Music, My Other Language

Strumming your strings

Such sweet pain indeed

Holding tight to sound sweet 

If I let go there will be no hum

If I let go there will be no tune

If I let go there will be no song

Hold you close

Yet not so close

Hold you tight 

Yet not so tight

Hold you right

Strum you right

Let's write out my story 

Through the chords strummed from your strings 

Let's string together 

Let's make music forever

I am afraid

To take it all away

I am afraid

To try and make my way

Will I stand?

Will I sway?

I need to know..

Can I make my way?

See, what you took

Rather, what you have

Rather, the part of me you own

Is the only thing I need

To make my way out

Of this forsaken world

Of hurt and pain

Obliteration

Robbed

Robbed of my father

Robbed of my mother

Robbed of my sister

Robbed of my brother

Robbed of my family and friends

Alone

Empty and scared

Hollow and wrecked

With a void I seek to fill

With solace tears

With silence and darkness

With retrieval and denial

But fear brings me back to reality

Taunting and maddening

Fear of the silence inside

Fear of the illusions in my mind

Fear of the haunting sleepless nights

Fear of the memories of what is gone

Gone

Goone

Gooone

Go...

Now...

Leave me alone

No...

Wait...

Come for me too

Why did you have to leave me?

Am I that undeserving

That death loves others more than it loves me?

Take me as well

Take me where you took the rest

Take me now

I beg

But please make it as painless as sleeping.

Not all is lost, I still hold on to Hope

You were my hero

I was your princess

I am your reflection

Your image and likeness

Similar in your nature

An imitator of your behaviors

I held you with high esteem

And you taught me never to accept anything less than royalty

For I would grow into a Queen

Thus destined for a King

Mum loved you

You both completed and complemented each other

I an added piece of the puzzle

Further enhanced the beauty you both illuminated

Like the sun as it sets in the evening

Like the lilies in our little garden

You promised you would never leave her

You promised you would always lover her

You promised you would always be my hero

You promised I would always be your princess

Mother loved you

Mother believed you

I loved you

I believed you

But you broke your promise

And broke our family

When mother passed on

I was left alone

For you took in another

And she brought with her 

duplicates similar to herself

She was your witch

And you became her wizard

What was to become of me?

Our castle became a dungeon

Our little garden of lilies

Killed for being pretty

For the witch lied that they gave her allergies

And the laughter and life in our house

Soon perished like our flowers

Lost you to another

One I am supposed to call

Step-mother?

How about

Not-my-mother?

For that is what she is

Will I ever get you back father?

Am I still worthy of a king?

Or doomed for believing it was not your fault?

You were just trying out your luck?

For a second chance in love?

So do I forgive you?

For the broken promises and hurt?

Should I stop judging you?

For maybe you were lied to as well?

Just seeking comfort for lost love?

Lost for she passed away?

And I a constant reminder of her beautiful smile?

Sorry papa I couldn't piece our family puzzle back together again

Sorry papa I couldn't comfort you when mother died

Sorry papa for the pain you carried alone inside

I still love you papa

And I will wait as long as it will take 

For you to return home to your little daughter.

Past Time... Present Time

Once upon a time

A catch phrase every child knew

Once upon a time

As such story books are indeed once upon a time

A distant time in history

A time slowly becoming extinct 

Once upon a time

Stories about princes and princesses

Once upon a time

Stories about happy ever afters

Once upon a time

Stories about utopia worlds

Once upon a time

Magic, fairies, talking animals and trees

Once upon a time

Imagination came alive

In this time

Children Speak, Live and Fancy XYZs

X-box, YouTube and Zombies

And trending in numbers HTCs

Horrors, Thrillers and Cos-plays

In this time

Batman vs Superman

In this time

Civil war

In this time

Deadpool

In this time

Game of Thrones

Not every pool of water owns depth

Not all stories start with Once upon a time

Not all stories end with a happy ever after

Not every content you feed your system is necessary

Not everything is worth investing your time in

Past and Present time

Had and Has negatives and positives

Invest in positive growth

Plan to dive in enough depth of water

Not in a baby pool

Get the right fishing spot

Not a swamp

Seek information and knowledge in the right places

Seek guidance and assistance from the right people

Be creative and think big

It is not about happy ever afters

It is not about magic and flying dragons

Nor about princes and princesses

That I treasure Once upon a time stories

It is about the hope they give

The lesson they teach

That good always prospers over bad, evil, wicked

No matter how long it takes

No matter the struggle that one shall face

Justice prevails over injustice

The truth will always be laid open

Those who are humble are surely exalted

Once upon a time

Was someone's dream

Wake up

Open your eyes

and write out your own story

for you bear all the materials you require to do so;

Your talents and abilities

Believe in yourself, 

Have determination, 

Work Hard and Smart

Let Prayer and Meditation be your daily routine

Know that your dreams are possible to accomplish

You just need to have courage and be kind

The Struggle

Such impeccable beauty She is

Oh! What marvel to the eyes

You can view Her from any angle

But every angle is different, 

Every angle is unique, 

Every angle is special, 

Every angle is more beautiful than the other.

But to keep such beauty,

She had to Fight!

She had to Fight Hard! 

She had to Fight with Strength!

She had to Fight with Courage!

She had to Fight with Wisdom bestowed upon Her by Her ancestors!

She had to Fight with her all!

To have it all

Not to loose at all

The beauty that is rightfully Hers

Her forty two children She wanted safe

To shield under Her breast.

She commands respect and attention

Admiration and approval

Her home covered with green vegetation

Creatures of all kind

Maybe the Garden of Eden in the modern times

A land of milk and honey

That the pale skin men saw as potential

Potential to scramble for and grab

Grab what wasn't theirs

Harvesting where they had not sown

Imprisoning the children of the land 

And we became slaves in our own home.

Slaves to be exploited

Whips, sexual assaults, starvation, taxes and torture chambers rewards for resisting

Slaves ripped off our independence to free will, thoughts, ideas, opinions,

For anything you said was already held against you

Left but only with the right and freedom to breath

For they couldn't rule that

And with all their "intelligence"

They had no control over it.

They said they came to our land to bring "civilization"

But all they did was insult us

They made us donkeys

Beasts of burden

They called us monkeys

They called us dogs.

Did they think after all their treatments we would accept them?

Give them gifts?

You mess with a chick,

Well be prepared to be pecked by the Mother Hen's beak

You tried to destroy our culture and make us go against each another

So we fought for the blood you spilled

That was our weeping

Fighting and revolting against you

And we finally won

And sent you packing 

Back to your home

Now She holds Her head high

Waving Her beautiful powerful Black, Red, Green and White flag

For Her people fought with shields and spears in defense of their freedom

Blood was shed and She mourned for Her lost children

But She reclaimed Her natural wealth

Now peace is Her motto

My Power My Freedom

 
Color and ambiance
Beauty and glamour
Freckles and wrinkles
Wisdom and power
Seeking attention
Commanding approval
Let matters speak for themselves 
Let them command a podium with their voice

The art of drawing

The art of music

The art of writing

The art of dance

The art of poetry

The art of photography

The art of technology

The art of free versing 

The art of spoken word

Arts of expression

Arts of sharing

Arts of liberation

Arts of love

Their influence

In their power

Power of color

Power of words

Power of tunes

Power of chords

Power of choreographed steps

Power of the lens

Power of code

Freedom of the arts

Freedom in the flow of the pen

Freedom in the flow of the paint brush

Freedom in the flow of the body

Freedom in the observation of life as it unfolds behind the camera

Art

The Power and Freedom of expression

Dear Darling

Hold your breath and count two, ten
Then breath in... breathe out
Now put your trust in me.

Close your eyes and take my hand
We are about to go for a journey you won't forget
So Dear Darling
Don't be scared..
To take the first step.

Hold on tight
Don't let go
I promise
Not to break you or make you fall
Our future is intertwined
I hope you can see
As clear as I can see through the glitter in the sea
The sea of your eyes
A reflection of me
Same as the sea reflects the sky that we now see.

In the present and the beyond
Our hands and hearts will remain
A perfect complete jigsaw
Of different shapes
Different sizes
Different strokes
Perfectly intertwined
Perfect in every way
Natural perfection
For we didn't have to lift a finger
To join the pieces together
For each simply found their perfect other
And they complimented and completed each other.

Isn't it beautiful and warm?
To watch the sun rise and to watch it fall?
Fall... to bow to the rise of the Moon
As the Moon shall soon fall... to bow to the rising Sun
Two leaders that rule with great grandeur
Each with a kingdom they don't fight over
Both beautiful in their perfect way?
Both dependent and independent of each other
Both whose future is intertwined as ours.

Dear Darling
Don't be scared
To open your eyes and make this a reality
To let the jigsaw complete itself
To let our hands intertwine forever
To trust me with all you've got

For I shall always hold on

Even when you let go.