FIRE OF MOODS

Testimony is a rewarder of men Whose sight has been framed to look beyond the tangible walls Where hope has cried out her tears. I am testimony, And I have found foundation at the horizon Where the sun sleeps after it sets. And to find me is to look without looking. Although, stars would shine without being polished, But never will their light radiate until darkness comes. And for this reason they must tarry, Till the day has no light and darkness declare the night. I have persuaded men to see and learn, From those who embraced me even when they saw me not, For they returned with rewards as inheritance, And hope smiled again. I will continue to tarry, Until you make the wind your messenger, And he carries your words to the still waters. Until I see the waters rise and walk on the strength of faith And challenge fate to keep his promises. Then will I reward you. For you now understand without trying to understand, That you are th

Commencing with a hug, We clinged onto one another, Rubbing body waves and signals together, Sending silent messages, In coded gestures, As we sank deep, Into the waves of selflessness... Beginning with slow blissful movements, Which generates a force field, Of unlike pole  Verged on our lips, As they converge, In utmost effortlessness... From slow blissful movements, To rapid smoochy motions, My body melting in yours, Yours also in mine, Dissolving in restlessness... And our hips collide, Matching one another, Move for move and stroke for stroke, Delivered in masklessness... With quicker, faster movements, We mumbled words off thoughts, In a moaning of helplessness... With our grip firmly tightened, In unparalleled thoughtlessness... We shook... In an embrace of ecstasy. #El_Magnifico™

My heart yearns , For your fresh love anew, Beating over and again, Asking for more of you. My lips dumb and dry, Waiting on your kisses of dew, A watering and wetting afresh, Wanting for more of you. My eyes looks forward to, Always view your radiant hue, Speaking to and feasting itself on you, Solemnly seeking more of you. My nose longs for your smell, To fish you out from a million queue, Knows you perfectly well, And reaching for more of you. My ear listens for your voice, Waiting to hear an obvious cue, Sweet, sonorous and poise, Conscious for more of you. My skin alert and attentive, Desiring for a touch anew, Receptors standing like sentries, Vigilant for more of you. #El_Magnifico™ [[Culled from "Leodership Magazine (issue 2)"

"Every bright new morning, I arise to the command of my lord, And ridded off my free will, I imitate his actions and words. I go where he goes, And stay where he stays, Since my fate has been sealed, With him I'd be till the end of his days. As much as I look lifeless, My importance cannot be overemphasized, With all things I have been prominently placed, Emphatically waiting on the wise. The use for me to realise, Like stars are to the skies, To utilize his full splendor, Harbouring no regrets after he dies. If at all time my lord is aware of my presence, His actions would be coated with bravos, If with my lord I were to trade place, I'd be fully conscious of my shadow. Truth is a jealous mistress, Which is what I speak, Her hidden self would be understood, Only to those who seek. It's disheartening my lord seems not to wonder, Why fate placed me so close and not yonder." Adorned with a diade

Watch me rise like the sun, Towards the bright clouds, Soaring to the sky, To become neighbours to the winds... Watch me leap, For the summit I crave, Beyond unrest, Unto tranquility... For I can hear the cymbals and harps, The songs of the cherubims, As they rejoice... I hear the clanging of bars, The breaking of barricades, As they make way... I hear the whispers of the wind, I feel its cold embrace, As I give in... Watch me glow, Like a pearl to all eyes... For I am a bird to remember, One which flew, With wings of fire. #El_Magnifico™

Some pathways are a track to no destination. Try walking broken bridges, And you'd understand the truths of a vanishing point. We speak of desires and how these ires pushes us to long for heaven, And find fulfillments. But our hearts have learnt to wax lyrical, Till it fuels our brain with vain imaginations, And a boy sets out on a journey for great warriors Without a single instrument of war. Another boy is a bag of raw gold, And he has burnt into his heart the belief that his heaven was certain. He can see the doors open unto him, But to walk the fire before him into paradise became a debate That shoved his conviction aside and melted his dreams into a ghost. Poof! Like smokes in the air. But there are days, When conscience will reveal to you the secrets of your flaws, And the margin of your errors. Or more still, The foolishness of your thoughts, And how fear has wrought you into shreds, That except you accept your guide, and w

Sweet is the woman who served me newness From the depths of her breasts, For I had not known taste. But sweeter still is the love that beats and meets my tongue With every drop of milk I lick up. Precious is her sincere care, That sails above the tides of time, And gave me a peek into the peak of heaven. For in her eyes dwells the force of the seraph, That never loses light nor grow dim. I have thought of clouds of light, And even of rainbows at night. Yet these glow of beauty does not come close to the radiance of the glorious woman Who taught me how to shine. Blessed is her tenderness that has tended three tendrils For her heart has learnt to love in three different ways And still remain whole. Máámi... You yielded me milk And gave your life in drops of sweetness, That broke your wings that mine may grow And beautifully take flight. For you are the brightest gem and the deepest song, The flower that breathes fragrance into my

She knocked on my door, And time skipped a tick. I was met by a beauty, Whose charm is far beyond nature. Her eyes clear and bright, Like freshly tapped palm wine, I cannot help but to get drunk on them. Her twin towers, Constantly my North pole steers, Till it shatters the limits of magic. My problem was in giving myself away, But this visitor my ailment cures, As elixir sang me birthday songs. I was engulfed, My lip was the stake, Her desires has just begin to burn, As it caressed me into rubble of ashes, Where the sun sing of dusk, And the moon sing of dawn. I am your heart, And this beauty of whom I sing, Is one you'd later learn to call LOVE. #El_Magnifico™

Will my bones and flesh commune with me, To uphold my weak hands and feeble knees, I tremble with fear my labour is free, For my soul shall die and my spirit cease. ••••• I have searched and known the taste of arrows, I have seen and trod upon the barrows, Where the mighty are called back to their nests, Man after man, welcomed as a lone guest; Now shall I tell of the ease in decline, The evident rage and vices of wine, Of small beginnings and enormous ends, That strangles life off the soul that it rends; And just as a dog feeding on its poop, So does wine faults every soul it recoups, Delight to the flesh and grief to the soul, Orgy that besets and hardly lets go;  Shall I contend in the chambers of hope, With arms akimbo waiting on the ropes, Suffer my breath and lay me in my grave, Till fate shines its light and grant what I crave; Or comfort myself to eat of this dish, To stretch forth my hands to hasten this wish, Make the time

Come forth my dear, And take thou my heart, The time now is here, Come rip me apart. Goddess amongst queens, My thoughts is thine home, Wash me of my scenes, Mark me to my bones. Lit me with thine lips, And make my soul burn, Swing swiftly thine hips, And be my night sun. Oh listen my love, And teach me to trust, That tough bends and curves, May not get me lost. Do conquer my throne, And there daily dwell, For I left alone, May head straight to hell. And do be my root, Hold me firmly down, Be Queen fair and cute, While I be your Crown. Come forth my dear, Do take thou my heart, The time now is here, Come make lust depart. #El_Magnifico™