a twilight walk through the graveyard of the self. flowers bloom from forgotten names, and the moon hangs like a heart suspended in silence. death is tender here — not an ending, but a gentle continuation of beauty.

the new macaber

a meditation on distance and longing. ships drift along the horizon like moving dreams, their sails heavy with silence. the sea becomes a mirror — calm above, storm beneath — reflecting the quiet struggle of existence.

calm day, with rollers

a hymn to beauty in decay. the city drifts between life and dream, her marble skin glowing in the last light of the world. calm, majestic, and drowning, venice becomes both goddess and grave — a reflection of time’s mercy and cruelty.

venice

a dark, passionate tale captured in sound. love, obsession, and danger dance together through night-rain and shadows. the tango becomes both ritual and confession, spinning desire and violence into a single, haunting rhythm.

phonograph — tango

a playful, cosmic fable. a child-god blows bubbles that become stars, scattering light across the heavens. creation is fragile and fleeting, yet endlessly beautiful — a divine game of wonder and impermanence.

decoration

a dirge for the living. drums echo through city streets as young men march toward silence. beneath the cheers and brass, a deeper rhythm beats — the music of endings, the sound of beauty breaking beneath flags and flame.

to war

a reflection on memory, distance, and the quiet ache of what lingers. the divine spark of a past love flickers again through small, human gestures — a raised brow, a familiar voice — and suddenly, time collapses into longing.

you thought i had forgotten

a fevered vision of creation and divinity. the world comes alive beneath trembling feet — streets breathe, colors blur, and god reveals himself in motion. love, light, and delirium merge into one endless step toward transcendence.

incessu patuit deus

a solemn, eternal lament. she stands beyond time, arms wide, suspended in silence and immortality. the track is a meditation on loss, reverence, and the quiet weight of the infinite.

threnody

Dave Rasheed - Pleasure

Dave Rasheed
AFROBEAT |  R&B | POP ARTIST

New tracks tagged # sensual