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Friday, 9 March 2012

What do I care?

Tope says:

Why should I care?
cos when I needed you you weren't there
and you just don't dear
to come around and call your dear
cos I swear
You're to me naught but a memory
naught to me to a figment in my story
cos I forget bad memories like you
thinking of them breaks my heart anew
and I cannot face multiple pain
I just do not care to face you
cos what's the gain?
what's the gain in loving you anew?
but to have my heart broken again
what gain would I have?
When you resunder my heart in half
it's only pain tenfold
pain greater than that of old
Why should I want you back?
when you ways are so ugly and dark
Why should I cut you some slack?
When you heart is grotesque and black
the blood in your veins as murky as tar
the thoughts in your mind............
Seeing them could make one blind
Why should I love someone like you again?
when I know my heart'd be slain again
I'd rather let myself be drowned in acid rain
than let myself die by the strangle of your chain

The walking dead

Tope says:

He walks in the midst of the living
but in his being something is missing
he seeks escape from the void in his mind
he's as lonely as a chick left behind
he looks but doesn't see, listens but doesn't hear
cos his mind,his consciousness is elsewhere
he's like a blind man in the lion's den
he takes note but doesn't understand
in times of trouble he doesn't know where to stand
his ignorance is as baffling as it is grand
he cannot differentiate one from ten
he seems never to learn
always the same blunders again and then
he lives like a zombie
no goals,no motives,a non-ambitious trauma
as long as he still takes one step after another
he believes he's become what he can ever be
but he sees the ants,the mosquitoes and bees
always unrelenting, forever industrious
the rats,birds,squirrels he surely sees
so hardworking all of these
he does but doesn't care a floss
he likes his life just the way it is
he looks at himself and loves what he sees

The Glutton

Tope says:

He possesses an insatiable spirit
wishing he had everything in his stomach
an endless,dark ,gastric pit
with no stopper, no seal, no rack
he eats like he's never going to again
in his mind,only edible things reign
in his view, only cuisines are in vogue
against lack of food,he becomes a rogue
he is a selfish uncontented glut
a lazy man with no worth
he doesn't deserve a space among men
for he prefers for them to go hungry
than his stomach to be unfilled then
he prefers to eat than make money

A mad man

Tope says:

He scatters every place
with his trouble and craze
his memory of sanity all erased
he doesn't back down when fazed
his only nemesis is a whip, a cane
in his mind, only insane thoughts reign
a mad man filled with malaise
at the least things, his voice will raise
his mind is an unnavigable maze
of sanity or sincerity, he bears no trace
he cries within himself and giggles outside
the dimension of his madness,so vast,so wide
as insanity's stallion gives him a jolly good ride

Thursday, 19 January 2012

Eating me inside-out

Tope says:

As I lay me down
I think of my woes and I groan
my heart skips at the sight of him
and seeing us together
all is well it would seem
but really, things have gone helter-skelter
as my mind has been for a long time
my peace of mind isn't even worth a dime
cos my emotions war with each other
slowly causing me murder
I feel pain, I feel hatred
I feel emotions that make my eyes go red
I'm killing myself softly
like clumsy Humpty Dumpty
breaking up from the inside
love waring with loathing in its stride
I'm burning from inside out
and I hear my heart's mournful shout
my being cries out in agony
as my blood cells commit felony. DH3¥

Never again

Tope says:

I've vowed today
never to give my heart away
I shall never fall in love again
I will never hurt myself in vain
for what is love but a pin-prick to the heart?
what are women but troublesome gnat?
their only reason on earth been reproduction
Living life with a woman is an option
and I prefer not to
cos I cannot feel pain anew
I cannot suffer my heart at their hands again
I prefer to be a lonely but happy man
than let my sanity painfully wan
forget about a dip in the fountain of Lur
Cos even the after-effect of the is a bore
I want total peace of mind like a monk
not a life that stinks like a skunk
I'll love me and me alone
no carnal thoughts, no female, no missing bone
Only me worrying about myself
The art of romance is not again for me to delve
Never again will I fell anything for ladies
Never again shall I reap loves bitter wages
may they all rot in the depth of Hades. DH3¥

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Just pull the trigger

Tope says,

I stand here with no where to go
staring at you pointing the gun so
pointing it at me, ready to end my life
I know all I've put you through, the strife
how you loved me with all your heart
how I played you like ball on a bat
how I put your emotions in turmoil
your feelings simmering in let-down's oil
How you wanted me so much
that you forsook everything you owned
how you held me in a romantic clutch
I didn't know your thoughts were honed
I wish I knew as much
Everytime I cheated on you
you saw what was inevitably true
You saw that I wasn't really in love
and some of your advances turned me off
You knew that you couldn't have me
that what you wished couldn't be
Now you stand in my front
saying words so hurtful and blunt
Cos I cannot give you what you want
Now you've made it into a battle
one much greater than my mettle
And you seek my end in it's heat
Alas, I'm ready; just get it over with
I say it again one time another
just go on and pull the trigger.

I want to be cleansed


Tope says,

As I sit in this gathering,
listening to the words of God,
I've got this unending yearning.
To be cleansed of this worldly mud,
to be excused from the dirt of sin
and filtered of sin as it's been.
My heart cries for eternal salvation
my body needs complete purification
for I want to be in God's presence
and in His presence, sin is nonsense
I want to sit at His right hand
where around me angels shall stand
singing,''holy is the name of the Lord''
their voices as sharp as a  million swords
cutting through the devil's hordes
and making true God's word.
I want to be cleansed say I
so as to be with The Most High


Doppelganger


Tope says;

You look like a girl I used to know
Her voice as sweet as nectar
her enchanting hips swinging so low
the taste of her lips like ambrosia
Her eyes as clear as the azure sky
her wits so sharp and wry
You look like a girl I loved so much
one that intoxicated me like scotch
I cared for her than I did myself
cos she was as delicate as an elf
so slim, so lithe, so supple and soft
her touch set me afire
one that fueled my sole desire
To be with her forever
You remind of a she-devil
her heart completely full of evil
though her look was inviting and sexy,
her mind was cankerous and dirty
she was like a golden can of worms
her evil far deviates from the norms
You remind me of a foul player
you look so like her doppelganger
But I pray you aren't like her
cos I love you with all my heart
more than I loved her by far
and with you only I want to restart

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Unshareable

Tope says:

I can't share you with anybody
cos you're not just a property
not something to be toyed with
and then shared with the person next-seat
you're an angel my dear
an angel I cannot bring myself to share
cos you've come to make my life better
and I want you to stay with me; forever
Now, choose between him and I
you are my heart, the apple of my eye
choosing him could kill me
but if you do, so shall it be
then you become his
and I do not deserve a parting kiss
cos I do not want to share you
I swear, under the skies so blue
I love no other as I do you, it's true
I wish we could share that fiery fire anew
but I do not want to share you, in anyway
so, you could either go or stay
and as much as I prefer the later
Alas, in your hands lie the matter