SOARING SHADOW

The day is bright and fair,
the magic eyes of the owe
strip down the flow of the
great awakening.

The catch of time waves like
a distance Ocean bringing
hearts together in soaring and
Magical way. The heart beats
with a slur rhymes putting
right the words of Mercy.

Behind the scene is a lifeless
shadow, behind the dagger is an
Echo of false, behind the brave
is a Lin voice whom I'm terrified
of losing, compel with vision and
wisdom and attitude.

©VanWest 2019

CHRISTMAS v.s EXAM

I want to believe that every Adsu student is on the same page with me. It's Christmas yes it's a moment of Joy, smiles, gifts sharing, hanging out with family and friends, but the nexus here is that I'm having a mixed feelings on Christmas and exams.

Woke up on a magnificent morning to fix the 25th Dec, 2019 atmosphere with a music sang by Panam Percy Paul  (I love you Lord), just in a short stand I saw my fat neighbor on the fence abusing an innocent fried chicken, sending a cold Coca-Cola to it early grave while chanting a Christmas song (silent night), I became overwhelmed and filled with Joy because I know it comes annually, in a short while I sallied forth the street to check out things for myself and behold in a glance of a signboard of a book store I began to fall back on the task ahead. Instantly my face changed, the atmosphere became saturated by my thoughts for exam, immediately I reversed home and make sure my study materials are intact for the final 6 rounds.

I like Christmas but I dislike exams, it's disturbing, mind changing and embarrassing to an extent. "School sweet but exams spoil am"

©VanWest 2019

LADY BEHIND THE TRIGGER

I saw a shadow walking
majestically, I heard a
sound deeply soaring I
sneezed in a glib of an
eye trying to figure out
the identity, behold it's
a shadow from the west
ghostly covered in a dark
shirt, It seems triviality
until when I overheard
an indisputable echo

My mind beats like a
drum of culture, I found
my physical in a snag, my
hands are curved I tried
but couldn't flipped, finally
I became overwhelmed I
found my self on the range
of her trigger, I found my
head on the scaffold set
by emotion.

I need a shell, a cover from
behind, I need a mask off
illumination, an angel who
will stand to my rescue for
I'm dying slowly in the
inside i need a beckon
signal to safety, I need an
open heart of eternity.

©VanWest 2019