SAEFEXPERIENCE

He sells love to women, She sells love to older men, Unlike her husband, he listens to her calls it hustling, She takes care of his needs for the sake of surviving, They say they are under the upper hand. Five years after graduation, Been telling loved ones to hold on, It’s another year again, Now he betrays older women for the gain He says he’s under the upper hand. I have been stuck in my daydream, To be among the A team, My face seems to be shrinking, My mind is crumbling, But I am still under the upper hand. We all want to be in the upper class, That’s why the worst things in life come free to us, We all go crazy for a couple grand, Forgetting we will all return to sand, At the end of the day, we are all under the upper hand.                                                                                  saefhenryosas

Something in altitude kindles power-thirst Mere horse-height suffices the emir Bestowing from rich folds of the prodigious turban Upon crawling peasants in the dust Rare imperceptible nods enwrapped In princely boredom.   I too have known A parching of that primordial palate, A quickening to manifest the life Of a long recessive appetite. Though strapped and manacled That day I commanded from the pinnacle. Of a three-tiered world a bridge befitting The proud deranged deity I had become. A magic rug of rushing clouds Billowed and rubbed its white softness Like practiced houri fingers on my soul, And through filters of its gauzy fabric. Revealed wonders of a metropolis, Magic-struck to fairyland proportions. By different adjustments of vision I caused the clouds to float Over a stilled landscape, over towers And masts and smoke-plumed chimneys; Or turned the very earth, unleashed From itself, a roaming fugitive. Beneat

How I find a simple smile,  The most innocent of all, A blessing one could give, To another lonely soul. Sitting there expecting you, You, a being I have not met, But had been on my head, The entire day I had set. Funny how I laid eyes on you, Like any other stranger, I see, But the heart made a faint beat, When you smiled at me. Right then I had this feeling, That you were someone for me, Someone I could love,  But how do we see again? I have nothing to find you, I have no name and no place, Only have one imprint of you, My mind kept a memory of your face.                                                           -IZZAAAZOMBIE

A walk to remember Jane woke-up early in the morning for a walk on a lonely road around her neighborhood. She walked a couple of blocks from her home as she came across a park that was unfortunately left open by its careless keepers, She usually visits the park on specific occasions but this particular visit was not planned. As she walked into the park, the whole place was so quiet because it was too early to be at the park at that time, even the park keepers were not present by the time, she was there. The environment was so full of green plants and beautiful flowers, as the monkeys hung on a tree, playing with one another, and birds on trees sang love songs to their partners on nest, while from a long distance one could hear the flowing water sound rumbling as it moves swiftly away to an unknown course, with the frogs croaking and the crickets crocking, this harmonious combination of sounds made the environment so surreal and peaceful by creating a great sense nature. The m