azdi404

 ending the end listen on youtube or here it took me forever to realize that it doesn’t matter   who has left, hurt, or betrayed me, why I ended up being a part-time lover for every lost soul, why I'm filling everyone's gap by choice, hoping for a steady full-time face   then I wondered why no one is filling in my empty life... why the frontiers of my feelings migrate with them when they leave... = I should’ve consoled them and ran away with what was left of me, hunt for shelter away from the fleeting days. But you, .... but you, my beloved only you, had you stayed around more, even though I fight your ghost every day, foiling its escape plans   the thought of freedom from you is sickening, still, you're depleting slowly from the seams of my memory. = deservingly, I have become proud for the little time received I knew you in recognizing a smile for what I’ve accomplished, adding bits and pieces from here and there, from over the months, not so pretty,   some s...

the end listen on youtube or here let the dark faces fall down as I have    under the traffics merciless feet    to taste the dirt of life light a candle for the blind like me    in a squatters basement where I stay guarding captivated spirits in   the solitude of my mind. = summer stenches from the streets above    evaporates into memories talking to me    where I reminisce, about the passage leading down here blocked by staled love letters, broken songs    cold heart-ed bodies rejected me over the years    for a chat that I can't escape,    until I release my last breath    telling you what love can do.    = it's a constant fight to release a plan words and lies drift away portraits brought me closure   in a daily dying place, reminding me that I will too.    = cracking earth beneath,    carving a grave for me,    anticipating my maker, ...

Nightfall listen on youtube or here It’s nightfall & I’m lost in the bewildered roads that never wanted to reach her. Lost in the empty hills from attrition with the night owls scanning the darkness Feeling the pulse of dawn. The sky is still in limbo About the memory of silence whispering About my sorrow that never filled a book words constantly spilling over the sides == The hunger of my poems on a plate My healing notions in a wooden cup. I’m dehydrating, and death is carrying his photo albums and coming over with a cup of his favorite mix, To take me to his kingdom of fear shamed & naked, To be buried an orphan in an unknown plot. == An eulogy sung by the moaning roses The humming of prayers standing there with surviving dreams that could perish If the gray seasons arrive a little late. == But the roads never wanted to reach her she’s so unforgiving so death is coming over early And I’m alone and too far from home. I’m hugging the darkness Feeling the pulse of dawn crawlin...