Afoma Miracle
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Dreams in the Midst of Struggle.
I lay on my bed, Wondering what this life is like. I have long sought the solace my heart ever desires, But as usual, I came up short. I dreamed up lots of things, Still wondering how—and expecting things to change. My heart clenched in pain as it raced through miles unknown. I wondered, for the hundredth time what to do. Many wrongs crossed this mind, but none made sense. Again, the good in me rules the evil. The troubles of this life; —I sighed. How then will what is supposed to be, be?...
Hope's Radiance.
Just as starlight, twinkles high in the sky come night, shining like a beacon for all to see, So you shall radiate hope and Light in the midst of Sorrows and darkness!. #notes #lightindarkplaces #Abba'sLight #Goodnight
Whispers of Serenity
Her skin, as pale as fine china, Shone with an otherworldly radiance. I marveled, astonished by her ethereal beauty, unlike anything I have seen. A white shawl draped over her hair, Covering the lush never to be seen. Her face, marred by sorrows never told, A fine line stretched along her cheeks, Easily mistaken as glitter. Tears seemed to well up in her eyes, As if perpetually falling. A vivid personality, she appears. Alabaster skin, pure as snow, Eyes closed, serene, in gentle glow. The ...
Whispers of Uncertainty; Relinquishing power to the Supreme.
I ask myself again and again, How do I right my wrongs? Why do I consistently falter when it comes to me? How do I help myself? I couldn't justify the means, nor the act. It all became a jumbled mess, spilling out of control before I knew it. How do I help myself? I cry to the heavens, my heart crossed, eyes glassy with tears unshed. I leave my fate in the hands of the Supreme, since my taking charge always leads to a mess. #poetry #dailystruggles #handingovertoGod #happysunday
Ma Chimzuruoke.
Her voice, a silky, melodious alto, Dark-skinned, bold and beautiful. Music, her best regard. Elegant, confident and strong, She is aware of her worth and strength. She endures much but always holds her head high! Never stopping longer than necessary. A queen in power, aware of her virtue. Grace flows through her very being. She is a wonder to Behold! Her God, is enough for her as her name suggests! #poetry #complimentstoabeautifulsoul #shiningstar #Godblessyou
'THEM FAV...'
Joy blossomed in my heart as they barged in Though I had to rein in my emotion, keeping it from my face so they wouldn't see. My reactions and words were so uptight, I'm sure they must have been uncomfortable. Oh, What a pleasure it was being mean to them! They deserved it after all. It felt like years since I last saw them. The tall, lanky one pretended I never existed when we crossed paths at school. So, what do you expect? It pained my heart, for I had known him longer and opened myself up...
Rain
I stood quietly by the side, Waiting patiently for the rain to start. Oh yes, I expected it for my weather forecast said to expect rain in an hour. The wind blew heavily, And lightening lighted up the dark sky! Soon..., The droplets came, kissing my skin with it's cool touch. I ran back to my room; Heart pounding in excitement I bolted the door. My back against the bed, as I looked out the window watching the rain slide down the window with a smile to my face as it brought me peace long sort...
Beauty!
She's strong, resilient, and relentless. She's an epitome of beauty, Brains and elegance personified! Her daddy's princess and husband's queen. She's independent, bold, and aware! She's compassionate but strong-headed, Her will is not to be thrived with. She seems fragile but not a princess in distress. She's to be admired and emulated, A representation of Complexity and beauty of femininity. She embodies greatness and novelty, She's God's Gift! Her name is Dorinda! #Nirclepoetry #poetry #tribu...
Agony of Solitude; Bed of Roses.
Again and again, I sit to think… Why me? My life seems empty, With no fun, no form of connection. Daily, I sit by myself, Wallowing in pains wrecked by my heart. Always, my heart sings soulfully In search of a connection never achieved. Hopefully, I lay in my room, Doors locked and blinds drawn, Waiting for a saving soul. Yet I turn down every knock on the door, With the pretense "I hear nothing." I wish people away even before they state their aim. Of what joy is this? My heart screams as...
A Promise of Love.
Dearest... Please don't cry, I haven't been lying. It's true, you're the one I want, It has always been you No one else compares to you so far I am concerned. Through trials and tribulations we've come so far and together we shall bypass this one. You alone I revere You've captivated my heart, every other person pales in comparison to you. I see you, I promise you now, with all my heart I'll never leave your side You're stuck with me as I am with you. I am forever smitten by you, my Love. ...
UNMASKING MASCULINITY; THE IMAGE OF SOCIETY
Vulnerability? Men are strong and tough The protector for every home. Men show's no weakness! Everyday I hear these words: Never let your weakness show You got to be independent Heads up, toughen up, stop being a punk Quit whining! But depression looms over me As I try to maintain this image. I die in silence, all for independence. Burdens weigh on me, threatening to consume my life. Society's image of men claims lives. I have tried to conform, but failed I thrive on emotions! I scream. I...
THE AFRICAN CHILD; A BEAUTY UNSEEN
Why do many chose to see us uncivilized? They call us black monkeys, pathetic and evil. We have often been associated as the Devil all because our skin is dark. Time and time again we've wondered What if the Devil truly is white? I have looked up to Mom countless of times with questions sounding like a gong! Mummy! Are we really evil just because our skin is black? Am I a monkey? How come seeing the monkeys, I can't really relate to them yet am called a monkey Mummy do you think I can have thi...
