Living Bygone
I maimed your emotions,
Induced tears in your mind,
Your senses nearly gave you up,
Because of my witless act.
You began to surmount it,
My mistake set out to drown me,
I cowardly permitted its paint flow over me,
Because I was guilty of it all.
Weeks passed by,
Months grew into years,
But the confidence I never could stir,
Because my conscience I feared.
Every blessed day that wears out,
Every night that melts away,
Your shadow passes through my mind,
Because to you my heart is tied.
I wish I corrected my mistakes earlier,
Maybe you would have repainted my world,
Procrastination killed it all,
Because I freely let you away.
Now it feels you are gone with the wind,
You have vacated the spot,
You have chosen to condense elsewhere,
Because life does not revolve just around me.
My mistakes I have realized,
I have made restitution,
But my heart still weeps,
Because you are done waiting.
I never really beat away,
Though my action presumed it,
It feels so lonely here,
Because you are long gone my reach.
I would take this as a comeuppance,
I would let my feet taste the cold you felt,
Never would I leave this delicate place,
Because the spot waits to have us back.
Happy New Month
Natural Love
Like a flood,
You swept into my life,
Driving out sorrow.
Like fire,
You incinerated in my mind,
Rekindling the dead trust of love.
Like the rain,
You dropped in my desiccated heart,
Succoring happiness to grow again.
Like the wind,
You blew my problems away,
Giving new reasons to cling to life.
Like a river,
You occupied my arid mind,
Proffering frequent beams to my blackened face.
Like the morning,
You brought me a cup full of hope ,
Administering tranquility to my agitations.
Like appealing roses on the field,
You beckoned on me,
Helping to realize, even the searing sun does good.
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Ironies of Sunday
A day meant for rest,
Unveils the busy days of the week.
Holy at light,
Wild at dusk.
The beginning of a new week,
Ignorantly referred to as weekend.
Unites occasionally with the cloud to hold back the sun,
Even though it is called SUN-DAY.
Div🔪ded L💔ve
My brain craves for you,
But my heart belongs to you,
Not you, but you.
This battle has been on now for years,
I have no idea of how to end this.
I’m so confused, that I don’t even understand,
All what this has brought me is confusion.
I wish I could get these two to love you,
You, either of you,
But that wouldn’t happen,
Since they are disjointed by love.
I’m left to myself to bear the pain of their decisions –my weakness,
The decisions I have no control over,
A split across my mind.
This might be the end of it all,
He who chases two rats at a time loses both.
I hope these two get satisfied with that,
I wish that one day,
When my brain chooses again,
That its choice coincides with the one my heart desires.
Be Wise
Misinterpreted Counsel
One evening, while playing chess, my papa said to me:
“Tom, be SERIOUS;
Tom, be RESPONSIBLE ;
Tom, be a MAN;
Tom, you mates are GETTING AHEAD OF YOU.”
I was really touched,
And his words got me determined,
But I misunderstood his counsel.
I searched for an easy way to be all he wanted me to be,
I finally got an idea,
And I executed it asap.
I found this pretty lady,
I asked her out just to fulfill it all.
She liked me too,
She would do anything for me.
She said yes.
We were in a SERIOUS relationship,
I was later RESPONSIBLE for her pregnancy,
I was happy to BE A MAN,
I was finally AHEAD OF SOME OF MY MATES .
I felt fulfilled.
I was happy with my achievements.
It looked very simple to me.
I went to Papa and relayed it all to him.
I was very surprised,
When he slapped me in the face.
I could not but wonder why I was slapped.
I was made to leave his house,
And everybody told me I was an idiot.
I later realized I misunderstood papa’s counsel.
I agreed with them all I was an idiot.
The baby is coming soon,
The mother has been chased out,
I had told her my papa would be happy,
So we decided to keep it,
Not knowing I would be thrown out too.
Here we are in the cold night,
Looking for where to rest our heads,
Hoping our people will forgive us,
Praying the kid survives.
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“What You Said When We Kissed” by IDOWU DAVID
(Eyes closed)So I remember,The beginning of it all.When we sat long that night.You moved close to me and kissed me good night,With the cheer smile, bright,When our lips met, my heart melt.Libby, chilly, ran through my spines,Love, that all I hear,Your tongue in my teeth,Trust I heard.I wouldn’t bite you even if am not concentrating.Am Committed, I heard it wide, and clear,You are into me as I am into you.And the smile,Yeah she looked away; and smiled, I saw the dimple-blush from the middle of the fingers covering your face.I read those words, love all over the place;every pixel of your face.You didn’t open your mouth but you spoke loud and clear,My eyes were closed,My inner eyes and my inner ears were active.I heard and saw it all.The silence,Smile,Shy.I knew just the response to everything you said within.My response to them all is “I love you too.”
MESSIAH
His BIRTH,
Our JOY.
His DEATH,
Our Hope.
His RESURRECTION,
Our VICTORY.
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