Welcome to the Writings of Poetess Ayesha
{::Writings ll August 99::}

HASSLE ME NOT
Leave me alone you nasty world
Shut me out...
I prefer that to your constant gaze
Free me of your webs...
I shan't surrender to your maze.
Peace in desperation...
I am out to seek
Alone...
I prefer to be...
it's not lonely
My own companionship...
I need only.
I want to know me...
and I can do it without your help
Choices like these...
I've made for myself..
in all sanity
For goodness sake's..
give me that
You owe me this..
dear humanity.

FUTURE TELLERS

A hand of luck, a swollen forehead
Money in plenty, that's what I remember he said
Labors of hard work, well taken care of
Happiness is bound to mount
I remember him making mentioning so
You'll even have more friends than foe
Swing with delight for fate is going to be good to you
But conditions galore, deeds need doing, more than a few
All this and more I remember him telling me. But if I let another
Determine my future, I obviously have eyes that cannot see.

GRACE IN THE WORLD

The spiritual bliss of this world could be a better effort
If only for solitude we would turn inward.
The depth in our shallowness can be left behind, if a
Prayer or two we can create for ourselves.
Wars and disputes that can kill the innocent and the not so innocent
Never the less the killings always kill the issues at hand.
Differences that can be bordered and love can over come tragedies
Children can grow up believing in humanity and the causes of sincerity,
giving the world in return the very goodness they've captured.
Mistakes made once should be forgiven and learning
To the drifted will come as a sign of that.
This is true I'd like very much to believe for I vouch there is enough
and more in abundance of "Grace in the world"

SHELTERED BY ANGELS

I hear the angels weep
It is a sad story and they
Sympathize with me I know.
They can't even get me to close my eyes
Cause I am afraid to let down my guard
Even for a split second in time.
They try to comfort me and sing me angelic songs
In heavenly voices.
They even give me the liberty of making my own choices.
Treasures have been hidden from me
And they don't even belong to the ones who hid
them from me.
I might be a lonely child but I am not lost or even alone
I have looking out for me no less than angels themselves.
Such seems to be the truth of a child born from parents
Who no longer exist in the
e very world they brought it into

ROMANCE ON A FINE AFTERNOON

It's mesmerizing to have cool tender breeze
Touch your face with such amazing delicacy.
The slight start of some soft drizzle
trickling down your skin.
Walk nice and slow with you in a weather,
So full of wonder. The romance that never ceases
To elevate our senses.
Green trees so full of lush and life
Endless roads that look like black velvet carpets
Out lined with tiny rain drops for diamonds
Freshness of Mother Nature capturing our spirits in love
Thank you dear lord for these miracle moments in our lives.

THE DARKNESS

A feeling of no vision
A silent acceptance of the other side of nature
A feature full of deceit and unknown happenings
A fear inside of me so very strong
A certainty side by side knowing I am doing me wrong
When for all I care it does have a flip side
Serenity and hope in the darkness of the day
Lord gives understanding in his own sweet way
Why fear what I cannot see when I should what I actually can
Why fight natures other side and ignore the fate of man
The darkness a blessing in disguise
For light is the flip side in way of price.

LISTENING TO MYSELF

Space my thoughts I thought I ought to
Keeping confusion at bay I ought not to
Seek not refuge in mindless matter
Give not leeway to idle chatter
Think things through for it clears up the brain
Leaving it be will make you endure more pain
It helps never to put pressure on aimless convictions
I needn't hear a more learned man for further bleak predictions
It is what it is but it can change if willed strongly. Analyzing
On an influential mind will draw out conclusions wrongly
In coarse of time change all you like. But if careless with your
Principles the head of doom shall again strike.

ABUSE NO MORE

Surrender destiny shall beckon
Retreat with fate you ought to reckon
Fight not for what doesn't belong to you in the least
The demon in you is no different from the outside recurring beast
Make way for evil to step outside, give no more reason for
your good to hide inside.
Let it be a choice you don't give yourself no matter what
This should be a lesson for you that's self taught
Faith in heaven or faith in hell, faith being the point of talk
Ask your mind to sit still for a bit while your soul takes a free walk
Lies and promises, promises and lies, undo these strangling ties
The sun shines on you as much as it does on everyone else around
Don't loose hope search on, eventually you too will be found.

YOU THERE ME HERE

Far from me you live distant from me you sleep
To feel you closer a picture of you under my pillow I keep
You breathe air different from mine to kill a lonely night's time ...
Alone I sit to drink some wine
You watch the rain from your window and think of me sometimes I hope.
If so the distance in question for me seems easier to cope
You walk in fresh air and smile at a passer by to see that very same
Smile I'd just die.
At dusk you have a thought or two ...
of how we could be
together
making a night to last a lifetime.
Me...
sitting and thinking the same
...is my goal that is beginning to be prime.
Well distance can be a killer...
all it likes for these passing days
To make up lost times
... we are bound to find more and more loving ways.

A SENSE OF BELONGING

On an ocean blue front when the golden sun is ablaze
There are moments of romance within my heart.
The calm the struggle reflecting in the sea
It's breezy and it's still- I've captured the hour in my eyes.
So I can flash it on when I am not at sea
This scene of truth and beauty is a revelation to my spirit ...
for nature is one with me ..
when I let it dissolve In my thoughts
...and Linger in my words..

ALTER EGO

I've been thinking for hours now of nothing at all
Sitting by the mountain side just listening to my echo call
My mind is paralyzed in time ...
I've been bridging gaps between thoughts and words.
There's suddenly rustling noise of the quarreling birds.
I'll stop for now the crazed commotion in my mind
...waiting for peace, I'll hold still.
My soul shall give me answers I know it will.
Trying to be one with my other side
....instead of keeping it a secret and getting it to hide.
Danger it was,
Is,
will be no matter what I do.
In this lonely moment I ought to get it out ...
talk it through.
The burden of wining from one against the other
I opt out of today.
One has to leave there's place for only...
One to stay.

YOU

You are physical
you are funny
you sometimes seem
Rainy
and other times
Sunny
You warm my heart and let me stay that way
but sometimes
You are not there
to keep the cold away
You are my faith and you know when to say what,
though sometimes between
what sounds nice
and what's right
you get
Caught
You are gorgeous
you are intelligent in the mind
only sometimes
in your actions
reasoning looks hard to find
You are you and you are mine
and sometimes my love
for you sounds
hard to
define.
Never the less
it's important
for me to tell you
I do love you.

BREAK FREE

Torrid affairs of the wild heart
Can't be a spectacle to an uninterested audience,
So then why stage a play and then crib about no applause granted..

I CONCEIVE

The path of life is straight yet twisted
The people walking on it are very sincere...
in their dishonest living
Materialistic value is certainly higher...
than the spiritual gain ..
...of the untold truth
Rise above the mind itself and you shall witness,
feel,
hear,
know space
Nothing but space.
The emptiness that is so full of no joy,
no sorrow...
I think I've died and gone to heaven.

LITTLE GIRL LOST

Hell is where we are
Heaven is where we need to go
Life is the in between situation
We create  in terms of punishment
This is the story I've been told ever since I've been a little girl lost.

REINCARNATION

Pathfinders they claim themselves to be,
Those people with vision of truth.
But what can they possibly find,
When nothing was lost.merely forgotten.

PANDEMONIUM!!

Sadists, intellectuals, cynics, ugly rich
Poorly gifted, devils disciples, theist
Good weather, lots of food on the table
Fine families with everyone stable
Unhappy lives, no money, no pretense
Optionless thoughts, but attitude immense
Rich souls, matching bank balance, directionless mind
Aimless convictions, existing talents can be a reasonable find
Storage space in the heart, frequented with love stories torn apart
Smiling to save pretty handsome faces with strangers, a new start
Loss of words, speechlessness being spilt out, guts failing
In orderly chaos amidst daily life, your conscience everyday you're hailing.

THE ISSUE I HATE AND DON'T

I hate money I hate security from money
I hate the hold of it in people that have so much of it
I hate it when I have it and even when I lack it
So why can't I seem to live without it?
I hate not of having something that makes me feel deprived
Of my existence, in other words I do hate money for it's linked
With anything I lack materialistically
I hate to hear myself saying the word hate
But I have hatred in me for all this money that I have and yet don't
Really have with me.
By who and why was money invented, cause if we can't solve any problem with
it or without it then I am afraid god is second in command
Question of money and the never ending quest for it is a symbolic human
tendency and I hate to admit it but in me is this tendency so naturally
installed that even when I hate it I know I don't really do.

A DIALOGUE OF LOVE

Country music always does it to me
Its you I can feel even though you aren't here to see
That glass of wine a man that's so mine
Those stars that we love are diamonds from you to me
And me to you
And under those stars each kiss is every bit new
You taste of wonder.
Like some magic spell I am under
Honey I got you and you got me and that's plenty enough
To over ride all that goes with the word rough
What we got is lots of loving and amazing touch
But in our lives that's lots much.

CAPTIVATED

You hold me like a baby
Yet touch me like a woman
You speak to me like a lady
Yet you know my inner child
You've captivated me now and made me freer than ever..
Your dreams may be yours
And sometimes mine
Yet you make me part of reality
I walk on by and you don't see
Yet you know where at I will be
You've captivated me now and made me freer than ever..
I could be down and cry morning to night
Yet you'd cry with me
For after this there has to delight
Apart or together you never make me forget how
You've captivated me now and made freer than ever..

FAULTY CEREMONIES

They are in love or they aren't
But inevitability exists ..
because of the word
expectations.
Mistakes
are made
misunderstood relations.
Cast themselves
together...
yet living
distantly
Shaming themselves
dignity
and
Giving in
to fatal desires...
instantly.
Reasoning in shadows
ignorance...
is dominant
Happiness is a façade
hence discontentment...
prominent.
Resign yourselves
to the hands of nature,
Give your instinct a chance.
Yours is a faulty ceremony
...you'll then know at a glance.

{::Writings ll August 99::}