97. Shouting!

Why’s she shouting? Sitting in silence,
What’s the matter? Looking all glum,
I can’t control me, seeing you waiting,
Speak to me, shouting like crazy.

You’re in my head, puzzled in absence,
Stop the games, still not talking,
Am I to blame? She sits motionless,
The silence is loud, frying my brains.

State the problem, she looks the same,
Move your lips, am waiting in vain,
You can’t do this, she’s clearly insane,
I’m bore of talking, making me strain.

You keep doing this, losing my name,
Stop annoying, wishing me pain,
Stand and own it, making no moves,
You keep attacking, seeking her change.

By Julius Fa
©April2023

89. Say Cheese.

He told me twice, to look this way,
He’s at his job and wants to take,
A piece of me, away this day,
But he’s been paid, I’m just the aide.

I hate the look and face I wear,
The ugly brow, above my eyes,
The freckled cheeks, I often keep,
Hidden in May, beaten like hay.

Why the wait? Why’s he staring?
Take the photo, stop delaying,
Hate the shaking, mind feels breaking,
Palms start sweating, hope is fading.

Parents smitten, happy faces,
Mum pacing, dad vexing,
Me prancing, tried posing,
Can’t hold it, photo taken.

By Julius Fa
©April2023

83. Grace Came.

She is the face, that lifts my heart,
She brings the light, that last all night,
Her touch can sail, away my fears,
She hold my life, within her hands.

Tonight a party, unlike the norm,
Faceless around, all masks are worn,
I arrive with haste, prepared to mix,
The room is full, all joyful and bloom.

I asked around in search of her,
My heart pounding, so loud and proud,
The sparkling lights, brings bliss and life,
The flowing drinks, much laughter and toasts.

It’s been awhile, since I arrived,
Then a tap, upon my back,
I know this scent, that lifts my nose,
I turn to see, her facing me.

She’s cross and holds, my hands in hers,
I did explain, I searched for her,
She smiles and teases the mask I wear,
Her eyes so green, my love complete.

By Julius Fa
©April2023

40. New Year With Grace.

It’s been awhile, since Grace was around. She spent Christmas in Preston, nurtured and rested. We spoke each day and emailed both ways. Never missed a moment, family laughter and togetherness. We talked all night, and facetime in sight. She shared her needs and want from life, I listened with joy, and know am no toy. I dared her to kiss and dance with all bliss. She teased me to come and steal that kiss tonight. I reminisced on the wonderful year we share, together in situ, unseparated and in love. Her beauty unending, her softness and brilliance. The hugs I enjoyed and the fun times created. Never a dull moment rendered, we’re always closely tendered. Our friendship without barriers, our trust and hope now carry us. She spent New Year with me, staring at the moon. The distance eroded, the moon brought us closer. In confidence, I whispered my mind fluttering, sharing all I hide. Telling her my side, showing her my fears. Let go of risk, being true to me. She motioned humbly about the past, wanting only for us to last. Friendship stronger to her it seems, tempting fate not in her dreams. She’s on the last train into town, left early to see this clown. Didn’t pick her call this morning, call it space, to lessen the hurt. I know I love her, but can’t reveal it. She’s way to guarded, her past protects her. Towards the station, I walk excited. The hurt and lostness, all gone to wonder. Will I embrace her, with a hug and kiss? Or should I just handshake her, stand back and be brave?

By Julius Fa

©Jan2023

34. Final Night With Grace.

Our last night within her layer, she took a shower, scented in flower. I sat on the bed, waiting instead. Period pains, her crimson waves. Out she came, wrapped in a towel. The sight of an angel, lonesome and tired. She sat between, my legs now cling. I brush her hair, flamed so red. I stroke her neck, gently inspired. My heart pounds, in awe of her beauty. She surrender her will, trusting me still. I cracked a cheap joke, her laugh bespoked. “You always make me laugh,” her sweet voice declares. She lowers her barriers and folds her wings. I embrace her tightly, to her delight. I’ll be your strength and I’ll treat you right. We’ve been so busy, attending this conference. I’ve been busy, meeting her needs. My arms around her neck, her head gently laid. I kiss her head, she turns and stares. Her green tint eyes, my weakness and fear. It sees through me, my secrets and all. I been here before, the missed kiss that I dissed. Could she kiss me, a friend eager to defend. She sense my nervousness, kisses my chin. I’m happy with that, am silly and keen. We’re locked in a hug, her wings enfold us for the night. My visions of rapture always with Grace, she slept off quickly. Within my space, I stare for hours watching her face. Sweet dreams dear Grace, one day I’ll win this race.

By Julius Fa

©Dec2022

32. Conference With Grace

What a joy, I’m here with her. She works the room, like a pro. She knows her stuff, this is her turf. I picked her suit, short and smooth. She loves to tease, the kid in me. We dash about and mingle all day, she keeps me close and on my toes. I love the way, her eye’s on me. I start to play, fun games with her. I moved away and stayed with Ray. She followed swiftly, mouthing “I’ll kill you sweetly.” With a kiss, my thoughts now miss. The group discussion before me, I let Ray answer. Watching her makes me happy, knowing her turns me jolly. She catches up and robs against me. Her heavenly scent, unravels the group. Our touching bodies, unravels my senses. The joy she brings, she’s naughty as sin. The group disperses, she smiles at me. I pulled her hair, I think it’s fair. She digs her nails, softly at my back. We laugh it off, she pulls me close. I tickled her side, holding her hands. She enjoys the capture, am I her rapture. She’s inches away, still acting the pro. I called for rescue, “Ray save me from Grace.” He fled to the bar, she smiled with her eyes.

By Julius Fa

©Dec2022

31. Above Reason

There is a place, she calls her space. It’s in her mind, you will not find. It has no names and holds no fame. Not much can hide, here lies die. Here words fall down, time seems to frown. She sits and swings, without her wings. The cloudy skies, beyond her sight. I saw pain fall and hate can’t talk. She seems so free, between these trees. Released from fear, that’s buried in tears. All elements controlled, because she’s bold. I’ve seen happiness dance and love in trance. There is no season, within her reason. No hurt invited and stress can’t fight here. Her simply logic, prepare for magic. She can’t define, her ways are kind. Above this ground, there is no sound. Back and forth, she swings and fought. Every thought that pulls her down, she swings higher to drown. She states her case and rates her fate. There is much treason, within her reason.

By Julius Fa

©Dae2022

25. Happy To Meet You.

I choose to smile, instead of a frown. I choose to laugh, even if am mad. I choose to hug, while others hoof. I choose to dance, even though I can’t. It’s part of me, I wish to be. To bring the light, that happiness gives. To share true love and hold nothing back. To risk it all, because I choose. Don’t be afraid, what others say. Don’t hide away, because it’s safe. Stay positive and true, you’re worth it all. They can’t steal you, so break the rules. When nighttime comes and darkness fills. Let them see, the light in you. Then together, let happiness stay, change the norm. I choose to be Happy.🤓

By Julius Fa

©Dec2022

18. His Struggle.

I met him before, during my lunch. He wears the hat, lowers his gaze. He sits alone, counting the days. He struggles with living, he’s tired of dying. He struggles with loving, his family all cold. He struggles with talking, he’s no good at walking. He struggles with asking, not big on tasking. He’s forgetful most days and struggles to stay. Society denies him and hope abandon him. Eternity scares him, the past haunts him. I’ve seen him cry, when birds fly. I’ve seen him smile, when joggers run for miles. I’ve seen him drenched, when the heavens opened. He’s often quiet and no-one notice. His mouth moves, but no sound is heard. Then that day, I broke his rule. I sat beside him, with doubt inside me. I said “hello”, he turned and stared. I offered a sandwich, he beckoned a smile. He noted I struggled, to utter a sentence. He accepted my sandwich, together we ate.

By Julius Fa

©Dec2022

15. Within Your Hands.

There is a gift, you hide away. It’s deep within, the expression you display. It shows no sign, it’s weak and fine. It’s full of negative, shaped by your narrative. You wear a face, to please the world. But deep within, the tears and fears. A broken wing, your burdens unshared. You keep it safe, your ego declares. You see no way, to reach for help. Don’t tell us lies, that you are fine. It shouldn’t be, this hard to heal. The rift and war, between heart and mind. Don’t tell the rest, I hold my world. Here in my hand, it’s upside down. I need some help, to stop the rot. To find that gift, I hide away. With hands held tight, on swollen knees, I bow my head and start to pray. “Dear Lord above, save me your child. And kindly please reveal my gift.”

By Julius Fa

©Dec2022

By Julius Fa

©Dec2022