The Cycle of Life (A Dominic James tribute)

In life we all crave that one thing that is never sure

It weighs heavily upon our mind and knocks at our heart's door

Because we all want to win

Everybody wants to start living

So we make plans that encompasses the uncertain tomorrow

Will it bring joyful days 

Or nights of sorrows

Is it when our dreams finally come alive 

Or eventually dies.

Every new life is a new target for death 

And every new day there is a new way to die

It's powerful, the balance of life 

It will marvel your mind.

But I cannot help but to think of a new born child

How it was trapped in limbo for a time

Awaiting its inevitable fate

Because whether it is born or not, it dies

Someone once told me, that it is just the cycle of life; you live and then you die.

But I am not sure where is life if we were born to die

How do we cope with condolences?

How do we challenge our hearts not to grieve?

How do we accept that death will take us one day

But it's just not yet our time to leave.


What does it mean to live?

To move towards the beginning or take a closer step to the end?

The Fault Within Your Stars (Your imperfections that make perfect sense to me)

I think I fell in love with your flaws first

When I weighed them all out and I saw how much your flaws worth

Because there are many defined by beauty

And many by their intelligence

But in you I see so much impatience

I see your raw imperfections

Whenever I start seeing in you too much of what I see in others,

I change my perception

I see your insecurities

I feel your pains

But I guess without impurities, diamonds would not be worth the same

Loving the good things about you came simple

Your pretty lips when you smile and your dimples

They have no scars

But what I would see forever is the fault within your stars

And I focused so hard on that spot until I could see no light

But your flaw that grew bigger everyday brought me through the night

It gave me sight and for that I love it

I think any perfect girl without a flaw is imperfect

I am yet to see a basket of apples with no spoils in them

So unlikely will I see you as my spoiling gem

Your faults are like the sting that lemons give that bring good flavours to life

So I wouldn't love you without them, my impending wife.

Death in the Garden of Life (A tribute dedicated to Dominic James)

Photo courtesy of The Jamaica Gleaner

He was a flower bud about to bloom

With just enough room to blossom

And bring the world to its knees

He was like a tree planted by the river

Just reaching full maturity

Ready to bring forth fruits because his roots were never dry

He was always fed on the experiences of life in that of good and bad times

But he was still just a young lad in spite

You water a plant because your wish is to see it grows

Never to whither and dies

But to see it rise

Everyday it's molded to stand firm

And to be a lantern to other plants around

Even to be hard but never to be of a hardened heart

He was a garden hero

Now a Guardian watching over the garden in which he grew

When I think of this my mind runs wild

That death is like a curious child

Intrigued by everything

But anything it touches dies

Or like an adult

With the need to possess everything he loves

So he passes by just like the regular passer-by

And picks a flower to beautify

Enhancing himself by breaking other hearts around

With the product of what was once a seed that budded beautifully from the ground

My Sunshine

You shine bright right through my eyes
This and every morning that you rise
Then at nights when I need your light most you refuse to shine
But by daylight you are still my Sunshine
You are the light that gives me direction
That paves my way in high perfection
My ball of fire that sets my heart on fire
It is you whom I depend on to start my day in great array
You are the only one I look up to besides God
And it's no surprise that you are seated beside God
No family nor friends could defy the odds that even though it may rain at times
You are always my Sunshine
Time after time
Again and again
My Sunshine proves to be my very best friend

Hello September

I hear you are around,

In fact I can feel your presence near me now

Because ever since you came

Everything has changed

No longer are leaves green
But they whither and Fall from the trees
And for all I can see
The next few weeks will be a test for me
For anything that sprang up in the Summer must Fall through in the heart of September
But September, please remember to take your time
Enjoy your stay
For you have only thirty steps to take
So while you take them,
Take a step per day

#BlackLivesMatter

The hashtag matters more than the lives it highlights
But the fact that black lives matter
Shouldn't be the real matter at times
Because black hardly matters to black lives

Let's say black lies for the sake of our black lives
Because a white lie won't save us
But if they seek for someone to blame
A black life will always matter to be blackmailed

It's hardly a case of equality for we are all the same
But to be fair not all equity is shared
If you should flip the script and be an outcast
You'll see how fast you are classed as the black sheep
Never a white lamb...nor the black man with white deeds

If you somehow make the list
Pray to God it's not black
For it is a fact
That men who get blacklisted never get back
Because even though we are mere men in black and black suits our skin
To them we are black-hearted men with a black box within

The Things I Think

What I never get sometimes is what gets to me
The struggles of handling the truth is what sets me free
And I am at peace with the world
Even after how the world  treats me

I can't seem to avoid getting angry
Though the anger never stays
So I try not to do anything permanently damaging in my temporary state

The other thing my mind won't process
Is why people don't accept progress
They seem to all want it done in their time
So it's now or never or in the next life

I have been advised
To take someone's foolish advice
To never put my all in someone
If the someone doesn't have my heart in mind.

As soon as you get close to someone
Everyone keeps pushing you away
Then when they ask why you're single
If not a single person walks your way

It's crazy and fascinating for me
How hard you'll try to be seen
But as soon as you're off the scene
You start appearing up on everybody's screen

They take your compliments for granted
And your kindness for greed
But when you wise up and rise up the standards
Everyone start losing sleep

I think there are somethings I just won't understand
No matter how I put my mind to it
So I break it down and sum it up
Write my name then sign to it: OddLink.

For you

Do you ever shake when you see me, does your heart ever race?
Because as for me I don't shake at all
This proves to me that love never falls
I try to see beyond your faults and I see beneath mine
Because there is a line that underlines how perfectly we are inline
And I understand if this doesn't all make sense yet
But I bet it will when we speak of it in the past tense

You should remember this
Whenever I love it's always beyond the legal limits
Always beyond the point of any returns
And if it turns out to be a good one in return
Goodness will lasts for a long term
You should know this; love makes no mistake
It never takes a wrong turn
So if you ever get concerned
Let me make it alright with all the wrong terms

You will perhaps feel cheated
Or that I may cheat
But remember, this was not always how you made me feel
You see, life is funny if you ever need entertaining
So I complied with all my problems before I started complaining
Have you realized that though I am forgetful I have never failed to recognize
The unforgettable things you have said about my eyes
And it made perfect sense
Because perfect vision isn't perfect when wearing contact lens

So though I may have flaws and you may have faults too
A perfectly shaped heart was formed from an imperfectly shaped two.

The Things Someone Said That Got Me Thinking

Someone say you don't care
But I fail to believe it
They also say that you're here just for your convenience
Conveniently that's how I kinda feel
But I am trying to hide my feelings underneath my heel...
Until I'm healed
Because I am sick, sick of how easily I trip and fall for it.
You have shown me no incline
Nor any indication that I am even next in line
Yet I remain close up
Close enough to fall again and get my hopes up
It is compromising, to display an act of selflessness
Where I look my best at all times and still feel like a mess
But you deserve a crown
If you would have me seated here waiting like a clown
I am gone...Then I am back
Every time I tried to go I get more attached
But to what?
To your soft hair or maybe just the air that you breathe
But whatever I am attracted to it keeps me on the wheel
I keep feeding from your presence whenever you get hungry
But I hope you never stay away too long for me to get thirsty
And I pray this is no game
Because all the games played with me the results are the same
No matter how you come out on top, no matter how much you win
You still become a loser over in the end.

A Broken Art

Tell Da Vinci to come see me
I have something that he might find to be intriguing
And it might not seem like much at first sight
But I promise you it will start showing up at nights

Mr. Leonardo take a good look here
It will all start coming together if you should stare
What you may see is the final production
The proofread and edited version

Sir Shakespeare I beseech you therefore to come and take a read
Of this ever blooming sunflower seed
It is likened unto a clip in the 80's
With all the cast members of 'Million Dollar Baby'
It's a work of heart, not a painting
But is inspired to work whenever it's raining
With every pit and patting on the window panes
There is blood that rushes through the veins..

Call up Michael to come hear this
It carries the beat of his songs you'll forever miss
The moves are i'nsync'ed
And so you'd miss the whole show if you should blink
It's carved like the statue of David
So maybe it is something Michaelangelo could play with

I mean let's face it, a broken heart has no such power
But at least broken crayons still colour