In the wasters, l rest my neck

And allow heavens to watch my brokenness

I purify myself, Wash my tears

Dry my unfortunate face in the sun

And find a new meaning in life

In the waters

I allow the billows of smoke to cover my nakedness

Hide my blemishes, Heal my bleeding heart

And fill my mind with absolute tranquillity

In the waters

My souls touches my spirit

My skin finds a fresh strength

I flourish like the herbs in the forbidden forest

Out of the waters

I go home completely new.


What a way to end the story

They vowed not to worry

To love forever

And never say never

But from the river under his eyes

She drank life

Until the earth dried and he died

She drank barrels of sorrow

Until she fell off her cliff and die

Then she wiped all his tears

And their soul shone as stars

What love is this?

Not even death can make them part.

By: Aananse


All night

I pray to find myself

In the cave of the past

Pleading for the scars to heal

The scars of love gone wrong

Decisions never made

And hatred.

All night

My head hurts

As l think of myself, my pride , my life

If l loved unconditionally

Made that decisions

And confronted my fears

All night

I would have had a sound sleep like that child.

By: Aananse


I cannot hide it any longer,

Is the answer to many prayers,

So forget the past,

It bares your name.

I bet, you will find yourself,

You will have own voice,

Nothing bad will happen,

Take a bold,

And take the fire.

The dark days will be over,

You and l will have peace,

I cannot hide it any longer,

This is your destiny,

It belongs to you,

Is your desire,

Take your fire.

I bring the fire you left behind,

It burns and burns,

But it won’t burn you,

I bring the fire, fire, fire.
By: Aananse.


Look into my eyes,

What do you see,

My darling,

Love or lust?

The laughter in my eyes tell an emotional story,

People say, my eyes are beautiful and bewitching,

My seer, do you see lies?

Look into my eyes

What do you see, inspiration or perspiration?

Tell me the mysteries in the tear drop,

And the unhealed pain,

Come closer, my soothsayer,

Embrace my sadness,

And tell me, my tomorrow.

By: Aananse


Thirty pieces of silver

Many pieces of veil hide true face

Dipping of bread in wine, Communion with the Saint

Greed mingled with calling

Conspirator at a table, speaking fine words

Feet washed but the ungrateful heart is stained from womb

Kiss to betray, the order of the day

Yesterday holds deeds

Thirty silver coins scattered before God and man

Reward comes today and tomorrow

Thirty blood pieces for strangers potter’s field

A citizen hangs on a tree

Calling over willpower or willpower over calling?

Just kiss to betray

Expression to beautify the face is laughter, intention is in mind; laughter is the mission in mind

Thirty pieces of silver purchased redemption

Woe upon on his baldness, Curse be the tree on which his soul sleep

Or is he the second unsung hero?

Judas Iscariot.
By: Aananse


In my ears

I hear voices


Sweet, never heard before harmony

From above, heavenly

String instruments in their voices


A little above my head, they stand


Angels sing a little above my head

Every morning

And ln my soul

I feel the sweet melody of a new day.
By: Aananse