Bath Water

:: The awakening ::

Eyes ‘refused to open’ like newbies..
As I woke to the currents of lake dawn.
Silence is nice music..
But a cuckoo’s life is a great song (listen!)
Folded the blanket slowly..
Then shook my untidy off the sheet
Stumbled to the balcony;
Realizing body is still half asleep.
Took a wide look outside, lookin for I’ll never know wat
Only sure of wat I cud miss… the train to college at 7 o clock.
Here, begins the mount.. does my mind ‘ever rest?’
Is this a bad routine or am I travellin the cleverest? (route in)
Thots wont get less forbidding if I divided 8 by half
But faith raised as finally came the time I’d take my bath..

:: The Bathroom ::

Placed the towel to a hook on the wall
I released cold tap water into the hot
The sound is violent, but peaceful shall be my bath
..bared the tension til water lukewarm then crystal like glass
Then a moment of water-drop silence, I softly laughed to that
Amazing how in 1 minute, I reached a war in its aftermath.
Poured the 1st mug of water upon; I better be awake now
Water carefully steeped down from the cleavage’s mouth
Then thru the jungles of penis, it jumped straight down.
Forming shiny threads, likely to pull me inside ground
So I sat down steadily, I think it wants me to come close….
Must be hard to leave me, I can hear cries comin from the plughole
I quickly reached for the soap, created so much foam.
“Travel thru this cloud my lover, no need to rush more.”
Further, every single mug was embraced.
It asked me if I feel gud to which I said..
--“My soul has finally being aroused, u lift me high ”
The water receded - “I shall go now. The sun has lit the skies”
--“Wont u stay forever? U made me feel so bright!”
“I certainly cant.. getting u ready is something I liked”
--“hahaaaaa… fuck you!!!!”
“bye…”
I was being “MUGGED” for all this time, hardly did i realize!!!
The bucket goes empty……………….. everytime I try to repay it’s sacrifice.

(grabs the towel and rushes out confusingly)

Galactic Screams

this the shiit...

I hear them in my head; my growth abides them
They love to play me loud in omnious tones of silence
They need me outdoors, mothered by the streetlights
Then i look up, above n out; perform a freestyle
Vehicles pass-by in slo-mo, lookin like Satan's pets
I envy hospitality... maybe bcoz my patience' sexed
I'v grown so weak; I dont feel my parents' existence
A couple more heavy thots then i'd walk back Home. But Distant!
Smile at a Welcomin father at the door, unintentionally hav my eyes spoken
Then reach for the bed-straight, dead-faced; sleep with my eyes wide open
Wake nex mornin to a sky of hope n disgust
The blue's now light. The white clouds hav me lift up.

..not again.

Drama Rama

Rhyme drifted off the page, as eyes lifted against shame, he was heartless.
Ego sparkled down his eyes; a pale vision soared in the moonlit skies at speed of darkness.
Maturity made him weak, u'll bet the pain is sweet, sweeter is the dry air when every tear's regardless.
He has no rules but hes a freak of promise, needs to calm, leaves the scene in horrid
The streets then call him but the light's too dim to get his demons harnessed.

Reality is fake, Words of wisdom decided on how often they're spoken.
Awfully tokened. No watch on his wrist, wont get 'caught in the moment'
Just a pen to his pocket like.... how the f'k do u think he wrote this.
Hopelessness shall end soon, an endless hope had sparken.
ur not quite "authorized to know this" but wtf Stranger, quote it! (author eyes to notice)

The Plan

I plan to... write nothin too great
Nothin truthful, false or boring for u to opiniate.
I'm 20 n breathin. My teenage was just like u.
Explosive, Lively.. I too nomore trust my moods.
Annoyed in world, I too did believe my voice was heard
But am back with these spare glued rhymes n poor choice of words.
Rubbish. I sit my ass down n glare at ppl passin by.
Hang steady in my blues like an eagle in the sky.
I'm not too famous but my levels, i 'oughta graph'.
Grab on to a paper n a pen; make some sense outta that!