Temmydiary

  Our Fadedness How did we get here? We were left to our thought emotions and distant view We forgot, oh we easily forgot us, the "we use to be” We were liberal to choice, but our liberty was made an exchange to forgetfulness. a little less to talk, eyebrow dazzling no fondly connections, heart beats and blood, strays and shy away, shifting, sniffing and bold face. Lol to our decadence.   Hmm… it was you; it was me; it was us That let stray away, Our little of less I care and ego, made an open wound bleed. GG! You’ve stayed off, you became a long man, We’re almost gyrating to silence long quietness, How did we get here?   I remember our days, You remember us, We’re not couples, we are fondly friends too bait our prey don’t escape our net unison in anthem of anchor, where the league of plans works, Don’t take the pill, we don’t cure by grief let us let go till we are let in, the place we can now lay a foundation, to the newest fr...

This is my story    I saw a man, somewhere downtown the hill doloroza, As I sighted him, he raises his brawl and it attracted my instinct. I took few steps towards him and I stoop, squat for he's a man who have a story. He said to me, "boy! do you know me?" I replied, " I can only know you through your untold stories ". He gazed, I sensed he was convinced and won by my reply. Dusting up his head, wrapped with thorns and trying to weave his garment around his body razed by stripes, he said "sit",  and all he could offer me to sit was a stone in the garden of Gethsemane. Again, he said, "take my hands", taking his hands became a switch of time, We journeyed in trance, to stone age where their highway was dust and chariots and their courtrooms with Sanhedrin’s and Caesar was the Paramount one. Now hear my story if it will inspire you, he said.   "I am a king born in a stable, whose blanket was raffia and my jingle ...