Today I light a candle to honour the memories,
The memories of brave and gallant souls,
Gallant souls that have gone before us,
Gone before us but still living lovingly within our hearts.

Friendly fathers, magnificent mothers,
Bold brothers, sweet sisters,
Special sons, doting daughters,
To each whose fine memories time can never erase,
This candle I light today to honour the memories of you.

Some fell by friendly fire defending a cause so pure,
Some braved the pain of ailment while still affording a smile,
Some went without notice but went on their way all the same,
To one and all your memories dwell in us,
A candle I light in the dark pain of loss.

Fondly remembered are you this day,
Deeply treasured into the here and after,
So sail on oh brave and gallant souls,
To a celestial paradise free from taunt and pain,
Until the time…

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Show me your face,

So that I may know you!

Take me by the hand,

For walking alone I can not.

Take me into your blossom,

For your embrace is what I yearn for.

Whisper to me in your tongue,

For your voice is all I need.

Down the valley of death I may have walked,

In the desert of uppity too I have been!

Up and down in life’s tides too I have been,

Sinking and at times staying afloat!

And with the kicks of a dying horse,

I still hang onto the straws at the banks!

Scorched by the sun from all of my digression,

Burnt by all those I trusted on.


Despite it all today I come,

Bowing at your feet I am,

My heart to you I lay bare,

Take control my God!

Away from your path I have wandered,

The oaths of Old I have forgotten,

The meaning of obedience I have forgotten,

For in sacrifices I built my life!

A wandering tormented soul I come to you,

Lost and confused I am,

And today I trace my way back, Giving up my all so that you may fill me up!

Just like the dry bones down at the valley,

Lord give me a new life,

Just as it was in the Beginning, Lord breath life into me.

Draw me your path and I shall follow,

Bestow upon me thy wisdom,

For I know in your joy I’m strengthened

As I let your words guide my feet!

Lift me up high on your shoulders,

And at your feet daily will I be found,

Set me up above like the city on the hill,

And all shall see your light shining in me!

With my voice I shall praise you,

With these words I shall spread the word,

For in all Heavens or Earth,seas or land…

There is none like you!


Care For A Ride…

“Winter is coming”

Well, it’s already come

Why don’t we get into some writing

Or maybe you should come In more ways than one, get what I mean?

Some nights shouldn’t be spend alone

Lest you wake up and find you’ve turned into stone.

Time sure has passed,

Seasons have gone,

Built up feelings are high,

So here we go,

All put aside as we couple up,

Your pen at hand,

My canvas all smoothed up,

Let your pen color my canvas,

Draw it all on me.

Tonight we let all guards down.

Because in us there’s no height too high No depth too deep

Roses on the bed,

music playing…

Let’s get to some freaking

Let the temperatures rise and the rains pour

Tonight imma get you flooding for sure

You and I at sea we are,

You the captain

I’m your vessel,

Up and down the tides we go,

Set my sail and there will I go,

Watch me rise and turn as you steer,

Down below to the ocean bed too I can reach.

I’ve read Kamasutra but let’s make our own shit

Let’s make a song with our bodies

And let the union be our melody

The up and downs: damn! let me look into your eyes as I go deep

Let my hands draw a picture on your body That only me and you understand

The night might be cold but we are on fire Our bodies yearning and our eyes burning with desire

Hold me down!

Pin me against the wall!

Lemme be glued on you.

For in my arms I need you not,

On my skin I want you not But in me…

There shall you strike your staff,

On you…

There shall my nails draw their path!

Make me sing…

Sing to the melodies of your heart,

Watch me dance…

Dancing to the rhythm of your beat,

So yes…

Let’s make the music,

Lemme feel you drum me to the core,

For then shall I resonate,to sync with the symphony of your love!

I will make your body glow With every push and pull,

every single turn let your voice grow I will go up the hills Down the valleys and course through the curves


I’ll be your Alexander The Great Let my tongue make you sing

Let my fingers do the walking


I’m going to make you my slave I’ll be gentle

Slowly sliding in where your waters have made wet

The thrill of this ride will take you to another level Give you pleasures you never thought you’d get

Then I’ll slowly increase the pace

Taking you from grace to grace Love, tonight is your night

Let’s make this our kind of fight I love it when you close,

I love it in dim light more…

Seeing your body glistening amidst the sweat.

Hold me softly in your arms,

Lay me at our alter,

For the ultimate sacrifice,

We both shall pay…

For in joy and glee,

Down the slippery path we shall tread.

With raised hopes I shall lay, In faith before me you bow,

A word or two to bless the ancestors,

As smoothly but firmly you devour!

Tonight’s gonna be one hellova night

Your body my ball and my bed the pitch

I want to tease you till you clench tight

Please you till your body feels right I’ll hold on till your end is in sight

Then let go when your gates can hold no more

Let the sheets tell it all The creases showing the story of our nightly show

Then we’ll play naughty till the dawn is in sight

Then we’ll close our eyes To dream of the next time we rise

Let’s ride this carousel,

You and I as one!

Let’s make this our Merry go round,

Ride after ride just you and I,

And when we reach the peak of our ride,

With our arms outstretched and our skin as one,

Let’s dive into oblivion…

Into the passion that joins us,

As we surrender to our throng’s of passion,

Till we reach our downtown, And exhale in unison,

For the journey we have shared,

Would be worth our every sweat!

All credits…thank you Kelvin Mutune

© Eisenherz Poet



“You should never read just for “enjoyment.” Read to make yourself smarter! Less judgmental. More apt to understand your friends’ insane behavior, or better yet, your own. Pick “hard books.” Ones you have to concentrate on while reading. And for god’s sake, don’t let me ever hear you say, “I can’t read fiction. I only have time for the truth.” Fiction is the truth, fool! Ever hear of “literature”? That means fiction, too, stupid.”

— John Waters

Word of this day,as we await the coming month!!


So you are the poet…

A sought after artist,

A musician with the voice to die for,

One after Picasso’s own heart,

A lyricist that gives words to all tunes…

So you are all of these and maybe more,

Well,that’s great of you!
So this fine bright morning,

With a happy soul you rise up,

With a cheerful heart you awake,

A warm smile spreading on your lips,

And with your head already in the game,

You are ready to face the day,

To conquer and rule,

To set the pace all will scramble to follow,

You then set the ball rolling.
But all that you planned,

All that you had set up,

Just like a house of cards,

Like perfectly arranged dominoes,

Comes tumbling…

Crashing down,

Right before your eyes!
What if you lose your charisma,

Your outlook for the world changes,

Your response to the world offsets you,

And in the charade of it all,

You realize you just lost it…

Lost all that made you sane,

Lost all that kept you grounded…


What if you lost yourself?
Your words keep you sane,

Your voice adds beauty to you,

Your paint and canvas tell of your life,

The dance steps talk of your feelings,

All these art show of your humanity,

Show of your emotion,

But with a snap of a finger,

With a shake of a lamb’s tail,

You just lost it…

Lost it all.
What if one day you lost yourself,

In this big wide sea you are set afloat,

Sinking and floating with the high and low tides,

Being carried in the ever turning tornado,

And in the midst of it all,

Its the peace found in the eye that you seek,

And despite it all…

Its the peace in the storm that you yearn.

What if you lost all that makes you sane,

In this world full of ravaging storms,

Will you fight to remain sane,

Will you fight to find your words,

Your voice…

Your dance steps…

Your canvas…

Your unsung lyrics…

Or will you fade away,

Absorbed and swallowed with the world,

To be forgotten and be written off,

Completely erased from the books of history,

That are presently being written in your memory!
What if you lost you,

Will you remain lost?