oladapo-olaitan - Hello Poetry

Shout out to the friend who makes your life better Who helps you out when you are in need and makes you happier Shout out to the friend who may now be just an acquaintance The period of friendship was brief but filled with brilliance Shout out to the seasonal friend who calls you only when they need you At least they remembered that they can always count on you Shout out to the friend who gives good advice Who helped you avoid mistakes and shun your vices Shout out to the friend who was your competition Made you realize your potential had no limitation Shout out to that painfully honest friend, Who never sugarcoats things and numerous times offend Shout out to the friend who is the life of the party Count on them to know when, where and the minute THE event is happening Shout out to that funny friend who goes the extra mile Who, after a tough day, still manages to make you smile Shout out to the friend who is a great listener Who listens to you vent, rant and complain like a big whiner Shout out to the perennial friend who’s been around for an eternity Who reminds you about events of YOUR life that you had forgotten Shout out to the athletic friend, the talented friend, the smart friend The witty friend, the friend who always wears the nicest clothes, The quiet friend, the sarcastic friend, the religious friend, the long-distance friend Shout out to all of them because they are part of who you are today

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Mar 10, 2015

Mar 10, 2015 at 5:02 AM UTC

oladapo-olaitan

Friendship Celebration

Shout out to the friend who makes your life better Who helps you out when you are in need and makes you happier Shout out to the friend who may now be just an acquaintance The period of friendship was brief but filled with brilliance Shout out to the seasonal friend who calls you only when they need you At least they remembered that they can always count on you Shout out to the friend who gives good advice Who helped you avoid mistakes and shun your vices Shout out to the friend who was your competition Made you realize your potential had no limitation Shout out to that painfully honest friend, Who never sugarcoats things and numerous times offend Shout out to the friend who is the life of the party Count on them to know when, where and the minute THE event is happening Shout out to that funny friend who goes the extra mile Who, after a tough day, still manages to make you smile Shout out to the friend who is a great listener Who listens to you vent, rant and complain like a big whiner Shout out to the perennial friend who’s been around for an eternity Who reminds you about events of YOUR life that you had forgotten Shout out to the athletic friend, the talented friend, the smart friend The witty friend, the friend who always wears the nicest clothes, The quiet friend, the sarcastic friend, the religious friend, the long-distance friend Shout out to all of them because they are part of who you are today

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I wake up, its morning, the window pails are covered with frost, I look up, it’s Monday, I ask myself why I feel so lost, I settle on the fact that it’s my passion to always come first I sigh, shake my head and ask what success costs It wasn’t easy; diligence, hardwork and discipline: is all these a must? I wake up, its Tuesday, had the same question I had yesterday, Must I always have a singleness of purpose, a goal every day? Yes, came the reply, yes and please my son don’t you go astray Patience is a virtue, needed amidst a world of delay 11 pm, on my bed I lay, with a tiny bit of dismay I wake up; it’s the 3rd day of the week I’m still searching, although I know not what I seek All I know is life should be more than a clock going tick tock tick ‘What I wanted’ was an obsessive mission making me sick Many answers to my question, why couldn’t I pick? Thursday it is, vibrant I am, this day will be the best I feel I have enough strength to withstand any test I walk head high, everywhere; chin up, with a protruded chest At the end of the day, I’m back on my bed, my safe haven, my bird’s nest All the while, while I drift off to sleep, I ask ‘was all my enthusiasm just fake zest?” It’s Friday, the end of a tough week, opening of the weekend I’m happy, it’s a chance to relax, time to straighten out the bends Your laughter, your smile, your everything, I think it’s all pretence I’m a pessimist some say. Sorry that wasn’t my intent Friday rolls away, still not a day well spent! 9am. Its Saturday, wow, 5 days gone with the wind Today will be special, yes I am quite determined Hour goes after hour, and yet again I have sinned The sin of expecting too much; this life what does it even mean? I sleep when all mankind goes to sleep, just like my next of kin. Sunday, the day God rested from all HIS toil A day of blessing surely, free of all turmoil I go about my business, my work on this Earth soil It’s an ok day I conclude, life is like an aluminum foil Use it in the right way, or be sure your food will spoil So in retrospect, I sigh and I look back 7 days of the weeks, all gone, all looks dark Everyone rushing to ‘God-knows-where’, just following the pack No one question the destination of the race, wow, all have missed the mark So today on a great journey I embark I called today the 8th day, I’m getting rid of all this slack I look to God, I ask him to please get me back on track Tired of all this wandering, my fear of attack I’ll take on each day, with renewed vigor, like how I feel after eating a good snack Away with all the questions, I thank God I’m back.

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Mar 10, 2015

Mar 10, 2015 at 4:58 AM UTC

oladapo-olaitan

Lost in the days

I wake up, its morning, the window pails are covered with frost, I look up, it’s Monday, I ask myself why I feel so lost, I settle on the fact that it’s my passion to always come first I sigh, shake my head and ask what success costs It wasn’t easy; diligence, hardwork and discipline: is all these a must? I wake up, its Tuesday, had the same question I had yesterday, Must I always have a singleness of purpose, a goal every day? Yes, came the reply, yes and please my son don’t you go astray Patience is a virtue, needed amidst a world of delay 11 pm, on my bed I lay, with a tiny bit of dismay I wake up; it’s the 3rd day of the week I’m still searching, although I know not what I seek All I know is life should be more than a clock going tick tock tick ‘What I wanted’ was an obsessive mission making me sick Many answers to my question, why couldn’t I pick? Thursday it is, vibrant I am, this day will be the best I feel I have enough strength to withstand any test I walk head high, everywhere; chin up, with a protruded chest At the end of the day, I’m back on my bed, my safe haven, my bird’s nest All the while, while I drift off to sleep, I ask ‘was all my enthusiasm just fake zest?” It’s Friday, the end of a tough week, opening of the weekend I’m happy, it’s a chance to relax, time to straighten out the bends Your laughter, your smile, your everything, I think it’s all pretence I’m a pessimist some say. Sorry that wasn’t my intent Friday rolls away, still not a day well spent! 9am. Its Saturday, wow, 5 days gone with the wind Today will be special, yes I am quite determined Hour goes after hour, and yet again I have sinned The sin of expecting too much; this life what does it even mean? I sleep when all mankind goes to sleep, just like my next of kin. Sunday, the day God rested from all HIS toil A day of blessing surely, free of all turmoil I go about my business, my work on this Earth soil It’s an ok day I conclude, life is like an aluminum foil Use it in the right way, or be sure your food will spoil So in retrospect, I sigh and I look back 7 days of the weeks, all gone, all looks dark Everyone rushing to ‘God-knows-where’, just following the pack No one question the destination of the race, wow, all have missed the mark So today on a great journey I embark I called today the 8th day, I’m getting rid of all this slack I look to God, I ask him to please get me back on track Tired of all this wandering, my fear of attack I’ll take on each day, with renewed vigor, like how I feel after eating a good snack Away with all the questions, I thank God I’m back.

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I've always wondered what was Life's purpose Certainly it should mean more than to be born, die and decompose Is it left to me to determine how my life goes? Set up daily, weekly, monthly, yearly objectives and goals? To navigate expertly the course of life to avoid the lows and the foes? Should I subscribe to the idea of faith/fate like most? Or is it more a case of 'you reaping what you sow?' Everyone is unique so each path must be different I suppose But is it fair for one person to have enough to brag and boast? While someone else toils hard and can't even afford bread toast? What if I had been born in Barbados? Would I be surfing everyday enough to be a pro? Allhamdulillah instead of Hallelujah, if I were born in Pakistan I suppose What is Life's Purpose? I can speculate, but truly only God knows.

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Mar 10, 2015

Mar 10, 2015 at 4:54 AM UTC

oladapo-olaitan

Life's Purpose

I've always wondered what was Life's purpose Certainly it should mean more than to be born, die and decompose Is it left to me to determine how my life goes? Set up daily, weekly, monthly, yearly objectives and goals? To navigate expertly the course of life to avoid the lows and the foes? Should I subscribe to the idea of faith/fate like most? Or is it more a case of 'you reaping what you sow?' Everyone is unique so each path must be different I suppose But is it fair for one person to have enough to brag and boast? While someone else toils hard and can't even afford bread toast? What if I had been born in Barbados? Would I be surfing everyday enough to be a pro? Allhamdulillah instead of Hallelujah, if I were born in Pakistan I suppose What is Life's Purpose? I can speculate, but truly only God knows.

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