Bereft

there's nothing like
life I own
bereft of breath
death my friend
pulled up stakes
's deck's stir
it breezes still
beneath my heart
blaze's hot
as hell's laughter
what speaks the eyes
is menacing x-rays
cold as the sun
sting to the soul
but sour as honey
words are clichés
I put make up on
to reflect my pose
now I dance
like I'm nothing
and sing like
I am everything

Thrill

I’m awake as the night itself

Reading’s but of atomic help

Wind races past the time

To blow me back in frame

I can definitely use me

In destroying love afire

Death thrills, life kills

It takes weakness to unveil

Words blurred by tears

Smear heart and the future

Eyes redden with clock ticks

As the night crawls to eternity

It costs the spirit living free

Inhales are Master’s snapshots

Exhales (sour gospel to swallow)

Are infernals’ Do Re Mi Fa Sol

It’s contemptuous dancing alone

Lights fighting besides the bed

Dreams tempt everlasting sleeps

Sleeps I never sleep when asleep

Fate reads me like authorless novel

To spit out enlivening chapters

And beguile me with brief quotations

From last moment we were together

My Trip to Heaven

what will I write

never written before life

is there any song

never been sung

I walk every evening

in silence to heaven

to pay my daily visit

my soul bathe in mist

still get dirt of time

now that I but live

have lost all to gain

gained all to lose

but yet know not

last moment I lived

I wake up early

to witness the yielding

of daylight to the nightfall

there, right there, I know

sunrise wait two nights

there, I willingly die not once

my favorite kind of music

do nothing but to hate me back

the arrow-like feelings

narrow to the heart not the mind

ache the nights more than the thoughts

my life, backwards, strides

to the death date joy-fest

my light quenches with clock-tick

one step at a breath, we go

me and the shadow, in darkness

not forgetting them I met

but never happen to recognize

or at least, to remember before

now that my life is tied on words

them I either write or recite to the self

I sing my heart out to the unknown

and sigh the past's unfairness

but do nothing but to sooth the spirit

with people and poetry

I write but never read

PS: On Monday 1st of August it will be my 23rd birthday and it is on my birthday that my New Year begins with new goals for coming year and a glance backwards for my achievements and failures for the past year. As a matter of fact, I want my 23rd year to be a year of writing more than ever. So as a result, from Monday on, I'll be posting here daily.

My book is still available on Lulu in case you haven't got it yet, you can get it here. 

It would be a nice birthday present though!

I Shouldn't

I shouldn't be here
blowing my room's curtains up
with dead breeze of my voice
waiting for the clock to stop
I shouldn't be dancing to my insanity
pretending not to care
every morning born
bed knows me never
like wild thoughts
locked in lucid jar
I shouldn't be free
things I shouldn't know
life I shouldn't swallow
all are my rivals
teach me but to live
free the soul to lead
unchain the heart to see
tomorrow from yesterday



PS: I  apologize for the failure of posting last Saturday due to being over-scheduled by my book I had to revise (as it was requested by my publisher, Lulu) and other deadline I was about to meet that I didn't get adequate time to dedicate myself both to writing something and to be available online.
My book is now ready, and if you haven't a copy yet, get it here

"Heart a Poet Cannot Tell" Now Published

I'm very delighted to share with you my first poetry book "Heart a Poet Cannot Tell".
It's been a long journey of writing and rewriting day and night (for almost a year) but now my work and my effort are not at all wasted.
As I have mentioned in previous posts, the book contain One Hundred poems collected from other many more I've been writing since considering myself a poet. I gave it a lot of time and attention (in fact, I gave it all of myself) and I'm very proud to have it finally and the way it is.
It is currently available only in eBook format on Lulu.com and will very soon be available on other online book stores (and print copies of course).

Get a copy at http://www.lulu.com/shop/nizeyimana-fabrice/heart-a-poet-cannot-tell/ebook/product-22792896.html only at 1.99$ and don't forget to give it a review and to share it with a friend or two.

Thank you!