Sunday, 24 June 2012

Bright Black Star


Astrophysics
No physics
Nobody
Nothing
Somewhere among the inky sky
Two stars collided
Shining bright, together
Never one
Just two separate
Complementing, completing
Becoming slowly the things they could not be as one
Sparks flew and the sky was alight
Both stuck there in glorious still-flight
Showing each other the light
The way out the dark
Not alone
Together
Not together
Yet not alone
Peace they brought
Before a piece broke away
Revealing a fragmented truth
A truth that could have prevented
Things and situations
A truth making one feel filthy
Making the other feel guilty
And then it exploded
The night sky full of light
A sight so hauntingly beautiful
It broke my heart
Illuminating the Earth
The souls escaped
Spiralling downwards towards a shallow grave
Preparing to be swallowed by the Earth
Yet in the sky a supernova was occurring
Blurring the lines between virtual
And reality
Virtual reality dreams
Broken seams
Broken friendship
A lot of lost love
Yet one not in the wrong
The blinding light disappeared to reveal
One black star
Burnt, ashen, broken, alone
And one black hole
Ready to destroy anything
Still beautiful
Still strong         
Yet separated for eternity
But for the time that the light flourished
An empty dull space was filled
A heart was made to not feel alone
A mind finally felt understood
And the cold turned warm
And now I get to see what the other people see
Not the person you once revealed to me
Oxymoronic differences
Condescending tones
Coincidental friendship once again gone
And once again you're over there
and I’m here alone.

Saturday, 16 June 2012

Cardboard Trophy


It’s not like I need a specific day to remember you
‘cause I think of you everyday
I imagine the things you would do
And all the things you would say
Would you still make us all laugh
The way that you used to
Would I still shout at you for eating sugary things
Knowing they were no good for you
Would half the things be the way that they are
If you were still with us right now
I wonder too much sometimes
Who, what, when, why, if and how
I wonder if I’ll recognise you
In the silvery beauty above
Will we be the form that we are
And will there be white doves
Flying all around in the sky that envelopes us
A bubble of happiness
Where no one can penetrate us...

Walking around the shops
Full of their over-commercialised crap
Teddies, cards, letters and cups
Even customised blue and white hats
And I can’t help but think of you
‘Cause I know none of that crap meant anything to you
I made you a trophy from cardboard and scraps
'No.1 Dad' it said
And that made you happier
Than handing you gold
‘cause you treasured those little things
Until they grew old
But somehow those things outlived your life
And still I question why, why, why
You were so far and still so young
But I guess you always belonged to the One...

And I’ll see you up there Daddy
Wait for me
Get a cup of tea ready
I’ll bring some cake
Together we’ll sit
Talk, laugh and cry a while
‘cause it’s those little things
That I want
That I never got to do with you
And I’ll make you proud this life
And everything is for you

I guess what I’m trying to say is
I hope you know we ain’t forgot you
That’s impossible
You’re one of the three
That gave me life
You’re the ONE I remember in good times
And in strife
And I know you’re up there looking out for us
Looking down on us
And Insha’Allah waiting for us
That dream in my head will be reality
We’ll all be together
And we’ll all be free
To be that one big happy family
The family that I always dreamed.


 Happy Father’s Day Daddy. I miss you. 

Wednesday, 13 June 2012

Governmental Spy


A tear fell for you
I don’t even know why
Yet I caught it in mid-flight
And let out a silent sigh
I guess I’m fed up of people
Leading me to gardens
And throwing me to dirt
Caught up in a rosebush
Like cotton wool
Yet you ain’t even slightly burnt
Two very different lifestyles
Different cultures
Different lives
Guess that’s destined to be
                                 The story of my life
I wish for just one
Who doesn’t steal, doesn’t cheat
Doesn’t lie
I guess that’s impossible
‘Cause everyone’s a
Governmental spy
So I’ll stand up for my rights
‘Cause I don’t deserve none of this
When I did nothing wrong
I’ll stand up for my rights and revolution
I’ll stand up real and strong
And if God don’t send the one that’s
Supposed to stand next to me
Then that’s cool
‘Cause everything the Almighty does
Is truly meant to be
And all good things come to an end
You win some
You lose some
You even lose real friends
But I guess what I’m trying to say is
In the end
Everything ends
So what the hell does it all matter in the first place?


Friday, 1 June 2012

Run You All.


A pigeon was knocking on my window
Scraping claws against the glass
Trying to coax me down memory lane
To a place they call the past
But I don’t wanna go
So I shut the curtain a little
But it kept on clawing
Trying to make me broke and brittle
So I cast my mind back to the shit I did for these people
Of which none are still around
‘cause I guess they got what they needed from me
And it was me that drowned
Got caught up in the pain of what they did
The way the screwed me over
And left me here all alone
Trying to find a way over
But I made it through
I grew up
Left you immature wastelike fuckers
Right there in the smog and fog of the past
You lot still think drinking, sleeping around and getting high
Is a #bigmanting
And I just ain’t about none o’ that
So fuck you lot, fuck you all
‘Cause the thing is I’m now all grown up
But you’re still really really small
You don’t even deserve this piece of sparkly bullshit
But just don’t forget it was ME that you wronged
And I apologised when I had no apologising to do
But I guess I never meant that much to you
And even now
For the people that are around and in my life
I don’t let no-one in close
Not no more
‘cause you just don’t know who’s gonna slam that door
Right there in your face when you thought all was good
Even the one I though I was gonna take to Heavens hood
Raaas why do people just not care about each other anymore
People say things
But the things they do show a different score
So this is about me now
And yeah, my heart is lonely
But I’m not desperate to have fake fuckers around
So run you
Run you all.