I am Born of a Woman

I am born of a woman, 

the salt of the nation.

Bruised and conflicted under the sun, 

that gave way to life and meaning,

wrapped around words twisted and hammered violently,

painted immortal heart with a canvass of confusion,

deliberate dillusions of misconceived minds in deep despair,

conceived in wedlock, 

perceived to be a bastard child.

Here stands a child woven with cloaks of name tags, 

shadows that need not the sun to appear but even in that gloomy darkness they glow.

Here stands a child who once bled in hallows and dungeons, 

places unforeseen in valleys of unspoken dreams and visions, 

unspoken questions of what was, is and will be...

I am born of a woman, 

oceans of tears have crafted routes of an identity kept under rocks, 

like ink stains they remain prominent scaring the most fragile part of all.

I am born of a woman, 

through it all I gave way to the past that was painted across fading clouds of superficial thoughts, 

I leaned on a shoulder harder than a rock softer than any cloud in the sky,

put my faith in something more solid than any gem existing,

Kneeled at the feet of a healer who chooses, not the act that was but, the purity of the heart.

I am born of a woman, 

salt of the nation, 

who gave birth to a new tomorrow.

Let Me Be

Let me be your Covenant of peace, 

that when in anger and subliminal fears of yesterday fog into your sweet today,

I will embrace you, 

cradle you in the unforeseen treasures of my heart.

Let me be your temple, 

an ever green tomorrow filled with fields of blooming dreams and visions, that when in captive,

I may be your captain to navigate your aspiration safely on shore while the sultry sun give way to your new tomorrow  with no submission to sorrow.

Let me be your sun, 

that we may in the womb of tomorrow bear sons and daughters, 

fruits of your seeds that will be harvest to the nations, 

answered prayers of the afflicted, 

misunderstood and weathering hearts, 

that when in hunger of wisdom and knowledge they may navigate their destinies written in the palms of their hands.

Let me be your moonlight, 

that when in doubt of the present, 

I may lead you through still nights, 

past silences that blur the route of your tomorrow.

I will shine my light of serenity from the depth of my heart where you will always find your feet upon the ground, 

dread on thorns of hate, 

flames of guilt, 

ashes of words that were spoken unto you, 

used to curse the lips of those who seek to bless you...

Let be your winter, 

that when the nights are too long and cold, 

I will submit my being to you. 

Allow the warmth of my flesh to caress you gently while you rest on my chest a place you can call home, 

I will keep you under the belly of my promises to see you through trials and tribulations that when summer comes you will never find yourself in Limbo but in an oasis where your prayers are always answered, 

your praises heard 

and your song of perseverance enchanting even in the minds of the ignorant...

Let me be your spring, 

give life a whole new meaning of love, 

an affection stronger than any form of hate conflicted on your yesterday, so that you may never be a convict, cuffed and imprisoned by debtors in this world.

Let me be the sound of your pacing heart, 

move along swiftly and gradually through the change of time,

through the changes of life,

in that heavenly music parade of each others presence, 

where birds sing and flowers dance to the sound of our heart beats, 

I want to be your reason for living.

Let me be your dance, 

guide your steps on the stage of existence, 

in that when the time to fall comes, 

we'll be in each others arms forming a bond inseparable in its nature. When the time to stumble comes,

we'll be a united force illuminating in the presences of darkness that dare take the word "hope" from tomorrow, in that, there will be a communion of trust.

Let me be your man, 

strong willed, 

bed rock integrity that our seasons may compliment each other in that you may be the woman you want to be...

Believing in THIS Future

I see pain when I look into the past, 

I look at the present and there it is again, 

but the future is what I can’t see. 

What will happen, will it change? 

It scares me not knowing. 

But When I think about my future, 

there is no way I can imagine it without you... 

Promise me that you'll stay, 

with me in my present and will never leave me... 

I'll even steal your heart, 

if it's not meant for me... 

Life with you by my side is all I'll truly ever need... 

You made this Good-for-nothing, 

life worth something.... 

Worthy of every breath I take... 

As my soul gets fulfilled from appreciating you, 

with no-conditions...... 

So special you are to me, 

Loving you won't be a problem, 

I believe in us...

I believe that it is my faith.... 

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