The mad man

The mad man
Long before now, long before time was infused inside my soul. Before I was sent to the earth. Near the stream containing many shrubs I walk on, elegantly without fear, shame, and harm. I have seat my self in those sullen water, i guessed nine months or thereafter. I was threaded with the placenta of birth and death. Betrothed to life scorching sun, smiles of bitter rain and lustrous muses of scavenging for the nuts to nourished my body, unite my spirit and guides the soul to manage his genderless attributes back to where time wasn’t created. I have walked a million time to the stream, casting my net daily, catching nothing. Even the little tadpoles which a child catch without suffering I alone couldn’t lay my net on. I have lost none inched of a hope because I targeted the daily calmness of the stream. If i could not get hold of the beings on water at least I can pluck the flowers near the stream on terrestrial abode. I walk to the flower, with songs of conquest. She smiles as nature, baring the regalia of wild purple, waving her nectar in silent wickedness. The wilderness that separates the flower from the stream encamp countless bees that sleeps and enjoy their sun, conversing with the gloom of their wings as they chat. I fluttered myself into this trap. I was stung by the bees. I became a madman. Having no fishes, no shell, no pebbles, no gold, no flower. I am having nothing and carrying nothing inside my haversack bag, as I am going to be infused back into the cubits were time end as a soul.
(c) Martin Ijir 2020

The last word

Before dead will call, let me apologized to you
For i want to open the timeline of death
I see it as a deserving journey to unite my soul
A sweet welcoming praises into a perfect realm
Consummating songs spell my heart as charm

Let today be the last day i paint your heart black
For i shall release a rainbow as sign of my love
To illuminate the fire that sleeps within your heart
A snowball wrapped on sheets of time as even pair
A pride of lust, a pride of life, a pride to embrace death

Glued in me as the star shows the way
Happy moments end as i am flowing away
Into the pipe of a hollow path weaning my soul
A connection to the seventh heaven accelerating my soul
My tongue rolls goodbye kiss for it’s the last word in time
(c) Amb Martin Ijir 2018

Brave heart love

Time separates us but spirits connect us
A world that physically our eyes can see
Our hearts divides the mirror effects due to sin
As we rebuke love our eyes flys away
How come do my eyes know you’re beautiful
It is a thing of my heart only my soul can answer
Beauty burns in you as treasures guided by snakes
You’re worthy of my praise
for in your heart it burns as flames
Blessed is he who rides the bride to the slaughter
For abundant love she provides in her mind as weather
A taming smiles that calm the ocean
O Juliet for thy sake my heart shall love
Raising the tides to drown rivals away
A tempest breeze that we make love in
As our eyes bathe with water of love
(c) Martin Ijir 2018

A mystical exchange

O sweet rose withdraw thy essence
As you search for undying presence
Fill me as a mystical exchange
As this cistern wine makes me drunk

The few words of magic resonates
The words that makes rivalry guilt
As it stains a humble heart with scars
Love me as a goddess of truth prowess

What you search o sweet rose lies
At your door and flies as a smoke
Into stem of our very existence
O sweet rose adorn with thorns

The unseen world where our soul fuse
And love brew our hearts to see unclear
For sky so deep as well shallow we unlearn
Foretold truth bears acidic rain in our heart

As tears torment our happy conscience
You break my heart and trust as cloud
A star points the road to point of rebirth
A so-called agony our soul exchange and unite

O sweet rose weep for love decline our heart
And rises as sun in distance mirror
Flowing as a stream towards an ocean
Tides of smiles vanish as the sun comes up
(c) Martin Ijir 2018

Birds of Paradise

Lustrous plains, ornamental hills
Our spirits listen to songs of time
A gleaming language our soul decipher
Your presence fills the gap of thoughts absence
We are here before wrapped in arms of love
(c) Martin Ijir 2018

Pearls of Night

As you come closer to me
I feel the sun so closer to me
The heat is calm by the pearls of night
As volcanoes is extinguished by your warmness sight
Everything becomes transient as moon

For my heart follows heaven’s mandate
As everything is chaotic in nature
Where is the sun early in the morning
When its shadow cast as deep in my heart
Hurricanes and earthquakes my heart will stand

Love stings in my heart as fire beetles
As I seek for the water that quench my thirst
The Sun is up it is time for we go down
For thy sake I have no place to stay in the heaven
Nor on earth for peace and love resides in heart as light
(c) Martin Ijir 2018

Gather the cloud

Gather the clouds of night
O beloved men lovers of truth
For the wind had swept the atmosphere
And the vapour of the sun has set
Beaming our hair as pallid evening shines
The dusty braids languish upon our eyes
And the silence star twilight in rebellious joy
The sound of emotion bray our faces
As we clung to each other as the moon
Gather the clouds of the night
O lover of truth it is time to betrothed a wife
Creep in hand as hand creeps in body
Earth, air, water and fire wields as one
The aerial pinnacle of love and peace has come
(c) Martin Ijir 2018

Nightingale sings no more

The harvested grains remain uneaten
Door opens and embrace all at the even
The mountaineers are trap as they ascend
Infamy tools shackled freedom as it descend
Flowers that blossom poison as marjoram
Morality cease flowing as dead river creates harm
The sky comes down and meets the trees
Melancholy songs of mourning Nightingale sings
Making their voice cease as blood flows
As the smoke covers their spacious souls
(c) Martin Ijir 2018