What love is hate that loves

What love is hate that loves

That leaves the rest for you

Abandoned so early so shocking to be true

Hopes rely on that which is so thin

Can break that which is so precious

when abandoned, feeling sadder than horror movies

waiting for love in silence

not a word to send you away

will love come when I am gone

would I find love when away

closed lips and minds harboring a noisy confusion

ready to explode a single pierce

love for man blinds the mind

links the classes, races emerge in

love for man if not to the end

worse than before it began a rebirth of class and race

whom to tell that gall so bitter

no one to trust not even friends

seeing yourself wasting away slowly like a landslide

slowly your whole world you’ll see unfold

At my sick bed, at my side

At 70, weaker in strength

Duller in memory than I

She has done it

Over and over again

And now feels no pain

She has done it

What she has ever protected

her gain

In silent whispers

In the echoes of the present

You are all I have,

don’t put me to shame

They will laugh at us,

just put a little in your mouth

At the entrance of my life still calling

Fight on “Brother”

Fight for that life

I am out now

I am out now

thinking...

I heard a shout

not a cry

We might be bruised
yet standing,

ever fallen

but up,

heart still within

for all,

eyes still gazing

at the goal.

No man can stop

but us delay.

More than a name

I am more than a name
and a face
why look for this alone
to know me?
I am all that
what i ask
talk about,want, think
and all i have not done,
not thought of or said.
I am more than a face
not a mere name.

Flower seeds and thistles

He only watched

While his hands were tied at the back

Sighs and tears shed in silence

Will fall on the ground

Your seeds to grow

You will harvest not all alone

But with all your own

Flower seeds can never grow up thistles

Return to its sender

He looked helpless

Yet you gathered all your might and strength

To kick him out

He only erred and he pleaded

Yet you never forgave but for him to only loose his peace

You were at peace

The time had come your winds were his friends

The wild comforted him

Your time has come

The winds return to its sender

Will you survive the wild?

Be A Hero

Heroes will dare

Heroes won’t care

Even if to use all they have

To peacefully register a concern

They are not terrorists, opportunists

They are always for the good

Never for themselves alone

They are never known

Until they are out

They walk among us

With challenges too

Yet a piece of them
Will always make the world go on  

                                                By Leander David

Mental Health is key

Between day and night

joy and pain

Between earth and sky

seen and unseen

Between peace and suffering

friends and enemies

Between you and I

there is no health

without mental health

Show me the way

Suffocating yet enduring
suffering yet rejecting a hand that cares
only to seek and pursue peace
only to avoid the repetition of the dark past

like a sinister smile

waiting the appropriate time to strike

Show me the way and I will walk in it

to free myself from this hold

this chain that entangles me

This shame that marks me

like the name I bear

a mark of a tribe

yet alien to it  

By Emperor Leander David

If i allow in another drop....

It is my fault I caused it all

Doctors after the operation said I will die at the floor

If I allow in another drop of liquor

But can I pass it by

When out of the ward at last with the night

And on my tongue a welcome guest so nigh

Food is not appealing without you

Of course ‘’all die be die’’

Why fear death when it comes when it wants to come

Where are your footprints in the sands of time?

Life is real, our reward, our most priceless gem

Why die before your time?

Here I am with a friendly assassin

A raised bottle, having its bottom facing the sky

And with an opened mouth ready to receive its downpour

Another rush to emergency

Doctors were on strike

The end, your guess as good as mine

By Emperor Leander David

Dedicated to all those suffering all forms of addiction.
Seek help, hold on. It will be well.

I didn't remember

It is a new day!

Tell me what day today is, son?

Monday, not a day for church

Just another day of rest

Alright, water please, quickly.

Here you are

Thank you

Tell me what day today is, son?

Not a day for church

Monday, a day of rest.

I need water to drink

It’s by your side

Aay yes, I almost forgot.

Son, what day is today?

You’ve asked me this already

And I told you what it was.

I am sorry, I am sorry

I didn’t remember.



By Emperor Leander David

To you who finds yourself

To you who finds yourself...

In the middle of nowhere

life brought us together

very close to one's wishes list.

Like an alien among potential friends,

an existence wrapped with feigned affection and adulterated smiles

my drinking cup filled

but a while for the sap.

In the middle of nowhere

have I found not only these

but more to life also

and true friends in the silence

that will speed me my journey through

The silence was broken

my space was encroached

only to learn something new

oh two hands that worked for a common cause

shared values and broke the spells of doubt and fogginess.

Once we will say good bye not to cry

not to give up but still to move on

even in more difficult fights.

Just a call away I will be there

My friend and colleague

who will soon be at the other side of my rainbow

So long, still cheers…    

From Leander David

Dedicated to Chantal Cleland

A fair well gift after her internship with him.

31/8/2018

Without choices

Smiles like tears
cling the lashes of the eyes
in between dreaming and waking up
the dusk and morn
where i stand with you
a decision to make
but without choices.




By Emperor Leander David
17.8.2018

heads hang low

voices out lisp

out of my sight

short of words 

Footsteps in a locked room

Shaking and moving the drums

The ears vibration resounding

Such a noise in closed doors

Opened the tap of many waters

With a flash of the hand

Leaving the white pot clean

From this opened noise   

Footsteps pinching approaching

Louder when nearer

Into a locked room

Footsteps pounding receding

Then lower when afar into silence

What is Silence

Silence is not only golden
It is confidence unpredictable
in the midst of worrying observers
which will strike precisely
like a sleepy cat

2018 Unesco Poem of The Day

Wherever their alluvial soils desolately lay,

where the raging waters shrink,

there they long tarry,

within those binding boundaries of quick sand:

the winner takes all

loser stands small

only the strong survives.

Yet the staggering beggar

drops a coin in the hand of a blind beggar.

Swollen red eyes still flood their banks

and among your people your hunchback limps.

Many the waters that perforated through our hands

When we went to the water side with a cracked pot

Many the spoils of the enemy

when we lost after our fight.

There is hope

Hope for the weak and strong

Who here, a purpose and place have.

Victor and vanquished

and poor and rich alike

who will with us be

till the end of the years.

And while the battles still last

May it be well with us.

Emperor Leander David

21/3/2018

On the occasion of Unesco Day of Poetry

Life is full of surprises

We all need a friend
a best friend
Some may come and go
while others come to replace.
The best will always stay
waiting and hoping
for that bright time
correcting and healing
motivating not faulting.
Today if you have none
still be the best friend.
Life is full of surprises.



NB.

Inspired by Reina
13/3/2018

What you know not

What you know not might be nought
not when you think of it.

What you know not
like darkness, is scary, slippery and gripping.

A step in this darkness
like a million year's walk in eyes blindfolded.

Better it is, not taken
and better it is the humble pie to swallow
to pursue clarity and even make amends.

It pays.

No, not one.

Is there any excuse?
No, not one.
If even there be
I will say it not
I wont say it all.