Bonjoru Rejoice
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The Final Verdict
Last night, while I slept, I lay in my bed, wrapped in the coziness of my room, and drifted off to a world so complicated. A clock fixed on 00:00 o'clock gazed upon a crowd of a zillion people, all standing in an unending queue. Each face was consumed by their own endeavors, every man to himself and his works. I looked ahead and beheld a Man, whose face shone brighter than the sun, seated on a great white throne. As individuals stepped forward, He would search a book, shake His head sadly, an...
Happy Birthday Angel; On The Flip side.
My dearest friend, on your birthday, I remember the reminders, and the laughter. You've been an extraordinary person, a rare kind of friend, Caring for others with a heart that's truly rare. Flashbacks of our childhood dance in my mind, Memories of joy, of adventures that we've shared. I wish you peace, happiness, and comfort now, And pray that your spirit continues to soar somehow. It's crazy how time can change everything; last year we celebrated, Today, I honor your memory, your legacy ...
Brother, Sister, Friend.
When the journey gets tough, And the road becomes bumpy and rough, When the sky becomes too high to reach, And the ground becomes too unstable to stand on, When the tears become too much to be held in, And the voices within fight so violently to be let loose, Let me be the brother to lean on, And the sister you remember first when you need help of any kind. Let me be your safe space, And your therapy. #poetry #hellonircle
'WORDS AND POWER' A SYNONYM
Words wield strength, And are like a hurricane force, shaping seas They build and break, inspire and wound. Every word is powerful. With language, we craft our fate, To bless and to curse, Persuade, convince, or hesitate Words bridge gaps, forge bonds so strong Or sow discord, where love once belonged. Words can inform Words can destroy Choose words wisely, for they hold sway Over hearts, minds, a brand new day, And One's destiny. #poetry
Mama's Promise
Hi baby, Within me, you grow and thrive, A tiny miracle, a wonder unfolding. Your heartbeat echoes in rhythm with mine, awakening a love, I never thought I could give. I can't promise you a world anew, Void of impossibilities and wickedness, But I can promise you that I'll be there To fight whatever gets in your way. To hold you tight in my arms, your safe space. In this space we've shared so far, I've felt your kicks, my best moments. My love for you, pure and strong, Will guide you all li...
The love language of music
Music is like a tender lover, It excites, calms, cheers, keeps company. Every word, rhythm, symphony, melody, note Is like a love message, a story told in a more appealing way A story of passion's fire, Or love grown cold, Or the little secrets that weigh too heavy to be told. Music does not marginalize, Because it is a universal tongue That love can hold – A gentle breeze that soothes the soul, A secret language that only hearts can buy, A lover's gossip, that one can never grow weary ...
God's Faithful in All Seasons
Once upon a time In darkest corners, I felt trapped and worn Hopelessness crept in, like a thief at dawn Time was running out, prayers seemed unheard Doubts whispered loud, "You're on your own, unguarded" But then, in sudden splendor, breakthrough came God's timing perfect, like a sunrise flame Either answer granted, or wisdom imparted why prayer was declined, A new perspective dawned, heart and soul restarted. We also find ourselves in weathered storms sometimes, like two years ago, we proba...
Death's Silent Heist
In midnight's hush, where shadows play A thief stalks, with stealthy sway No warning knocks, no whispered clue Just sudden darkness, and nothing true He snatches life, with icy hand Leaving loved ones, in a desolate land Memories linger, like autumn's leaves Faded whispers, of what life once retrieves In stolen moments, we recall The laughter, tears, the life that fell But death's dark form, it holds so tight A fleeting life, in endless night #poetry
SHADOWS
Shadows lurk in the dark and wait for the one bored. "Revisit, revisit," they echo in the idleness of the mind. "Just a little," they say; "just one more round," they promise. But "one more round" is what they keep saying anytime they call. They come with mouths so sweet, Words pleasant to sway the shaky resolve. "Do not punish yourself," they advise; "Just this last time," they convince, "a puff won't hurt." Addiction is like a shadow in the dark— It is not always glaring unless with the...
PRAYER IS POWER.
prayer seeps into my soul like gentle rain calming the storm quieting the noise it doesn't matter how violently or calmly long or brief prayer is power mountains shift truths buried deep rise to the surface wonders unfold prayer saves protects guides provides sustains breaks chains heals wounds calms wars restores hope in prayer's depths I find solace peace strength prayer is power #poetry
Rain Rain.
Who else loves the rain? The scent of petrichor wafts through the air, As the first raindrops kiss the parched earth, Dancing on the muddy sand, dried by the golden sun. In my place, rain is a symbol of rebirth, Of renewal, washing away the scars of the past. They say: "Rain speaks life," Reviving withered crops, quenching the thirsty land. It cleanses the dirt and blood that had soiled the ground, Bringing hope on its gentle breeze. The first fall of rain signifies That the hungry will soon f...
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
I once walked the streets of solemnity, Wondering why people preferred busy buzzes. I thought those who talked loudly, Even to someone right beside them, Wanted others to hear their every saying. I found those who liked to go out, Impossible to understand. I saw people who dressed up, Even to run a simple errand, As attention-seekers. They weren't my favorites. But people who kept to themselves, Talked quietly, Walked carefully, Listened more than they spoke, And wore clothes with moderation...
IDENTITY CRISIS
When I see people change over time, Because of various factors— New responsibilities, New identities, New environments What it ignites in me is a sense of fear. Most times, they lose their originality Because of inherent hybridity. It is usually not a sight to excite. It makes me question if I'll ever have to give up myself For a new self, To wear the garment of a new person, Totally different, With new and different duties, A different identity, A new and different me An alien. #poetry
MADE OF GLASS
You're a soul made from delicate glass, Your body from sophisticated glass, Your mind from rare glass, and Your heart from soft glass. You were crafted with care, gently, softly, slowly, and made to perfection, An originality that cannot be cloned. Take care of yourself, because once you're broken, a duplicate cannot be manufactured. You'll lose your original flavor and be left with crumbs of who you were, and who you were made to be. Take care of yourself first, Take care of yourself always, Ta...
when the blindfold is cast down
The screens portrayed, a tale so bold, The rich as villains, with hearts of cold. Mean, proud, and oppressive, they'd have us believe, But is this narrative, a truth? In reality, it's often the ones in need, Who strive for power, and plant seeds of greed. They oppress their own, in a desperate quest, For superiority and a fleeting sense of authority. The poor, in their struggle, can become so cold, Their hearts hardened, their souls grown mean. They trample others, to rise above the pain, th...
Me and mine
A state of my feelings A state I cannot seem to comprehend A state I fear I might never comprehend And that's the issue: no one comprehends that about me. They see me, but they don't see me They hear me, but they don't hear me On the outside, I look like I have a great life, But my mind's constantly in chaos, And my thoughts are in turmoil. Sometimes I try to be open, I try to be honest, I try to be true to myself and others, But there's the fear of vulnerability, Of rejection, Of hurt, Of bet...
Set yourself free
You are a book with unwritten pages, A story waiting to be told. Don't let the ink of others define you, Write your own story, bold. Break free from the chains that bind, Shake off the weight of what's left behind. You are a bird with wings untamed, Fly high, and never be ashamed. Your voice is a melody, unique and true, Don't let the echoes of others drown you. Sing your own song, loud and clear, And let the world hear your voice, dear. You are a flame that flickers bright, Don't let the w...
Just Smile, Life Won't Wait For You to Stop Being Weak.
Life's a train that's always moving fast, It won't wait for you to get your footing back at last. It's a river that's constantly flowing free, And it won't pause for you to catch your breath, you'll see. Just smile, life's not going to wait for you, To stop being weak, to stop feeling blue. It's a journey that's full of twists and turns, And it won't slow down for your doubts and concerns. So take a step, and then take another too, And keep on moving forward, that's what you do. Don't let you...
When Doubt Knocks, Open The Window of Faith
When doubt knocks on your door, with whispers cold, And fear creeps in, Don't let it in, don't give it space, Instead, open wide the window of faith. Let trust and hope, like sunshine bright, Pour in and fill, the dark of night, Let the warmth of conviction, like a flame, Burn away the doubts, and ease the pain. For faith is the key, that unlocks the door, To a world of possibilities, and so much more, It's the anchor that holds, in the stormy sea, And the compass that guides, to destiny. ...
It's a Good Day, Today!
It's a good day, today, The sun is shining, in a bright new way. The world is waking, with possibilities wide, A fresh beginning, where love will reside. It's a good day, today, To leave the past behind, and start anew on the way. To chase our dreams, and make them real, To spread love and kindness, and let our hearts feel. It's a good day, today, To take a deep breath, and let our spirits sway. To let go of worries, and trust in what's to come, To know that every moment, is a gift to some. ...
The space between hope between surrender "it is what it is"
A blow to my brother's hopes, a dream delayed A blessing we'd awaited, slipped right by our side We felt the weight, the sting of defeat And wondered why, our hopes to greet "Every disappointment is a blessing in disguise" they say, Perhaps? But then a thought settled, deep in my soul What if this was God's plan? What if this anticipation was not part of his purpose for my brother? Perhaps a greater purpose, lay hidden from sight A reason for the wait, a better path to take flight A voice...
A Palm on the Left Chin, A Sleepy Mind.
A palm on the left chin, a sleepy mind My thoughts are hazy, my focus left behind I struggle to stay awake, my eyelids entwined The world outside is moving fast But I'm stuck in slow motion, aching to last A palm on the left chin, a sleepy mind My brain is foggy, my body left behind The coffee's brewing, a savory treat But even its aroma can't my sleepiness beat A palm on the left chin, a sleepy mind I'm trapped in a daze, my thoughts left to unwind The day is young, but I'm feeling old My ...
A New Perspective
As I walk the streets of my estate, A familiar path I've trodden so great, I see it anew, with fresh eyes today, And discover beauty that had gone astray. The trees, gigantic and grown, now stand Like sentinels, guarding this verdant land. Their leaves rustle, a gentle, soothing sound That whispers secrets, as the breeze swirls around finally I hear all they've been saying to me. Their music, unrhymed, yet pleasant to hear Echoes through my soul, and calms my fear. The birds, too, join in, t...
BEYOND THE VEIL OF SPIRITUAL PRIDE
What is spirituality? The ability to pray, to cast out demons, to command the cause of nature? What is spirituality? To sing in place of worship, and make tears gush out of people's eyes like a spring of water or waterfall? What is spirituality? Knowing every chapter and every verse, everything that every biblical figure had said? To dress covered up, with your dress dripping on the floor, like a part of nature, or tying up your hair, in a way you can't almost see? And feel better than those...
A world of our own
We inhabit a world of wonder and might, Where oceans roar and mountains take flight. Where everything is colourful, Even if it's black and white. Where our surrounding is a reflection of home. But this beauty, is threatened. A tale of neglect, and our ignorance. Our hands, that was once gentle, now ravage and mars the earth, Pollution and greed now bars rebirth. The ice that once shone, now melts away, Leaving scars that will forever stay. A hopeless situation, now may. Rising tides, fierc...
In good company
If I said, I'd write about love , Then I'd be lying about everything I'd say In the poem Because I am no lover girl Neither have I fell selflessly in love with someone, ever. Therefore, I shall write about solitude An area I'm well versed, of which I can compose a multitude . Oftentimes, solitude is considered an act of reservation from fraternization. An act of not liking people or making meaningful connections Why can't you just let people in? They'd say... A detachment from the world sur...
FEAR; A RACCOON OF THE MIND.
Fear; A virus that spreads like a wildfire, if nursed. Eats up your skin, and leaves you, naked, vulnerable. Fear; An enemy of success. The father of procrastination. And the ultimate birther of failure and idleness. Fear; A disease, so critical. That if not treated. Can take you to an early grave, or grant you an idle, meaningless life. Fear; An unnecessary thought that creeps its way to the satellite of one's mind. And plants the seed of doubt, cowardice. Fear; Too scared of dying. Yet,...
The girl in the mirror
There was a girl, that lived in a mirror. She would watch me closely as I got ready, Her gaze following my every move. She didn't say much, but her eyes spoke volumes. She mirrored my every action, every emotion. She'd look at me critically when I was self-doubting, And admiringly whenever I felt confident. Never had I seen someone so attentive. She was young, probably around my age. I wondered why she always knew my every stage. She had impeccable timing, Appearing And our gazes meeting whe...
LUNAR SERENITY
The moon, a glowing orb of white, A mother to the night, a gentle light. She supplies us with her silvery beams, Warming our hearts, and calming our dreams. With every phase, she brings a change, From warmth to cold, a soothing range. I always stare from the window of my room, Where the view's breathtaking, a heavenly bloom. The moon's soft light illuminates the night, Filling my heart with hope, and pure delight. In her gentle glow, I find my peace, A sense of calm, the world's wild release. ...
SOUP AND SEMO SAGA
Husband says, "I'd have vegetable soup and semo." Wife says, "Where's the money for such delicacy?" Quietly, the husband strolls out, Leaving nothing behind to make the dish possible. At night, he returns, Expecting to be served vegetable soup and semo. But when he opens the plate, The strongest stench of bitter leaf hits his nose, And the strongest starch of eba obstructs his cutting. "Wetin happen to vegetable and semo?" he asks, flaringly. "Better soup na money kill am," the wife says grin...
AN IMAGINARY FRIEND'S POV
In the realm of the mind, A being resides, A big void world, where everything is possible And dreams roam free, Where friendships blossom, wild and carefree This being's heart beats with imagination's fire As it creates stories of adventure, love, and desire With every thought, a new world takes shape Where the boundaries of existence are but a distant fade. A friend appears, a true companion Bringing tales of wonder, and stories anew Together they roam, in this realm of the mind Their bon...
ORDINARY MIRACLES
It's funny how we tend to overlook simple, common blessings. The ability to use our legs, to stand, to walk, to run, and to kick; the ability to see, to hear, and to express ourselves through words, facial expressions, and body language. To see another morning or another night, the blessings of family and friends, a roof over our heads, being able to afford daily necessities, or the ability to simply breathe and be among the living. Being healthy and mobile, being able to sleep, or to eat, and...
I HAD A WEIRD DREAM
I had a weird dream. That I was a tiny fetus in my mother's womb, which served as my home. I ate what she ate, drank what she drank. Some I liked, others I disdained, specially the diluted white substances that came rumbling whenever I laid on the ridge where her heart fixed. It was warm, but quite compressed. I couldn't stretch comfortably, and sometimes, I'd kick to make more space for my tiny legs. I could hear, and I specially loved to listen to the lullaby, the sweet voice of the woman who...
A PRISON OF THE MIND
Once I, bound by shackles of self-doubt, Lies in my head, a relentless rout. "You can never be enough, or important," they'd say, A constant whisper, night and day. Guilt, a visitor, uninvited and cold, Flashbacks of wrongs, a story often told. Foolish, wicked, careless, the labels would stick, My mistakes, a rush of adrenaline, a never-ending trick. Fears, a chorus, "You cannot do this, do not try, You'll fail, you'll die, no one has succeeded, why should you?" Disbelief, a shroud, "Nothing g...
The Transience of Love 'For my childhood best friend, who slipped away, into the cold hands of death when I grew too busy'.
Beautiful souls, they say, never last long. Cherish the people that make you feel seen, secured, People that listen to you and love you, People who go out of their ways to pave a way for you. Because while we're busy pursuing unnecessary connections, We tend to forget how lucky we are To have angels watching out for us in mortal worlds. And just like time is fleeting, They're fleeting too. One day, you'll wake up and realize they're not there, And they've been gone a long while, Because you ...
When It's Gone
There's nothing as painful as trying to hold on to something that has been lost forever. The hope, the faith, the expectation – nothing hurts more. Pulling back a slacking string, hoping to hold a grip, but only ending up stretching it further, maybe even hurting your hands. Trying to hold a relationship that has withered, hoping to rekindle a fire that's dying away, but only ending up wasting more precious time. Trying to water a plant that has died, hoping to provide it with enough hydrat...
MISSING THE OBVIOUS.
Puppies confined, because their mother lays weak, and their suckling unkind. Their cries, a heart-wrenching shriek; scratching, biting, desperate to be free. Their pleas broke my heart, and freedom's door was opened; could they see? We, too, are trapped, in struggles and fears, crying out for help, through all our tears. But God's answer may come in unexpected ways, and we, like puppies, may miss freedom's gaze. We strain and strive, but God's already provided a way out, a rescue, if we'd on...
THE HERO I KNOW
Many times, We are told tales of superheroes, That wore capes, Had smoothed hairs, and big muscles. We are told of how they saved the world, Kept an orderly world, And beat the bad guys. How they tried to hide their identities, And lived normal lives. Perhaps this is true! I suspect someone! Someone who might be a superhero, pretending to be no hero. He wears simple clothing, And loves to sing off key, He does not have a lot of hair left to be smoothed either. This superhero hero does not ...
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