Saltedpen

Days I see…. Your dazzling smile That beautiful curve That makes my head spin That gives me a high Leaves me with ecstasy Intoxicating… There are days…. Your silhouette lingers Just a little longer It keeps me sane In those hazy days when You being far from me Clouds me There are days I…. I hear your laughter Automatic memories of you Merge into a psychedelic dance Mirroring a feather dance In the wind

Your eyes are hypnotic As two moonbeams Perched across darker skies They glow brilliantly Alluring they are Gently drawing you in Sigh… only mine eyes Seem to understand The pull of their gravity The gravity of their beauty Tempted to pour my heart out Inspired by your sparkling eyes Am taken in Such heartfelt candour Quite unheard of Their gaze slips through my armor Like a missile You blow me away Knowing my core will break There will be a breach I will stare from a far At those sparkling  eyes

Ingratious was a sickling he had no inkling To thoughts rekindling Kindness shown to him Mercy that freely flowed That carried his flaws That bore his shame A great sacrifice Crowned with thorns He now frowns upon He could neither embrace Nor displace the light For it shone plainly With clarity With certainty Neither could he fail to ignore To hearken to the voice That spoke him free Blind and deaf He chose to be To ignore this great love This amazing grace Damned ingratious ‘he can do it on his own’ Damned ingratious he can’t save himself

Cactus held a jar tightly With his face full of glee He couldn’t flee Or hide his passion Today he was on a mission To catch the sun Cactus drifted out far in thought Will the big jar be enough? He measured the jar Opening and closing the lid Fogging the inside Cleaning it squeaky clean Humming “my sun” Cactus was running late Cactus needed to get there Where the sky opened up Where the golden rays… Those blissful rays…. Didn’t last that long He held his jar up With bated breath Waiting……

Its 12 am as i pick my pen to write on this blog for the first time this year. It feels good to be back. "life is an adventure" I have heard it many times.  At the end of last year I took a break. I watched helplessly as death took a piece of me...that's when life becomes unfair. There was sadness...that a pen would not write over. So a sudden demise of a close relative changes your perspective.I went through all the motions of grieving: from shock,denial, anger and finally acceptance. If there is one thing we shouldn't loose is hope. I know i will see her again cause death has been conquered. During this period I have learned that life is a gift. Treasure each moment. Take a risk in life and one of my favorite quotes sums it all "To triumph without risk is to triumph without glory". During a vacation somewhere near the Kenyan-Somali boarder along a coastal shore; that point was hammered home by an adventurist. I was offered a free kite surf and I declined

It took a flicker And we quickly fluttered We were drawn By the bright lights The intermittent glow More like a pulse A rhythm A hung beat box Booming We nodded our wings And numbed our antennas We were warned The dance will consume us Our wings will get a mind of their own We won’t stop Once the beat was in us We couldn’t beat it out It wasn’t our fault It was too irresistible Too intoxicating We hung high and low Circling closer  So we  fell One by one Don’t get drawn in Stay away from them The bright flicking lights The ones that deceive you The ones that wear you down That burns your wings That brings an end to you Stay away from the moth dance