Monday, January 11, 2016

Tales of the Night ...

I can't seem to find my glasses this morning,
It's somewhere in the room, I know that, 
But right now I don't feel like searching. 
Let me just lay next to him on the bed,
I can just lounge over here all morning. 
At least I had them on when we met.
He does look quite handsome sleeping, 
Now what was his name again?!

I tried to remember our idyll
The amount of alcohol my system is suffering from
As I'm forcing it, everything is buffering
I close my eye, take a deep breath
Now I can see, I can hear it clear
He said, my name is Apollo.
Oh my divine Greek God,
May I lay upon your soul.


When our eyes met across the room,
I could feel the animal connection.
Who knew I had it in me!
Can you believe all he had to do,
Was ask for a dance.
Sometimes, days like this
You can't help it.
You got to do what you got to do.

In this cold apartment, for the first time,
I weirdly find it comfortable, cozy.
I want more of him, of me on him,
Of him inside me, of us devouring each other.
But I also want him to leave,
For, I just want it to be a tale.
Tale that will last for days and nights
Till it's time for one to stay.

                                        Ladymyou and MissAhdynn

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Mwen bezwen on fanm ...

M'bezwen yon fanm
Ki pou chaje bateri kè'm lè'l a zewo
Yon fanm ki pa'p vini pou'l ban'm zoklo
Oubyen pou'l fè patnè'm rele'm mawozo

M'bezwen yon fanm
Ki pa twò gwo et tou fò'k li pa two zo
Yon fanm ki endispansab nan vi'm tankou'l te H2O

Mbezwen yon fanm
Pou'l avè'm pou'l fè tout ti blodè egri
Paske petèt se li yo te vle tou
Yon fanm k'ap love'm k'ap ban'm manje ki pa'p kite'm megri
E ki ka pran swen'm tou

Mesye o fanm kounye a lage'm lan ekri
Epa'm te kon reve tou !
                           Anney Jhonnayson

**Reponse à Yautha , Mbezwen on Nèg**

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Right then … Right there ...

Right before he hit the ground,
All he'd live to this day was flying around,
In the form of a storm of wavering memories
Hopes, Fears, Dreams and what nots.
All the crossroads at the fine line between,
Moving forward and moving on.
Those moments when it was all about,
Weather you stood your ground,
Or you made a sound.

Right then and there when it mattered.
When all there was to do was having cared,
About the people, about the things.
Outside it rains because nobody cries anymore,
It snows because no one knows the true values.
We get out here, we hunt down the truths.
Would he have found answers if he'd had questions.
We boast about wanting things answered,
But no one asks, because we are too scared.

Right there, when the storm hits home
When we need to fight through it, locked out
Or we need to wait it out, locked in
How do we know witch to do...
Who's to say what is there to be done ...
We do all end up in the graveyard as he was about to ...
With the only defining characteristic of our entire life being
As they buried us six feet under
A name and a number
 …..

                                     MissAhdynn

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

The spark …

Never let the darkness of this earth turn off your light …
For as the sun rises so should you ...
For as the shadows settle in trough the night …
The path should unveil before and after you ...

Monday, November 23, 2015

Mwen bezwen on nèg

Mwen bezwen on nèg
Ki pou fè'm komprann
Poukisa syèl lan ble
Chak fwa li gade'm lan je

Mwen bezwen on nèg
Ki pou fè'm santi'm
Tankou on flè dizè
K'ap fleri anba on lawouze

Mwen bezwen on nèg
Ki pou fè'm konnen
kibò solèy leve leu li pale avè'm
kibò solèy kouche leu li pwan san'l tande'm

Mwen bezwen on nèg
Ki pou fè'm santi
Poukisa fòk mwen respire
Chak fwa li pase men'l sou mwen

Mwen bezwen on nèg
Ki pou fè'm sispèk
Siwo myèl pa dous
Chak fwa li poze bouch li sou pa'm

Mwen bezwen on nèg ...
Woy sa k'ap pase'm la?
LOL … I'm dreaming !

                         YAUTHA

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

La nuit

Quand la lune apparait,
Que les étoiles se prononcent,
Les rêves embellissent le vécu,
La terre devient légère.

Les monstres hantent les plus fragiles.
Le silence est environnant.
Gare aux bruits soudains.
Ils réveillent même les coriaces.

Parfois douce sous les couvertures,
Parfois brulante sans l'air frais,
Il faut attendre paisiblement,
Ou contourner soi-même.

Même les artistes y trouvent refuge.
Le musicien compose sa plus belle chanson,
Et la plume de l'ecrivain se laisse aller.
La vie a un autre sens.

Car c'est à la nuit que nous divulguons tous nos secrets.
Elle a toujours été notre meilleur confidente.
                                                                             Ladymyou

Sunday, October 25, 2015

How do I Heal ?!

It hurts,
But how do I heal?! 
I can't chew,
I can't swallow, 
I can't even ...

It hurts,
But why do I feel,
This weight?
This pain?
This burden ...

It hurts,
But what can I say?!
I'm dying … 
I'm lost ...
I'm crying ...

It hurts,
But that's my day … 
Sad...
Empty … 
Lonely ...

It hurts,
But when does it end?!
When I forgive … 
When I forget ?! 
When is it gone ?!

It hust, 
But I can't pretend ...
I can't stop loving you,
Or stop hating you
So how do I heal?
                   MissAhdynn

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Ti Cheri kote'w ye la?


Ti cheri kote'w ye la?
Aswè a manvi'w fè'm fou
Mwen la m'ap tann ou
Pa ka tann pou vini
Pòt jaden'm gentan pare
Vye zèb gentan rache
pou vinn kouche sou li

Pou sa'm pare pou ou,
Pou raj mwen gen nan kò'm,
Aswè a cheri se gwo koze...
Fèmen je'w fanm dous mwen,
Fèmen je'w bèl deyès
Di'm sa'w wè,s'w santi

Ti doudou, ou konnen janm paka ret tann
Li leu pou vini
Zandolit komanse chante
Solèy pwal domi
Vin goute ti nannan mwen an
Mwen vle wè lalin
Mwen vle manyen zetwal yo
Mwen vle karese kò ou
Mwen vle grife ou
Sakaje anndan mwen 
mistifye nanm mwen

Ala sa bèl, ala sa bon
Oh cheri ou dous.
M'vle lalin ou,
M'vle zetwal ou
M'vle tout ou.
Cheri m'kole, mpa mande detache...
Ou fè'm fou tankou yon wanga,
Pou jan'w dous la li pa senp

Ti papi, wap fè'm depale
Bouch mwen tounen chodye
Kò'm ap fe dife, banm sekrè a
Pa bay lòt moun li
Ou se pam pou letenite
Voyaje nan zantray mwen
Wap fè'm frisonen pa kanpe
Rete la, men m'ap trenble
Gad kisa'w fèm
Ou mechan

Solèy la ap leve sou nou,
Nou pa janm dekole.
Nan ou mwen vle rete,
Vide'm cheri,
Pran nan'm mwen,
Vire'm jan'w vle,
Pap janm gen pi bon pase moman sa...
Mwen renmen'w

Nou marye pou tout tan
Lavi'm san ou pat ap gen sans
Ou se tout sam te swete
Mwen avèw makonnen jouk nou mouri
Mwen damou'w ti doudou
                                         Ladymyou & Digio

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Night dreamer

I met this guy once, who called himself night dreamer
I could not help but wonder
Does he only dream at night?
Does he only dream of night?

Life always has you thinking,
Some things keep you pondering,
What if he falls asleep in the day light ?
Does it become a nightmare because it isn't  night ?
What if the day rises while he dreams?
Is he no longer ? Does he awake in screams?

I met the night dreamer,
That time i was wandering.
I could not help but wonder,
As it was day, was i dreaming?

I'd gone out during the day light,
Somehow the dreamer was out so it was night!
Dreaming never became so complicated.
As i wake up with much hatred,
Playing games with my mind,
He wondered when will i turn on my kind?

I couldn't help but think of the sandman
Who use to ask me everynight :
Would you like to sleep tight?
Now i could only think of this man,

The NIGHTDREAMER

                  MissAhdynn & AlextheG

Monday, September 7, 2015

Lazy

Sun is up, High and bright,
Shining with all its might.
It's a sweet summer day 
But I'm alone here where I lay.

The grass is humid,
The wind is timid. 
Bees and dragonflies whisp by 
But don't bother saying Hi.

I crave the sweet softness of ice cream 
If I close my eyes, I might just see it in my dream. 
The mind never fails to show you anything you can make up
But the thing is, I just may never wake up.

So in this hot summer day
On the semiwet grass, I lay
I'm half dead because today
I won't do much at all, I'm lazy.
                                        MissAhdynn