In the silence, he hears his voice
In the darkness, he sees his choice’
In confinement, he is finally free
He now awaits judgment for his earthly lease
Tuff Assassin
In the silence, he hears his voice
In the darkness, he sees his choice’
In confinement, he is finally free
He now awaits judgment for his earthly lease
Tuff Assassin
The alchemist
He turn sweat into soil
Although his blood boils
Due to all of life’s toils
His powers, society seeks to foil
But his true extent, only he can foil
He turns hours into powers
Dust into towers
The secret of his Alchemy
is hidden in the tapestry
Of life!!!
Untamed soul in the womb
To broken bowls in the tomb
The beginning and end matter less
But what comes out of stress
Is the determinant of the Alchemist’s success
The Alchemist, who acknowledges the need for effort
Makes mistakes, looses hope but remembers purpose
Turns means into ends
Stone into gold
Honesty, hardwork, values he befriends
As he seeks membership in the accomplished fold
Tuff Assassin
He’s so appalled
The decadence stains the walls
He picks up the pieces from the floor
And shoots all hope way
As he prays for a better day
Tuff Assassin
[Asa || Baby Gone]
The things that bring us joy cause us soo much pain
We expect comfort but our hearts are shamed
Like the Atlantic, a splendid sight To grace the eye
It washes my trouble whenever I’m nigh
It soothes my soul to listen to her thunderous whispers
Her infinite beauty and accommodation, limitless
My comforter, my trouble
The way her waves do wobble
And smash through my heart like a train, full throttle
The breeze from her cold heart has turned mine to stone
And has led me to this lonely, desolate road
I pray my weary feet walk me out of cold night at see
To a Shangri La, where I’ll lay my head to sleep
Tuff Assassin
(Sade || The Sweetest taboo)
Failed attempts at conversations
Blamed on the work of Satan
The soul constantly craves attention
ying yang the heart extends a hand
she bend over to see the “desperate” attempt and cannot
stand
But to ignore the hopeless
romantic
With his witty statements among many other antics
Resilient warrior he takes another shot,
Optimism never lacking his estranged heart seeks a spot
In the warm embrace of This near heavenly god
Her bossom filled with raged for no apparent reason
she read the text but cannot make meaning
Of why he’ll want to form part of the vicious cycle
the heart that chooses to be unaffected in a field of emotions is damaged goods
The heart that opens too wide is trampled on and taken for a fool
Frenzy of emotion
the answer lies with the chosen
Tuff assassin