November Wordsworth

Wrapped your heart  Up in a veil of inexorable grim  Pinned cautious signs up it's barricade; "Trespassers executed." We all deserve seven chances, right?  You must open the door For radiance to walk in, or else; "Darkness as a queen  will reign for eternity." Don't we really deserve better than that? Give blooms twice for glooms Grief for grace of solace Frankincense of winds of alleviation Compensate erosion with rejuvenation.  "For tiks and taks once lost, are never found!"

I see you, You see me Rocky hearts painted of love Behind sharp double edged lips  Venomous flecks we spit. Adoration mixed in a furnace With pride and admiration Exploding into a clash of titans, you and I A vulture and a raven. Admirals in our own monarchs Love burning deep with in On leashes tightly we clasp our luxuria We admit not.  Across Canyons we travel  Over mountain peaks and cliffs of gravel Stones and pebbles we unravel Through elongated hysterical nights we marvel.  Mutualism mutilated in a wink After disclosure of that that had been concealed For decades of a friendship that's now deceased. @juliuscseguya

It's the click,  That sound chalices make As they kiss together in a toast.  The taste, Perfectly made to be savoured Brewed longer for zesty.  In togetherness Cowries fall for dowry Knots are tied up for eternity.  The king of beverages roars  And rumbles down the glass Beers for cheers Cheers for beers as we toast! 

As skies cry nightfalls nightingales switch to a new song Owls play harps of melodious glows beneath the touch of a blue moon's flares Let it rain not!  Dad told me why you left Was it because,  "you never wanted to be a mom"  Why did you leave me "Is sorry the word you are looking for" Let it shine neither I was natured by drudge nursed in pain On juices of my own lesions I nourished Sixteen and sweet ,  off juvenile petals, nectar I lap up I swirl in pools of butterfly blooms dawned has my dark, so bright I shine Light shines brightest on he who once walked in darkness painted once in pain in pleasure I paint  and with love, forever I'll paint

Roars of the wild claim my heart Ravenous for pray & blood for a quench Out of courage, jaws I clench Brave to face the world under the blue skies,  Deep within, lies a lions heart!

As my face threatens to rain I claim my delight At hand a substantial seal to our long held affection I hold. Endured for 9 months Eyes wide like my own pink lips & a continuous ancestral nose. In a hallway, Right at first sight I fell for you I knew you would be mine Fully now, you're. @juliuscseguya 

At his earliest breathe, Prior to kicks of vigor And writhing swims midst viscous fluids. In the heart of smiling faces, Out loud he cries. After this, On puerile knees, he crawls Unsobber staggers and reckless falls,  and then that first step In a sleeping rob for the first, He calls a lady "mam."  Right after, In joy out he sprouts like a little terminal bud,  Shooting through loam cracks under morning sun rays.  Faced up with atrocity  His tale starts as one that would end as; "And happily ever after  He lived." And now,  Down mute below a flat line he lays, In the heart of widowed glooms For a last glance,  After his latest breathe. @juliuscseguya

A crave unquenchable for the sweet On a quest for chalices of dopamine For a rupture into euphoria. A weakness for sweetness We Learned to ride, swim and dive to chalices of unfermented confection.  The older the sweeter as wine Years off the clock Off lips, love we sip.

Over again Down this same old town road Here again we go,  For quiet nocturnal roller-coaster ride Down once forth The sun in her eyes switched for grays Glooms eclipsed her crescent with placid the shine of the stars above her city Doomed by ebony co-wives of glee Just once again The skies we stand under  Are deeply immersed into ebony mists A fog so thirsty that no light can quench A sombre haze, thick and unthawed Here again In a flash, She is carried on wings of a golden retriever A redeemer like she one has known Dressed in white and scarlet charms Out of this same old town road Down a road of chuckles, soft smacks and soothed smiles we fly @juliuscseguya

I drain and wilt I try and fail and again, I fail In pain, I frail.  With a broken brush I paint In pain I clash An anxious heart in a rush In fear of the unknown,  I rush and crash. Onto plain canvases, Paints a dead muse  With broken word crayons And faded verses I paint A painting of a blurry mirage. A plain canvas of an empty painting  Painted with paint from an empty vase  By an empty heart,  Is empty painted, with invisible paint.  Sands of time, slither down the kink Gloomy cigarettes burn to ash A weary sad aged wall clock Glares like a dying flame,  A fallen sun in hurts of insidious stardust.  Oh my dear muse,  where on, did you on go to?  In a dead coercive voice, do you hear me call?  Come back to me,  Please.  With out you, my painted paintings,  Are painted empty! @juliuscseguya 

She reclines onto her languid spine Sets her melancholic soul adrift to the ninth heaven In a quest for her love Xylophone cyclones  Chase after her in the frenzy As eyes cut through  The constellations  She spots her quest kiss In furry, she showers them  Ashes of burning sulphur nothing left to lose.

I wakeup to sirens On top of an empty stomach A screen across an unthawed room Broadcasts statistics  of rising death tolls.  In the a wrath thwacked city under siege by an inconspicuous foe.  Behind a door of a solitary citadel Veiled in dread at the bed of a pitfall Filled with waters of wretchedness to acme,  I can't breathe  Down on the floor, I lay drained of lively anticipation. Cacooned in a cave  of a constrained hunger strike Melancholy mentation metamorphoses into illusionary mirages of redemption tendrils of an unknown savior,  from an anonymous earth. As I stand in a hallway Marked 14/2 Passed 7 blocks on the left, The 7 left on the right,  lead to the statue of liberty @juliuscseguya

Life is a chessboard,  With boundless pieces & moves. It's a game of piece choices, A gamble of move chances. Everyday is a brandnew  day, A bounty of brandnew  opportunities. Boldly we stand Tall we stride on. With the right button for a right move We checkmate. On tweeter

Let's paint the sky Into a spectrum bow Shimmering all around a dangling lunar pendulum bob. With the nightingale  Let's sing a symphonious vow Of the story of us Adrift a voyage of our life. Anchor in pacifics of joy For better for worse Felicitous nary a remorse Till we lay, our spines down the Nile. All are scoundrels You for millenniums, I choose Tight close, you I hold not loose I for you and you for I as the goose Down a river of life we cruise. To love you selflessly Carry you on with respect and gratuity Not to fract but fabricate Queen and king In our painted sky, This is my vow.  @juliuscseguya

Gabriella Wrote,  "Here I am  Your secret admirer noticed me not  Though I told you  I adore you  Lone alone I watched  At Jean you stared My heart melted As if she was all You had ever seen,  All you had ever known I hate you Sedrick If at all had you known What my life is with out you  Perhaps  The behind of the scenes Of the film of my life Would have noticed I love you  Out of my hands Drops a non-prescribed bottle  In this now thicker air, I can't breathe The sun eclipses the moon So on I live. " @juliuscseguya 

His touche resonates in my nerves Finger tips on a blind quest Adventure all about my corpse Toe to scalp Trailing the skin at the back of my ear  Reaching out to the tip my nipple.  A sad worn out wall clock rings out in anger I can hear it say, "why could it take as such long?"  Having had a futile 3 hours makeout I can see blood running to his face.  He thinks perhaps, I do this deliberately.  Yet vulnerably,  To emotions I lay dead in the couch Past affections drained me of tingles, Wriggles and wiggles of emotions.

Glare at the death I and the falling autumn leaves Are destined for. Whimper groaning whispers As a breeze that blows by erodes my soul along. Carried on by the dead & the gone as cut wrists empty my veins to the land of the dead. Breath my last For I couldn't live without you.

In a broken heart  hibernates a languid soul  Deep In remorse and remenesence In a world of a goose egg of compassion Nor passion, except depression Melancholy touching the tops And bottoms of an encyclopedia of rue  Slithers and sibilates in agony Despair and hysterical overwrought Memory flashes of her diary In her last minutes of light she wrote "without you, I can't leave"  Ready for his last moment,  He kicks a stool below his feet Dangles off a rope Set for the love, gone before him!

Blue light spikes cut through faces Shinny faces of the known unknown Smiles, smacks and chuckles Reverberate through tranquil sounds Birthed by humble strings  Oscillating from a tender pull  of an adept thespian.  A warm ambient rebirth of memories  nested in the heart of passed on moments being relived An aura of throng belong long Tip toes of nostalgia,  aneastisial love to the pains  of longs for the once closely beloved.  Endless jokes, mocks and pokes Talks and walks Hinges and rekindles of  Fractured, fragmented and shattered chums Lights out, a friends night out An eternal nocturnal reminiscence dream bud sprout. @juliuscseguya 

Under influence of a midnight sun The west crimsons, as the east grays Casts auras of rain and snow through a lavender haze.  Apricity of the sun hits our left Storm flakes crash our right In solitude on a midnight train  we set for the north In the heart of light  and shadowiness we laze  lost in each other set our bodies ablaze. @juliuscseguya

In a veil of betrayal love wilts Pink lips all over him Blood runs to my face Hardly could I hold tears back At a glance of life Up I pack all that's known to be mine Forgetting all that has to do with yesterday Set a journey off to the unknown "Baby don't go", he squalls.  But still, I couldn't stay For the way he calls me baby I know I ain't the only one. 

A quill and I soar in poesy heights In love, my verses I recite A queen watches  Dropping strokes of my write.  Her words are light In the dark when my eyes are shut to sight.  Shoot for the moon, not the stars in the night.  For a queen, I a king writes in might. @juliuscseguya  

The love we had,  Shone as the brightest star in the night A tree that relentlessly grew  into huge oak canopies of delight.  Not until one night When an intruder encroached our island of affection, in the middle of the night  With a text.  "He loves you", He said In a room left for wandering It's paradoxical if the phrase carries similar meaning to me as it used to then.  The sun is down to set, the sand down the glass See the heathen I've turned into I hold onto a wilting faith For the more nights we spend together The more strange you become to me! 

Through dappled canopies,  a full moon shimmers unraveling beauty hidden  and entangled in lunacy,  Sited just next to an oak's trunk.  Caressed by despair In the middle of nowhere Glance over curves,  curves of her naked half.  Inside deep knows I, that; Not if had she been a moonstruck,  My eyes would now Have been gazing at my next betroth.  @juliuscseguya

Nursed by the devil's breast An advocate who kissed a demon's toes  And rose to the odd. A wolf in sheep's wool Glints in light,  Brusqueously slithers in the dark. Brought him in as an own, little had I known,  That, "he was a python I couldn't fathom" If at all hearts could once ever speak.

In a sound autumnal night Stands her in a glade's heart Adjacent to the apricity of a blue moon.  Her skin in a glint of spectrum colors Of an afternoon rainbow She dances to tunes of an acoustic flute Blown by the unknown.  I bid farewell if as she were my own She is a princess And, just a peasant lad I am. @juliuscseguya

Staring at me is a woman in a mirror Wrinkled skin, sunken eyes Contrary to a reflection a little diary has  In an old gnarly heart Lies a gloomy angry soul Fallen void of smacks I am her, she is me!  Angered by laws of nature, questions I ask Those I'll never have answered still, I ask!  Is is all that lulu has to offer?  Breaking midst speech, gasping for air.  Lifting me up in the glamorous skies dump me to waste in a junkyard?

Drum beats rumble among ribs that once nested rotten hearts Fleshless lips rumble For where to kiss of what was that is no more.  Set candles up for a last sermon Break a decaying bread From crusted chalices of aged vine wine we sip For our sins have received atonement.

Blood flows to vessels once it has ever trailed Feet to alleys  once twice or thrice. A mind I own wanders  to days of intoxication  stutters and chatters. Nocturnal walk talks Voyages of hearts, yachts and rafts lone caravan distances Deep seas sand dunes Oh steep cliffs. Affection is a compass in oblivion   A bubble to a drowning soul Beneath the ocean bed, Distant from terrestrial breathe. Behold, Love finds its way back, always! @juliuscseguya 

Stand at the shores of the netherworld A foot in the dark, a foot in light Out of the woods, off the leash,  However, feels like I had fallen in love with the dark Anxious about what light has to offer I hesitate.  Overcoming takes courage I crawl out of this dark cave Into the light, bathe the apricity of the sun  Tall I stand, and fast, I stride on. Over the contemporary concoctions Obsessions with the witches potions Wreck a crusted pot That kept me in a trance, then A vegetarian, I sip my green.

 On to a cold bed of the Euphrates a cadaver spine I recline As  ripples  consent to their RIPs  Toes embrace a soothe of sea spray, lazing on the backs of black wistful pebbles. I empty my heart  decant out waters of wretchedness  to flow along with a river of filth to dance to an acoustic tune a tune of a spiral's autumnal wind. @juliuscseguya

Tik-tak goes a clock The sun set to set Ticks a ticking time bomb  Sands sink down a kink. Sorrow has darkened my world Days have fallen short of light Vehemently nights have been hurled down,  to long emerald hours of wretchedness. Proven "stage four." at last diagnosis days numbered spirit fallen short of grace "Isn't it me that needs saving?" On a finger my days are counted.  Months for days, days for hours Here stands I at the end of a road.  my lamp of hope dimmed,  All left, is anticipation for afterlife. @juliuscseguya  Sandglass  

Shoots her eyes up in the sky Spreads her wings out wide to fly Fore seeks  the fortune of her liberty.  In a mighty thrust,  She shoots up into the sky any further she can't go with a chain on her foot.  Her love for him is a leash A palisade she can't evade How much soever ill he treats her She keeps on coming back to him! Tweeter Post

Ten plus thrice, I've been defeated  Hold out a double aged blood drenched sword A shield and a breast piece Fight a battle of apocalypse. For a time along the thirteen, I fought, overpowered and overcame Dragged the beast into an abyssal dungeon  At a war of armageddon.   If I won, why do I still fight. Is it because, "The beast reincarnates?" The triumph was only for a second split  The only way to kill a beast, Is starvation.

Thirteen down the road I sipped on a goblet of adulteries "That last gulp was the last",  I always say!  Tasted as honey at one bitter and crusted at thirteen  Thirteen down the road of life I sip on this goblet of adulteries.  At thirteen, on chains I sip I fight hard to break free A weak procrastinating heart,  keeps me back to sips.  A goblet that slithers in the dark lingers on my mind, All day all night with me everywhere I go  no tears left to cry,  There is no where to run.  I saw that was, that is and that, that is to come Was pleasure, a burden now and  This goblet I wanna break free from,  Will be the end of me.  Though my heart cries out for liberty This goblet has become one with me,  Can one break up with a kindred? #drugshapana @juliuscseguya 

Overwhelmed by calls of the world Schedules running down catalogs All around the clock Paradoxical doctrines, life death hell nirvana Overwhelmed by calls of the wild Inner demons yet to out burst  Intoxication, excursions spiritual affections Here I stand above the horizons Painting my next footsteps Here I stand yet to be torn apart  Where should I go, whom should I disobey?  Down lay my soul Rest on the cool riverbed of the Nile As water laps over sands of silver For the worse is yet to come! 

As I stand at as high as this trajectory With a quill I soar in skies of poetry For the king, my verses I recite A queen watches dropping strokes as I write.  Her words were my light In the dark when my eyes had no sight.  Said Zahara, I know you can do it Why not give your thoughts a flight Shoot for the moon, not the stars in the night For a queen and a king, I write with might. 

I am an acrobat Balance on the wheels of life.  An eagle On the two wings of flight.  In a day, shadows may kill my light.  Sorrows may distort the harmonics of my symphony.  In another, a juvenile sun may shine  Shooting rays of apricity Washing away emeralds of melancholy.  I may dance to newly born melodies  Little birds sing in sumptuous voices From dawn to dusk.