saved

i often return to that place
where the sunshines
only through a key hole
and the only sound
is the flickering of a lighter
with no wind to blow it out

i return there
stomach pains and hand shaking
kicking and screaming
while memory drags me
by my thoughts

i often return there
not of free will
but held hostage
by my own thoughts
reminding me of the illusion
the mirage of happiness
and instant gratification

i often return here
and when i do
i remember the loneliness
and solitude of guilt
and remember
all that i have to live for
then i am saved
love peace and happyness Les-T

Kganya

Les-T da poet

Kganya

Les-T da poet

To Kganya

You are about
to make my life great
create a reality
i could never imagine
one i could not
wrap my thoughts
around a pen with

you are a about
to change me
and whEn you take
that First breath
i will be there
to share you birth
and my rebirth
as your Dad
i
love
you

Les-T da poet is a Dad

To Kganya(My Light)

i dont think i will be able to sleep tonight. The anxiety of seeing my baby for the first time is killing. i will be able to see those little feet that used to kick me from their mother's womb. i will be able to hold those little hands that jabbed at me from within...the realization is just tooooo overwhelming. The whole nine months you kinda know you going to be a dad, but right its certain. its starting to kicking in. Have to be at the hospital at 8.00am. And YES I am not chickening out ...I will be in the Operating Room when they take me baby out. I got balls of Steel.Call me Super Man from now on!! oh ya...Super Dad... Thats what i am going to be from tomorrow...A DAD...Being a DAD is a daunting task but i have had years of training. From the annoying Aunt's kids you have to look after when everyone goes to a funeral. Or those irritating little brats that you see and think "my kid will never be like that". And many adults that you either work with or come into contact with on a daily basis, that you think should still be in diapers! I would like to thank the above individuals for preparing for this moment. Now i know what my kid must not grow up and be like...Thank you.

To Kganya

i
love
you

you have given me
one more reason to live
you have shown me
i have much more to give
not just in brush strokes
or torn paper
you have given me
"me" back
with your life
you have given me life
Light
Love
Clarity

i
love
you

now i wait
to touch you
hold you
kiss you
now i wait
to see you
and thank you

i
love
you

Unintended

This is not
How I thought it would be
With you over there
And me right here
With Hands
That seldom touch
Hearts that always pine
Minds that search for time
Time to steal a kiss
Or a moment of bliss
 This is not
How I thought it would be
The sounds of our hearts
Beating around the corner
From each other
An unintended distance
 From one another

The begining

Welcome back to all.
hope 2012 brings with it great and new beginnings to all
New inspiration and a whole lot more art
to my creativ souls
keep the fire burning

here is a short piece for the new year


"We write
paint
scribble on paper
or concrete walls
to try
and get
to you"

"We dance
on your souls
with words
and paint
your reality
with bright colors"

"in silence
that's as loud
as our spirits
we shout
and scream
at your inner-being"

"we scream
a simple phrase
in color and in words
"life is beautiful!"
Live It!!!!


love peace and Happyness
Les-T

Being Alive

There is something about being alive
That only "Alive" people do
And they try to teach the living dead
Firmly on their shoulders rests their heads
Their hearts, heavy only with anticipation
There is something about being alive
That only "Alive" people do
Its called
Living
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It was said before
But I feel the need
To say it again
We are not worldly beings
Trying to be spiritual
Rather
We are spiritual beings
Endeavoring to stay strong

At what point
Do we lose ourselves
And forget who we are
At what point
Are we at peace
With the light within us dying
And extinguish the core
Of who we are
Blatantly
Publicly
Stabbing at it
And denying it
Like Judas did Jesus
But what we are denying
Is ourselves

We are spiritual beings
And we need to embrace it
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Find me

Find me amongst the stars
I am the one twinkling with all its might
Not as bright as the rest
But trying to find my way
Find me

I am the diamond in the rough
Waiting to be discovered
I am the virgin bride with a vale
Waiting to be uncovered
I am the poem in your heart
Waiting to be written
I am the love unsaid
From a teenage boy smitten
I am that song in your head
That just won't go away
I am that girl next door
You drool over every day
I am the dream
That you still need to dream

Find me
Find me amongst the stars
I'm the one twinkling with all its might
Not as bright as the rest
But trying to find my way
Find me

I am the husband and father
Trying to make ends meet
I am the homeless boy or girl
Who grovels and begs at your feet
I am the single parent
Who gives all to his kids
I am the little girl
Who dreams of being on tv
I am the boy in headphones
Who lives for the beat
I am the bare feet township
Playing soccer in the street

Find me
Find me amongst the stars
I'm the one twinkling with all its might
Not as bright as the rest
But trying to find my way
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