Untangle Africa's Chains, Playing My Part

In a tiny house, nestled in the hills Of Plateau State, where hope and dreams fulfill I ponder the question, that echoes with pain, How do I set my people free? From chains of bad governance, poverty, and pain's decree? With strong resolution, I'll start the journey to untangle the chains That bind my continent, in shackles and pains I'll sing it in the African tune, with rhythm and with fire Until my voice is heard, and my message aspires I'll shout it from the mountain top, with passion and ...

Don't Look Back

Don't look back, except to see how far you've come. The past is a chapter, closed and done Don't get stuck in the pages of yesterday. Look back only to measure your stride To see how far you've traveled, how much you've survived. To celebrate the strength that has brought you through And to honour the journey that has made the new you. For every step forward, a piece of the past fades And a new path unfolds, embrace it. Don't keep looking back Except to see how far you've come How far you ...

Knowing You is Loving You

#poetry Knowing you is loving you, A love that grows with every moment true, With each new discovery, my heart beats fast, A love so strong that forever will last. Your kindness is a gift that I unwrap with glee, Your compassion, a balm that heals me, Your wisdom, a guide that navigates me, Your love, a safe haven where I am free. Your laughter is music that fills my heart, Your smile, a work of art that sets you apart, Your eyes, a window to a soul so bright, Your touch a gentle breeze that...

It Hurts to Remember

It hurts to remember, but it will be worse to forget The last time we spoke, the words I wish I'd never said The laughter we shared, the memories now in my head The ache of your absence, the grief that remains unsaid. It hurts to remember, but it will be worse to forget The way you smiled, the way you laughed, the way you'd fret The dreams we had, the plans we made, the future we'd never get The pain of losing you, the sorrow that I can't forget. It hurts to remember, but it will be worse to f...

Too Young To Be Old

I am too young to be this old. My eyes too dim from tears that could have flooded twenty lifetimes. My shoulder too worn from carrying a truckload of experience as if from nine nine lifetimes. My heart too heavy from bearing weights that could have crushed three lifetimes. My soul too weary from searching for answers as if in twelve lifetimes. My hands too weak from holding on to hope as if in seven lifetimes. My feet too slow from running away from fears that could have chased eight life...

A Hand Reached Out

When I had fell and got stuck in the mud A hand reached out and pulled me up. When I had sank so deep in the sea of despair A hand reached out and pulled me up. When I had fallen deep into the bottomless pit of hopelessness A hand reached out and pulled me up. When I had wandered lost in the desert of fear A hand reached out and pulled me near. When I had stumbled through the darkness of night A hand reached out and pulled me into the light. When I had been broken by the trials of life A ha...

iTarok

#poetry Individual clans held together, Arms weaved together to make a whole, To hold each other up, no one falls To hold each other down, no one gets blown To support each other, we grow together. Arms intertwine, An offer of shoulders to cry on, Arms intertwine, A war formation, we fight for our own. The pain of one, a pain for all. Arms in arms, we dance, Ten legs raised in unison, Shoulders go up and down, The Tarok dance. Arms intertwine, we sing, Different voices, different tunes, Pro...

Healed

Healed. It has been months it happened, Her pain seem to increase everyday, Despite her cries and prayers. She gathered what little strength she has left and dragged herself to the fields, Away from the hypocrisy of sympathizers Away from those who mock her pain. She kneeled there are shouted with her loudest voice, Letting out the pain and heaviness inside of her, She plead her case and beg for Him to take away her pain, The air was still, the flowers around her also stood really still as...

I Am Sick Of It

I am sick of "I love you" Emphasis on 'I' But you are the first to betray me, You are the first to leave me, You are the first to hurt me. The irony makes me sick! I am sick of "I LOVE you" Love means different things to different people, So they said. It means I want to use you, It means I want to manipulate you, It means I am lusting after you. So disgusting, makes me throw up! I am sick of "I love YOU" You doesn't mean you, It means your eye but not your nose, Your body but not your pers...

Dear Patient Dog

#poetry Patience is not laziness, While you wait for the fattest bone, Pick up the tiny bones around you. Mek hunger no k!ll you. While you wait for the big job, Do the small job and pay bills, Mek hunger/depress!on no k!ll you. ✍️ Chalya Goli

Waters of Africa (Custodians of History)

The waters of Africa, An ageless carrier of Africa's history, Witnesses to Africa's past and present. Each wave tell tales. The first written about the African, The beautiful black men and women, For whom the waters of Africa quenched thirst, cooked food, washed clothes and bodies. For whom the waters of Africa served as boundaries between communities where men loved and preserved nature. Each wave a page in the big story, The second written about the intruders, Those ones who mounted he...

Forever His/Mine

#poetry In a Mercedes or Rolls Royce, In a Toyota or Peougeot, On a Bajaj or Jinchen, On a bicycle or skateboard, On a flat slippers or bare foot, I am forever his queen, He is forever my king. In a palace or a mansion, In a duplex or a flat, In a self-con or single room, In a hut or under a bridge, Under a tree or in an open field, I am forever his queen, He is forever my king. Whether we eat crispy calamari rings or chicken and cheese salad, Whether we eat fried rice or jollof, Whether we...

I Am Happy

I Am Happy. "I hope you are happy" she said. "But do you?" He replied. Tell me, Do you not hope that whenever I listen to a love song, I hear your voice? Do you you not hope that I see you in every person I meet? Do you not hope that I remember you whenever my hands feel cold and I need someone to hold them? Do you not hope that I miss you everytime your name is mentioned, even randomly? Do you not hope that my eyes will still have that dreamy look whenever you smile instead of the cold ...

Always You.

My heart saw you before I eyes did, If I lose one eye or both eyes It will always be you. My heart felt your voice before my ears did, If I lose one ear or both ears It will always be you. My soul chose you And my body is in agreement. I love you with my heart, body and soul. #poetry

You Again. I cried me an ocean So I could swim away from you. With all my strength, I swam in search of a way out. I continue to hit block ends Until a hand reached for me. In my exhaustion, I felt hopeful, help has come. I grapped the hand, And felt it was familiar. It was those same hands, That held me when I was in my darkest. It was those same hands, That congratulated me on my wins. It is the same hand, That is pulling me out of my misery. It's you again! ✍️ Chalya Gol...

Can These Dry Bones Live? Can these dry bones live again? Lord, you alone know. Can these decayed morals heal? Lord, you alone know. Can these hateful hearts love again? Lord, you alone know. Can these hopeless souls find hope again? Lord, you alone know. Will this wait ever end? Lord, you alone know. Is there an end to this dark tunnel? Lord, you alone know. Lord, you alone know. So I trust you. #poetry Written By: Chalya Goli

But God... I am standing, I am standing in a desert, I am standing alone, But God... I am sinking, I am sinking deep in this ocean, I am sinking alone, But God... It keeps getting harder, There is no light, no hope, 'This is just the beginning' But God... But God knows, But God is watching, But God got me. #poetry ✍️ Chalya Goli

He Loves Me. He said I know sometimes you don't feel loved, but I have always loved you. I never stopped. I said, even that time that I let you down? He said, you were never holding me up, How could you let me down? I got you baby. I said, I'm so sorry, I am not making you proud. He said, It doesn't take a trophy to make me proud. It's the little things baby, and I see them. I will never be more loved, Than I am right now. He loves me. #Poetry #JirehIsEnough Written by: Chalya Goli. ...

MEET MINE (Who's your guy?) How I Met Him. Meeting him was a process, a journey. I started meeting parts of him when I was 10yrs old. I met parts of him in the books I read, I met parts of him in all the guys I dated... (Don't ask me how many) I met the full package when I was 23. I've loved him ever since. He was not short, average, tall or physically disabled, He was not slim, macho or fat, He was not dark skinned, brown skinned or light skinned, He was not poor, rich or wealthy. And I love...

Healed. I thought, It was one large wound, Then the pain was bearable. On a closer look, It wasn't just one large wound, It was several tiny stabs to the heart, And one big hit that crushed it. Now the pain is unbearable. How can I put back These broken pieces together? It will take me years, maybe a lifetime. So I sat there, In the pool of my own blood, With eyes red and swollen, I began to rebuild. Confused at first, Where exactly do I start? The broken pieces of trust, Or the pa...

Save the Best for Last. "It will get better" "I have to meet wrong people before I meet the right one" "I have to kiss frogs before I meet my prince charming" "I will meet someone better than the last one" "I have to get it wrong before I get it right, that way, I will learn to appreciate it when I finally get it." You sure??? The best Doesn't mean it's perfect. It doesn't mean no hurts. It doesn't mean no failures . It means you have something worth enduring the stress for. So! Hanty/Huncle...

If Only I Knew Then. If only I knew then what I know now. That good things happen to bad people and bad things happen to good people That loud doesn't mean strong and quiet doesn't mean weak. That 'I love you' doesn't translate to 'I will stay'. That 'I miss you' doesn't translate to 'I want you back'. That it only has to make sense to me, not everyone. That vulnerability is not weakness, it's my most accurate measure of courage. That I would choose peace over riches That money isn't one of m...

Separated; not by Death. After a short journey together, And a planned lifetime, They had to separate. Their fingers intertwined for one last time, They cried. They cried for the life they had. They cried for the life they had planned. They cried for promises they can no longer fulfill. They cried together, Then apart. They mourned, depressed and suicidal, They struggled, learning how to live without each other. Slowly but surely, seconds passed, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months and yea...

STRONG WOMAN. Strong woman they called her But I saw her weak I saw her weak Many many times. Sometimes I thought she'd never be strong again. But no! She always find a way to Regain her strength. To rise again. Not the same Never the same. Each time A little more determined A little less vulnerable. Strong woman they said But It was in her weakness That she found Her power. #Poetry #WomanEvolved Written by: Chalya Goli

On My Way Home. I am going home, To the land of my fore fathers, To rest in the bossom of my kinsmen, To be fed with the dish of my ancestors. I am going home, To my mother's farm where this treasure is hidden, amwam seeds, To the river where my mother and her mother before her peeled and washed the amwam. I am going home, To my mother's kitchen, To cook amwam like my ancestors did, Let its aroma visit the the neighbors' houses, An invitation for a feast. "You haven't really cooked amwam u...

The Old Woman Within. Y'all be talking about "the inner child in me" There is an inner old woman in me, Who is a noticer, a thinker and an observer, Who enjoys minding her business, Who is impressed by character, gratitude, love,generosity and selflessness, Who is attracted to intelligence, Who appreciates straight forward people who are clear about their intentions, Who is focused on the quality of friends not the quantity of friends, Who doesn't feel she is better than anyone but knows she h...

DRENCHED Drenched from the past, From which I emerged. Born again, Born from the storms, That threatened to drown me. Burned by fire, Drowned in the sea, I emerged strong. The water, My prove of survival. My scars, The prove of the wars I won. Behold, The new me. #poetry Written by: Chalya Goli

Every year, We see more reasons not to celebrate. Each year worse than the first. But we won't let go of hope, As long as we are alive. We will keep praying: The labour of our heroes past shall not be in vain! MAY NIGERIA SUCCEED. #poetry

IN love. I love how we say 'IN love', Like love is place we live in. Like it is a world created for just two people, Everything and everyone else exist outside this world. It will explain a lot, Why you look but see just one person, Why everyone is talking but you hear just one person, Why everyone around you is laughing but it's the smile of one person that makes your insides warm, Why it feels like you are connected with this stranger in ways you can't explain, you feel their pain like it...

From Me to You. I have a message for you, but, My tongue is too heavy. My voice inaudible. My face too tired. I have a message for you, but, Words have desserted me, Actions have become numb. I have a message for you, In a voice that use no words, listen. Listen to my eyes. See the sparkle, feel the smiles. You ignite them. I have a message for you, In a voice that use no words, listen. Listen to my heart. Listen to it's fast rythymic beat. It is for you. I have a message for you, In a voi...

My Type's Type. "Hey, I can't believe this! You are definitely the one I've been looking for all this while! I have a type, and mehn! you fit in perfectly. You are my type of person, ahswear! Can we meet?" Excuse me sir, wait first. Are you my type? Are you the person I have been looking for? Oh Yes! I do in fact have a type too. My type is: Humble, intelligent, Supportive, hard working, Brutally honest, open minded. Kind, caring and compassionate, Has a rich sense of humor, Makes mist...

The Crown Everyday we wake up, And we start running. We pray everyday, But our hearts pray evil against others. We go to church every Sunday, But our hearts are full of envy! We sing and dance in church, But our hearts rejoices at the downfall of others. We have the manual for this race, But we have deviated from the real instructions. We are all running a race. No doubt! Are you running to? Or you are running from? The crown. #poetry #nirclepoetrycommunity Written by: Chalya Go...

I Need a Miracle. I'm not fine. I can't heal what's broken, I can't move the mountains closing in on me, I can't make it to the other side of the ocean, I can't control the morning rain or the hurricane raging in me, I can't loosen the tight grip of the fear and anxiety eating away my soul, I can't keep down the unspoken invisible pain. Too much noise in my head, It is so crowded up there, It's dark and stuffy in there, The air is bad and lonely. All I need is an escape, All I need is a chang...

That's Somebody's Baby We notice him everyday, The same spot, by the roadside. Who is he? To some, he is a thug Waiting to be bought with 1k To wreck havoc. To others, he is just a senseless drug addict Who will do anything to get N50 top up. To some, he is just a thief waiting to steal from you because of his insatiable need for drugs To another group, he is just a useless beggar who cannot take care of himself. I look at him and I see a boy A three year old boy Telling his mom he...

I AM AN ADDICT, YOU TOO. We are all addicts, Struggling with our drugs of choice. Some are addicted to a drug Some are addicted to food Some are addicted to their partners Some are addicted to love Some are addicted to electronic gadgets Some are addicted to alcohol Some are addicted to sex/pornography Some are addicted to success Some are addicted to gambling Some are addicted to work Some are addicted to shopping Some are addicted to social medias Some are addicted to football Some ar...

Almost Thirty. Almost thirty, Yet 25 still waits to be fulfilled. Each year, A reminder of what is owed. An increase to unfulfilled dreams. The uncertainty of dreams coming true. #poem #poetry #nirclepoetry #nirclepoetrycommunity. Written by: Chalya Goli

I Wrote You A Note. I wrote you a note, But I didn't send it. It is a short note, A summary of everything I feel. I love you, I want you, I care about you, I need to hear your voice. I MISS YOU. #poem #poetry #nirclepoetry #nirclepoetrycommunity Written by, Chalya Goli

Let It Flow Let August be August, Let it rain, let it pour. Let December be December, Let harmattan come, Let the feet's go white, Let the lips crack. Let March be March, Let the heat come, Let the wind blow hot. Let you be you, Let the crazy out, Let the weirdo out, Let the calmness out. Let the tears roll, Let the laughter ring There is time for everything, A season for every activity, A reason for every emotion, A context for every personality trait. Do not try to stop or control it. ...

Don't Make Me Pay. Don't make me pay She whispered, Don't make you pay for what? He asked. Don't make me pay For what others did to you, For what others are doing to their spouses, For all their mistakes. Let me make my mistakes, Let me earn my punishment, Just don't make me pay, For what I didn't do. #Nirclepoetry Written by: Chalya Goli.

I Will Leave You. One day, I will leave you. You will shout my name on the roof tops, The echo heard in all the lands, And I will still leave you. You will remind me of promises I made, You will remind me of the good memories we shared, And I will still leave you. You will try to blackmail me emotionally, You tell me of the hurt and pain you will go through if I leave, And I will still leave you. You will promise me the impossible, But I will still leave you. You will tell me how much yo...