Monday, April 25, 2011

Breathless; As I Breathe

   Whats good fam? I hope everyone is doing good. Happy Easter too;  May the joy of salvation and power of the resurrection wrought miracles in your life & family; now and always. Anyways, here's today's post. I hope you enjoy it. Comments are humbly accepted. cheers beautiful people. E-Smiles

                                Breathless as I breathe

I am a star fallen from the Blue tent upon the Green carpet.
I leave a trail of brilliance behind.
The  Poet's elation.
The Artist's revelation.
The Musician's Inspiration.
A Creation that never Transpired.
As I embrace slumber, the Eyes of the Night watch over me,
And I look upon no other.
As I awaken I stare at the Sun,The only Eye of the Day.
And Light floods my Playground,
My shadow is supreme.
Close your eye and Dream.

I'm not a feast to the dreaming eye.
I burn and re-build to create what dies.
But Whatever I maybe.
I do know this.
I am a Beautiful wish come true.

I seek a definition.
An absolute form, a complete shape.
A definite guise, a perfect frame.
a clear voice, a pure expression.
a description so marked, An explanation so sound
Without contrast, distinct in clarity.
Authoritative yet exhaustive.
Assertive and decisive.
But whatever I maybe.
I do know this.
I am a beautiful wish come true.

Am I the Hero of the heart?
Soul mate of the mind,
Lover of the lips or Victim of the eyes.
Disciple of Wisdom and Guru of Contemplation
Slave of the wings tethered in chains.
Courage of the fear whose death is near.
The Blinding light of a faith now intact.
The Fading light of a smile now gone.
A soldier with blood on his blade.
His beloved, in blood, in his arms.
Am I what drove him to kill?
A woman's sacrifice at every step,
At the altar of social demand.
Or the sacred shrine in the heart of a child,
adored by a merciful mother.
Am I her Heart Strings Gripped so Tight and Tugged so hard.
Strummed with greed, and Broken with pain.
But Whatever I maybe.
I do know this.
I am a Beautiful wish come true.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Dew Drops.

Hello people. How are we doing? lol I'm hoping great? I'm not doing so bad myself too. Thanks to Jah!!
Here is a poem I wrote; make meaning out of it and let me know who has the best re-definition. Its quite an easy one so have fun passing with ease. Don't forget to follow me on twitter and tell a friend to tell a friend who knows another friend; about EdithSmiles.


If you close your eyes you may travel anywhere
You may be with many people who have very much to share
You may laugh and sing and be at peace you may even think you’re free
But in your mind you will find that you are but a “me”.

I am one, a darkness or a light

I am not sure yet of which and wont till I take flight
One day I was a slave, walked with flock in deathly heat
And looking not beyond, a chasm at my feet

Men they crossed it fearlessly as would a tightrope walker

Falling to their death with the slightest falter
I too was drawn to cross and to see the other side
After all had gone I felt it time to take it at a stride

Balanced ‘cross a pole seven days to fall and die

One step left to go, to fall and feel alive
Little did I know that I could fall another way
Toward the sky I set my eyes and fell for seven days

A voice it spoke and told me one man I will meet

He would be the leader of goodness or defeat
And when I see him I will be shown who it is I am
The opposite of him, I would be good or would be damned.

Seven days past, still I fell toward the sky

No angles and no devils and no one to tell me why
I looked and looked toward the sky but no one did I see
Until I closed my eyes, and I saw only me.