends indeed!

Notifications, emails, comments….in your page they weep…. and in walls they bleed

In a time so short...a cold silence is born….a new found breed!

A new script is opened….friendship passions scattered and freed.

2010©Meshack Sewe

Hmm…. was reflecting on short-time moments…..how short-time moments or actions affect our daily lives…how within short-times, we change our lives…. how within short-times, our actions, hopes, expectations, passions, etc, are changed…..