There is in
the Heavenly realm
a place for you.
Come share with
me this mystery.
Endeavour to attune
yourself
everyday to
this mansion of the soul.
Let your soul
be bathed with
the beautiful,
Harmonious
rhythmic orchestrated
symphonic music
from this sphere.
It's  rhythm is
loveable and intimate.
In Joy and sorrow you will
find it forever uplifting.
For once you
heard the mysterious
songs of the stars,
you are no longer
a prisoner of the earth.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved

Deep within the
depths of our hearts
we are all not strangers
to each other.
Only in this bizarre world
we found out we are
strangers to one another,
yet eternally one.
Draw us to the father
spirit divine to realize
our oneness with each other.
Unite us together
for the glory of God.
Bless and increase your
word in us that we can
find succour in our lives.
Enlighten our mind
and renew us to truly and
completely yield to your spirit.
Cause our heart to respond
and fulfill each others need.
Fill up our loneliness
with your love.
Open the eyes of our
understanding to see better
beyond this realm.
Help us through this
stormy waters of life.
Be the guide to a blissful
lifestyle that we seek
in this down world.
Encourage us spirit divine
to be true to you.
Hold us together as a family.
May this love we share be
a true one that cannot be broken.
Let your kingdom come so your
will be done in us.
So shall it be.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Can't you see I'm
so stuck on you.
This heart beats
for you for sure.
Endearing and
captivating,
a happy soul,
with a voice like music.
The sun in her heart
radiates into her face
creating the alluring
beauty with the light
in her eyes giving it
an illusion of magic.
The sun in her subtle
smile will always
illuminate my life.
With her presence,
my life is better.
She touched my life by
the same fire burning
in her heart and now
she has taken over.
I am aflame and aglow
burning up for her.
Change has come
because something
beautiful happened.
Magically she has
transformed my heart into
a budding rose flower with
a beautiful alluring fragrance.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Looking out from my earthly tabernacle,
still perplexed from the depth
of my heart as to how much
we are loved by the almighty
even at our unbelievable folly
amazes me.
Allowed in his presence as
we are is amazing.
Not worthy of recognition,
by reason of sin,
yet he is mindful of man.
Among his creation,
man is the only one so confused that
they have no idea of their constitution
or who they are,
even as it is so glaring,
they still have no idea
but lived as barbebrian,
the cave men of old.
They take pride in killing as if they
were competing amongst themselves.
Nations against nations of which some have been wiped out and now no longer exists.
Building strategies to annihilate one another
with weapons of mass destruction,
shooting fellow humans in cold blood,
with such impunity and cold-hearted
without mercy and with cruelty in a
such brutal way as if nothing matters,
yet didn't achieve anything worthy of
such a senseless killing at the end.
They take pride in shading blood
and award themselves accolades
and different ranks with high sounding names.
They claimed of being more advanced yet far from it,
Not knowing that tolerance and temperance, forgiveness and love is advancement.
There is no grammar or language on this planet
or beyond the earth that can convince me that
they are not mentally deranged,
a psychopathic cold methodical machine without a heart,
a soulless one without bowels of mercies.
How can they not know that you are an embodiment of the one who made you.
You are love for the one who mold you is love.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I like the sound of rainfall
as it ***** on the window pane.
I heard the noise of the wind
that follows the rain as it speeds
past me calling me out to dance,
whistling and singing to me as
if it wants to sooth and comfort me.
Taking a walk when the rain falls,
calms and nurtures my soul.
The beauty of heaven
sent down to cleanse us,
to bless mankind,
feeds our garden,
waters our crops.
I like the sound of the rain
falling on the roof tops.
And I heard it as it falls softly
on the leaves outside in my garden.
I can hear the grasshopper scampered
in shock to a place of safety to hide,
I saw the rain waters flowing down and
finding its path into the stream beyond.
I heard it cascading on the beach,
it flows toward the waters carrying
debris collected on its way to the ocean.
I listen to the rhythm of my heart beat,
And as my heart raced on its own
in embrace to the rainfall,
feeling free of all that besets me.
It washed off all my worries,
And the pain and hurts from the past,
they all melted away.
My mind is now stilled by the sound
of the rainfall ministering its melodious
healing songs as it falls on the rooftop.
Yes,I can hear the magical drum
of the rainfall beating out its rhythmic music,
Inviting and calling out to me.
And now I am going out into the rainfall
to answer the dance call.
©® Emeka Mokeme.2017,All rights reserved.

I came from the unknown
And have entered the world
full of complexities,
known and the unknown,
Seen and the unseen,
hidden and fully manifested,
unfathomable and
incomprehensible mysteries.
I have entered
the deepest path of the earth.
I did enter so that I might be
preserved till the end of time.
Sowed like a seed,
That I may sprout again.
Do not look for me here,
For I will not return as you know me,
But different and changed.
As a light waxing
stronger shall my soul be,
In greater duty of
a higher calling than this.
I shall now rest till
the sanctuary be cleansed,
And I will enter.
For the days of
my appointed time is near,
I will wait till my change.
Until then,
I will say,
God speed,
you all who understand.
©® Emeka Mokeme.2017,All rights reserved

Is it not
amazing and
truly beautiful
to you that
I am so
blessed to have
you in my life.
I love the
way you do me,
and the way
you make me feel.
You are a
special gem,
valued and treasured.
Truly cherished.
A love to  
be desired always.
My darling dear.
Can anything be
as sweet and
lovely my dear
than this very
special moment
together with you now.
Let's not mind
if we reach
the shore or not.
This moment
right here and
right now is
truly more than enough.
I appreciate you,
special one.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

This is a
remote place,
so far away
from people,
you can barely
see or hear
anything except
the water drops
from the rooftop
and the birds
chirping on the
trees outside,
the calmness and
solitude of this
place can almost
pierce your ears.
It is a dark
spooky place hidden
within the depths
of a cave
that i discovered
myself and my
hidden strength.
A scary revelation
of my true self
emanated from within.
In the darkest
corner of this
cold isolated lonely
room where monsters
tempts and Angels
dwells to save
and set free the lost
came the best of me.
Out of great
suffering and pain,
quite and far
away from the
prowling eyes of
humans,
strange things happens.
There within me,
the sense of self,
ignited by the
influence of the spirit,
the light shined.
I found a
place of peace,
my happy place.
And the darkness
in me disappeared
like a thief
in the Arabian
desert at night,
it flew away
like a caged bird
seized by an
old Arab princess.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights reserved.

It was a
beautiful sight
outlined up in
the starry sky
this night.
The galaxy is
so full of
the stars as
if there's merriment
tonight with the
new moon at
the corner.
Something uniquely
magnificently and
specially magical
is happening,
unknown to many.
Tonight all the
stars came out
to display and
aligned themselves with
breathtaking beauty.
They are passionately
exquisite to behold.
With beauty so
extraordinary and
shinning so brightly,
adorn with grace
as they glitter.
Perfectness is
wrapped and
wrought in them.
Who knows if
our own lives
are linked to
the extraterrestrial.
Seems like the
stars has a
good hold on
our destiny and
the wheel of life.
The secrets of
life are with
the stars and
encoded within the
depths of time,
singing out their
melody to the world.
And if you
can hear their
songs at night,
definitely know you
are now no
more a prisoner
of the earth.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I entered
the inner room,
sensitively incensed
with olibanum,
lovely decorated.
It turned and
transmogrified into
a hinged cold
stone sculpture.
Not of this world
but from another
different sphere.
Handling a coiled
serpent is safer
and better than
beholding the unknown.
Getting closer,
is like touching
a strong cold
methodical machine
without a heart.
Life can be
harsh and cruel
at times and beautiful
and divinely good
at other times but
it is also always
just in it's actions,
depending on
the oscillations,
the swing and
the gyration of
the pendulum.
But the stone secret
must be kept
quietly away from
the profane.
The stone on
the mountain strolled
down with an
amazing speed at
the twilight waiting
for it's footprints
to be followed
by the wise.
For those who
walk the same
path towards the
stream of living
waters must be
the silent ones.
For silence is
the guide for
the one who
seeks to follow
the inner path.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

You don't know
me that much.
Does it matter,
no,I don't think so.
You don't know
me much at all,
so don't ever pretend
that you know.
You can't judge me,
because you really
can't tell about my life.
Don't waste your words
on another for you
barely really don't know.
One day you'll wake up
to find out that
you have been fooled.
Take a bite of what
you can chew and
then let the rest go,
otherwise you may
choke on your own saliva.
Don't be disappointed
for not knowing me
well as you thought,
you don't even know
yourself that much.
Sometimes you surprise
yourself by the hidden
thoughts only your
heart knows.
What do you do
at that moment when
you catch yourself
on thoughts unbecoming
of you.
Thoughts that are not
worthy of you about
your family,
your siblings,
your parents,
your friends and loved ones.
Those hidden horrible
exclusively secret thoughts
in your heart no one
knows but you.
You see now,
you don't have the
courage to own up
and be sincere about it
You don't have any
excuses but to repent now.
You are committing
a crime against yourself.
Free yourself from
this evil wrecking your life
and damaging your psych,
and destroying your persona.
Set yourself free,
instead of living in *******.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

At this hour of unbearable
and unbelievable unimaginable
heartrending shocking presence
of cruelty going on in our communities.
It looks as if the heaven shut it's doors,
people ***** and dabble in darkness.
Wickedness is competing with brutality.
Seems like the heart of man no longer
knows what it feels like to temper
justice with mercy.
Atrocities are the order of the day.
No day passes by without a form of intimidating and gruesome issues rearing itself amongst the people.
Blood flows like the rivers and no one seems to care.
Children wailing on the streets looking for their mothers and relatives scattered out in the desert and the bushes hiding from their predators.
Not as if they don't know what to do but
their hearts are hardened by greediness.
Conflict of interests with confusion presents itself in resolution of the matter.
Killing of women and children very disturbing,
beheading the men and burning down houses
are ongoing in different places,
and very gruesome.
One wonders if heaven has turned it's back against the people.
Evil concupiscence overtakes the people.
Where is your God they seem to ask.
Is there no way of escape from these killers?
Remember your promise oh God,
Save your children from these calamities.
Stop these acts of wickedness,
bring succour and joy to your people.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All  Rights Reserved.

Our heart grieves
in our weakness,
and we felt as
weak as water.
Some days can
be much more
difficult than others.
The winds change
and the storms
of trial come
and go in our lives.
But we know
that out of suffering
have emerged the
strongest souls;
the most massive
characters are seared
with scars.
I have all three
ingredients the
first time,
rather i put
my everything in you.
My trust
My love
My honesty
My loyalty
My faithfulness
My heart
My soul
My spiritual connection
My prayers
All of them
merged in me,
and we are one.
Courage,
persistence and
willingness to never
give up are
keys to winning
our battle.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Someone is playing
in the rain.
And another is
crying in the rain.
The other is
just doing crazy
stuff in the
same rain.
But I'm the
only one getting
off my rocker.
Something is
cooking and it's
very disturbing.
Are you thinking
what I'm thinking.
Who is going
to talk or explain
about this strange
rain of today.
Fish falling
from the sky
is definitely strange.
Can someone tell
me what is
inside the ***
of the sorcerers
that is causing
this havoc and
commotion or
was it nature's
benevolence at
play.
But i just can't tell.
It's so beautiful
and yet disruptive,
creating happy-sad
euphoria and i
vehemently
disapprove of it.
The same game
as this one
was not allowed
yesterday to continue.
Yesterday it was
frog and maybe
another time
it maybe aliens.
But the children
are happy and
having the fun
of their lives.
Unperturbed by
this strange
happenings all around.
But we shall
wait and see.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

All these experiences,
emotionally broke me.
It changed my life
and my heart has
taken more than
it can handle.
My eyes are
so stiff it can
no longer sleep.
The body so
weak it now
struggles for balance.
Now i wish i could
take back my
introduction to her.
But I'm going
to be okay
for my heart
are definitely opened.
I'm coming back
again stronger than
ever before.
Giving it an
extra punch is
the best way
to get around it.
What exactly I'm
i talking about,
i really don't know
and don't remember.
But i want to
take off the
sky just for you.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Get up and
step out of
the mud in
a hole without
ever dyeing.
Licking the soup
and dining with
the ***** devil,
not that sinner
the demon is
like fire in
a hole.
Your demise
means nothing
when you
die unworthily.  
You have no
place among
the dead.
The prisoner in
******* in a
hole needs to
get out before
the fire starts
burning in the hole.
When deafness
is not among
your many failings.
It's not your
fault and not
your problem
for you can't
change anything
but to allow
the natural cycle
to run its course.
Earthquakes and
cyclones even tempests
are all temporary
but with a
devastating impact.
Everything is like that.
We shed what
is not necessary
and needed and
reshuffle our existence
through wars
where people die
yet allowing others
to still live.
It's just like that.
Take it.
Most of the
stupidiotic things
we have said
and done
are unnecessary.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

The smile of
nature touches
the soul.
Nothing makes
the flowers
not to
share unreservedly.
Its fragrance
so endearing.
Their loveliness
appeals to the
eyes as they
unfold slowly
like the light
piercing softly
through the doorway
in the morning.
The morning
rain is beautiful,
and the flowers
are so grateful
as it cascades
so gently and
subtly so softly
on their tender leaves.
The flowers dancing
in the rain
at the sounds
of its rhythmic fall
to the ground.
The rain and
the flowers
having fun together,
as they await
the sunshine to
soon manifest,
for the cosmic law
fulfills all things
gloriously.
©®2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Victory over victory
means excellent
and good success.
Smiles over success
can be contagious.
It is a good sickness
to share with others.
It's infection is
really encouraging.
This is the only
disease ladies are
willing to show off when
their men contacts it.
Doctors recommended,
pharmacist orders it,
and nurses injects it,
wives are thrilled by it.
It is a bitter drug
worth taking.
One capsule daily
dose drives poverty
fever away,
and keep ailing
mediocrity at bay.
It attracts mosquitoes,
that's  parasites free.
Without it nothing
worthwhile works out.
Success is everything.
It has an attitude,
It has a voice,
a very powerful one.
Put it into action and
all doors opens,
goes to war and
settles disputes.
Can unlock every door
that refuses to open.
It answers all things.
Children are trained and
groomed to have it.
Pursued by everyone
by any means necessary.
Great risks are taken
because of it.
Those of the dark side of
life kills because of it,
anything can happen just
to possess it.
You are nobody
when success
eludes you.
Even nations goes
to war just to keep it.
To be powerful and influential,
it must be in your abode.
To be successful is awesome.
But you must plan and
work hard to have it.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Just let it be,
let the earth be,
you have truly
done enough.

You will never
remedy the scars
of its wound
inflicted by your greed.

Don't add to
its bruises by
any selfish act
of your ignorance.

It is that
complicated even
when you try to help,
it doesn't need it.

The inconsiderable
abuse has made it
to be insensitive
to your feelings.

But it will recover
and never forget
your labour of love.

For your name is
woven into its fabric
and indelably etched
deeply into its heart.

It speaks of you
to the whole universe
about your sacrifice.

Love it is
that bonds you
together to dine.

With grace and
compassion it
communes in favour
of you.

Extending the hands
of fellowship,
to form a nation
through you. 

Because of you
sudden providence
and resources from
its source of bounty
descended.

For it is now
an extension of you,
as above,
so it is below.

As it is
even so are you,
a reflection and
exact replica of
its multifaceted image.

And as the joy
of bliss returned,
know you have
more than enough.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

We know that
when sweetness overtakes
the bitterness of life,
everything will be fine,
the wind will speak,
butterflies will dance,
love will swallow me
and you my dear,
will surely dance
with the wind.
Laughter will be
heard again in
the lonely
abandoned heart.
The sun shall definitely
always rise every
morning to greet you and
shine so beautifully
with a warm smile
to encourage you.
The light of hope
will bring joy
and happiness of
heaven closer to
embrace your heart.
Your night and
dark days shall
be illuminated by
the striking hues
of beautiful rays
to usher in healing.
All illusions shall
melt away to
give way to divine truth.
Bliss shall return
to bring tenderness
to our brokenness.
Your adversaries shall
be subdued for
the sake of freedom.
And your heart
shall experience
the beauty and
sweetness of love.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

There up in the galaxy
are symbols wrought.
Symbols are the secrets
of life encoded in nature
which man inhabits
and must decode to survive.
In deciphering symbols of life,
man needs wisdom.
Hidden within the
framework of our universe
are sacred symbols telling us
about the infinite powers of creation.
Deep beneath the ocean,
even down the darkest
depths of the earth,
symbols speak.
Within the forest,
Signature symbols of
the plants are made manifest.
Every single thing about
our lives are coded symbols
with profound hidden message.
Below the earth are hidden symbols
of the precious gem stones subtlely emanating their secrets to help mankind.
Within the tumultuous ebbs of the tides the surf searches the sand for symbols.
Our lives are symbols of the almighty scattered all over the cosmos.
Symbols are everywhere if we can but only look for it.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme.All Rights Reserved.

Stories as told
by the eyes
are numerous.
In your eyes,
are written hidden
memories of the
tales that have
to be told.
History are made
from the story
by what the
eyes have seen
in moments over
the times.
The eyes stole
my words and
i'm speechless.
My mouth is
dumbfounded and
cannot be fully
persuaded to express
all the things that
eyes have seen.
The stories the
eyes have told
are amazing.
Beautiful as it is,
it captures and
keep records of
all that confronts
its vision and view.
It penetrates everywhere
not opaque in nature,
visits the still
and the movable.
Like a movie,
translate and transcribe
into words whatsoever
it envisioned.
The eyes are
the windows to
the soul and
sees beyond the ordinary.
It awakens emotions
from deep slumber
to confess the
hidden crimes of
the soul.
Alive and ever
moving,
it tells the
tales of the
unbelievable occurrences.
The mind sees
through the eyes
before utterance can
be made by the mouth.
Whatever the eyes
sees is indelibly
impressed in the
mind.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Do you know how to dodge bullets?
I guess not.
If you can't dodge the bullets,
how do you expect to dodge
the utterances of a bad mouth.
The words that comes out of
the mouth when angry is like
the bullets of an assassins rifle
or a good marksman and
that of an angry shooter.
You can't hide from it,
neither can you dodge it,
for it comes with fury
to meet its target.
The tongue has a long range
of which can be shot or
uttered from a distance
and a close range which
can also be catastrophic.
Both has a devastating effect.
Gossip or name dropping
when it spreads can destroy someone.
The one who is angry unleash words
that can hurt the assumed enemy,
so deadly and fatal is it that he may
almost never recover from the fiery darts  
thrown from the utterance.
It has the power of mass destruction
and carries within it the seed of malice,
when sown can break up homes,
families and even nations.
Like the snake that can bruised the heels,
it tears apart friendship and lovers alike.
Like the bullets released from the gun
of an angry shooter it creates doubts and misunderstanding among men.
Have you ever shoot a man in anger
from outside into a dark room,
no direct light merely a glow from outside,have you?
I guess, not.
You shot him out of nervousness,
and it clips his shoulder,
he panics and cries out in pain
and you think you have wounded him.
But when he finds out you are still alive,
he won't be pleased.
Handle yourself with dignity and respect.
Don't do or say anything that will wound or mess with another's sense of self.
Tame your tongue with the power of your spirit.
Be mindful of your utterances.
Your tongue is like bullets of an angry shooter and can fatally hurt the soul.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Hear the cry
of this humble
Royal prince,
for the blood
of this Royal
noble one pleads
for his people
who are massacred
in numbers.
I plead with
everything that sinks
evil in man and pass
human understanding
and bring sanity
to human dignity
to wipe out
totally and eradicate
this evil working
in our midst.
May there be a
return of peace in
our communities.
We are family
and cannot be
disparaged by
any means.
Our lives can
never be untitled.
We cannot keep
on going back 
to the places
where we once
lost everything hoping
for a different end.
May the true
change bring back
unity and progress,
Prosperity and freedom,
integrity and peace.
Let truth and
genuine love return to us.
May the wing
of oneness like
an eagle the great
revered sacred bird
cover and shield us.
May we stand firm
unshakable like
the anunuebe tree,
the mystical king
of the forest,
that mysterious
outstanding king
of all trees
and like the elephant
that never forgets,
be gentle to one another.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

What is love.
Tell me what 
it is and where 
can i find it.
Can you tell me,
i beg of you. 
Can't seem
to grasp it.
I know it,
but can't 
understand it.
Is it like 
the flowing river 
meandering towards 
the ocean. 
Can it be
on top of
the mountain or
the ***** of
the hills or down,
down the valley,
or beneath the
sea where the
surf searches the
sand for symbols.
Is it just 
a thought in 
my head or the
tears flowing down
my cheeks or
at the centre
of my laughter.
Is it hidden 
in the stars 
up in the sky 
or lost inside 
the wind blowing 
wherever it pleases 
or in rainfall 
cascading on rooftops. 
Is it a 
flower or in 
the fragrance of 
a rose unfolding 
within the garden.
Tell me where 
the heart of 
love is hidden.
I know it 
is shed abroad 
in our hearts
but can you 
see it.
Can you feel
the presence within,
pulsating inside 
your heart.
Is it within 
the eyes of one 
looking at the beloved 
or is it just 
a dream or 
a figment of 
the imagination. 
I just can't 
figure it out 
because once 
it hits you,
you just gotta 
fall to pieces.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Laughter and joy
filled my heart immensely.
How can I explain how I feel.
I opened my mouth to speak
but I stammered.
My tongue tightened,
utterance ceased.
I'm perplexed and amazed,
overwhelmed at the impact
of that force on my own spirit
as silence overtakes my voice,
as if dumb I kept quiet.
Within me I'm screaming to
express myself to you just how
much all these made me feel,
from this amazing gift
of heaven to me.
All I can do is to weep silently,
not of pain or anything distressful,
but just a joyous tears within.
Overflowing rivers of joy,
engulfed my being
with such a joyful tenderness
that made me feel weak
at my knees.
All I need now is her
hug to be complete,
not of any other but her very own.
I'm good with her presence,
the very best of everything.
Being with her is
like a quiet assurance,
thank goodness her
***** is a safe haven,
a place of pleasure and comfort.
Her commitment is a blessing,
filled with compassion and love.
There is healing in her smile,
for the breath of the Almighty
vitalise her heart.
I'm so glad to have her in my life.
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What truths
will you
set free
before you
are set free.
Do you
think you
could actually
discern and
figure this out.
That we
have no
forever because
our heart
will meet
next to never.
I have
fought vehemently
to become
the emissary
of truth
all my life.
It’s a
burden and
a curse
that i
wish no man.
It's a
thankless errand
for only
the called.
The road
within that
leads to
a lonely path.
A road
less travelled.
But what
really is the
actual truth.
Truth it
seems eludes man,
for the
mind of
man is
weak and
not made
up and not
so good.
Even though
the consciousness
of the
mind of
man cannot
be deceived
for man
is born
in soul goodness.
Some of
the acts
of man
are a
disappointment
and disheartening.
And man
at the
final stage
will find
out that
he is
an exulted
and an
enlightened being.
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And so I thank you
for the amazing things
you do.
I thank you for being here
when I needed you,
it's so comforting.
I know it's not enough,
but I still say,
thank you.
Thank you for
putting a beautiful
smile on my face,
it ushers the sunlight
into my heart.
Thank you for
that little gestures of love,
it's small but mighty.
Thank you so much
for the honor of your
personal presence in my life,
it means a lot to me.
Thank you for
just sitting here in silence
by my side,
there is some sort
of solace and healing in it.
I say thank you for
your words and admonitions,
they are full of wisdom
needed at this time.
Thank you for
the way you arranged my life,
you are so nurturing.
With grateful heart,
I opened all of me to you.
Because your touch
changed my life,
it became better and beautiful.
How can I not be perfect when
you are in it.
With love so divine,
you adorned me with
amazing grace.
Thank you for all that you do,
you are truly mighty Yehoshua.
I bless and adore you,
may you Increase in my life,
Spirit divine.
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From birth to a toddler
As a toddler to teenager
From teenage to adolescent
And as I grew up
I knew I'm weird
I knew am unique
I knew am an enigma
I knew am different
I also knew am an Odd fellow
Yeah I see things
not seen with optical eyes
Hear things beyond this realm
I am prophetic for
I say the unspeakable,
things not normal for the average
They say so many things
about me as am growing up:
You are so annoyingly quite
You are so sensitive
You are always by yourself.
You are a loner
Your eating habits are so different,
You eat herbs.
You are a teetotaler,
and a recluse,
an introvert
With the ability to heal the sick.
An object of mingled awe and revulsion,
Simultaneously revered and abhorred,
Mysterious and elusive,
highly talented and unassuming,
an erratic genius but modest
with enormous strength but reserved.
I am an alien,
living amongst strangers.
There's an Alien within.
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Human life is molded in
the image of the Almighty.
Not by the hands of man,
but by the one who made
the heaven and the earth.
He endowed man with powers,
with the authority to have
dominion over all things created,
and to have them as food.
Human species are of a higher quality,
and not at all equal to the lower
animal kingdom.
But man is superior and made just
a little lower than the Angels.
No man can be killed for the
sake of an animal of a lower kingdom.
Animals can never take the place of any human.
They can never rule man,
that is a natural order of things.
Only a deluded mind will wipe out an entire tribe and communities for the sake of
the lost animals.
No animal ever created is to be compared to the life of a glorious man.
It can never be argued by any sane judgment or reasoned out by any rational thought.
Take away the animal in those who live like one to feel the beauty of being a human,
only then will the killing stops.
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She cried like
a baby whimpering
alone in an
abandoned room.
Like a wolf
at the full moon,
she howls.
As if to
magically call down
the powers of
the spirits from
their hidden places,
she utters those
strange words
into her cauldron,
out of which
came out a
strange smelly
choking dark smoke.
Her sinister smile,
a warning to
keep your distance
from the abode.
Close by is
the figure of
a gargoyle where
she fetched her
rain water.
Laboreka-kwashindo-
kakiska hin,
she screamed with
a cracked deafening
voice that sends
chills up the spine.
And the firmament
responded with a
super sounds of
thunderstorm shattering
the sky night.
The last witch
of Avulalon from
the lineage of Adim
conjuring her magic.
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In the macrocosm
and microcosmic world,
There are diversities;
changing and balancing everything,
Above and below,
visible and invisible,
animate and inanimate things.
Beneath the differences of different
diversities are always
oneness of nature,
With the breath within the breath,
that balances and centres them.
So it is with human-
When you find that
balance that centres you,
There is always love,
peace,serenity,Joy and harmony.
Thrive always to find that balance.
That is the secret of inner beauty.
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I know your pain,
I understand your
fear and frustration.
Your feelings
resonates with me.
I see your
struggles and confusion.
You are so
scared that you
abandoned and
abdicated your throne.
How are the
mighty fallen.
Be rest assured
that what you
feared most will
never happened.
It seems like
the world is
cruel to you.
Never mind son
of man,
you are not
alone or
defeated still.
Don't you know
child of God
that you are
more than a
conquerer and
superior to any
crafty secret
manipulation of the
darkest forces
that confronts you.
You have dominion
and victory over
principalities
and powers.
A way of escape
has been given,
made for you.
Arise now today
son of man,
the set time
to free yourself
from the chains
of evil influences
has definitely come.
The one who
leads you through
the dark wilderness
beckons.
Shine powerfully
henceforth and
let no man
stop you.
Be courageous and
fear not that
creepy slimy worm
infesting your life.
Every hidden stomp
must be uprooted.
The cry of
your brokenness
touches the heart
of God who
stands amidst the
calamities of multiple
ugly situations to
quench the storms
corroding your life.
Rejoice now,
son of the
most high
for good things
are spoken of you.
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THE BROOM.
In bunch of the broom,
there is always one
or some that doesn't want to stay,
it always breaks off under pressure
or jumps out alone by itself as you sweep.
The ones that breaks off,
is like the words we utters,
once they are spoken
can never be recalled back,
they cause a lot of damages and problems.
The ones that always jump out of
the bunch is like the proverbial
black sheep of the house,
always rebellious,
even when you put them back,
they will always leave the family.
Check yourselves,
are you the broken one or the fallen one?
Ask your self where you are in
the scheme of things,
are you causing problems with your words
or rebellious and disobedient by your acts
and cant be tamed.
Are you among the formidable strength within the family that no outside force can threaten? The family is like a bunch of broom,
tied together they work in synergy
to fulfill their purpose.
Any family that stands together can withstand any adversaries that threatens their happiness.
The ones who don't,
will be dancing in the whirlwind with sand in their eyes.
Remember that anyone who cannot be counselled cannot be helped.
Get understanding.
Be wise.
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All the idiosyncrasies around
your life may surprise you,
they bound you
with such a vigour
that you wonder how
they come to be.
Unwittingly not knowing
that you created them.
The rest of your life
is been shaped right now.
The choices you made,
with the dreams you chase,
with the consequences
of the life you choose to live are
definitely decided
at this moment
by whatever you
are doing right now.
The words you uttered,
The actions you take,
The habits you formed,
The choices you made,
and the person you decide to be,
Is been decided right now
by the choices you choose.
And to a great extent,
the people whom you choose
to associate with,
influence the direction of your life.
Be mindful of the
choices you make,
The words that comes
from your mouth,
That action you want to take,
The friends you keep,
The things you let
and allowed into your life.
They can make or damage you.
Filter and process them
before you act on them.
At the end of it all
your life will turn out better,
amiable and grounded.
Make the right choice,
Do the right thing.
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The wind whispers a new song
to usher in this new moment.
And even the moon sang,
joining the humming birds at dawn.
The stars danced to the musical
tune of the wind in the moonlight
amidst the open space of
the galaxy in the twilight.
The cloud danced for there is
love in the air.
The lilac trees shed it's flowers
by reason of the wind,
blown out far into the night,
spreading it's perfume around freely,
it's fragrance can be smelled miles away.
The wind singing a happy song
as it carries out the message
of love to refresh different homes
as lovers sit outside their garden at night watching the magic show of the almighty scattered through out the firmament.
Oh what a blessing to behold the beauty of creation at such a memorable moment.
Eyes can even catch a glimpse of angels calmly going about their sacred duties unperturbed at that sublime moment in the quietness of the night.
It is really a blessing to
behold that glorious moment.
Join me tonight to listen
to the beautiful songs of the stars.
Your heart will be so glad it did.
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There is definitely
different shades
of green.
Beautiful and
colorful.
It reminds one
of healing.
The green in
the summer.
The lush green
vegetation,
let us see
the strong life.
Like the mingle
and merging
of the chameleon
on a greenish
vegetation.
It's colour change
made it disappear.
The dodging is
so magical,
wonderful and
amazingly thrilling.
Nothing like it
is ever seen.
Nature at its finest.
So captivating and
breathtaking.
How did that
happen,
i really can't tell.
Wishing i can
disappear like that
for a moment
into the oblivion,
just to know
what lies beyond
the other sphere.
The realm of
the unknown will
then become known.
That which is
not revealed yet
will then be
made manifest.
Some day the
night will suddenly
turn into day
and all those
creepy night crawlers
will be seen.
Remember nothing
soever is hidden,
absolutely nothing.
All will come
to light in due time.
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There is definitely
different shades
of green.
Beautiful and
colorful.
It reminds one
of healing.
The green in
the summer.
The lush green
vegetation,
let us see
the strong life.
Like the mingle
and merging
of the chameleon
on a greenish
vegetation.
It's colour change
made it disappear.
The dodging is
so magical,
wonderful and
amazingly thrilling.
Nothing like it
is ever seen.
Nature at its finest.
So captivating and
breathtaking.
How did that
happen,
i really can't tell.
Wishing i can
disappear like that
for a moment
into the oblivion,
just to know
what lies beyond
the other sphere.
The realm of
the unknown will
then become known.
That which is
not revealed yet
will then be
made manifest.
Some day the
night will suddenly
turn into day
and all those
creepy night crawlers
will be seen.
Remember nothing
soever is hidden,
absolutely nothing.
All will come
to light in due time.
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Confusion within
confusion is very
confusing,
because the whole
problem of the problem
is the problem.
It is very disturbing
to the confused mind.
But don't ask me to
tell you about their
confusion,
because i won't,
I know not and really
don't have the answer.
If you ask me,
who then will I ask,
that's just the problem.
No one seems to know.
Their confusion is really
messing up everything
that matters.
It doesn't make sense to
to continue to confront them
in their confusion because
they will pull you down into
their confused state
and you become more
confuse than the confused.
That's what the controversy
of the confused mind
will do to you.
There's so much complicated
and complex conflicts
in confusion.
When they come,
they start with the ones you love,
the things you do and didn't do,
the things that matters to you,
the people in your life,
even your socioeconomic,
political and spiritual activities
just to distract you,
and mess with your dignity.
Run as fast as your legs
can carry you,
they are PHD-(Pull Him Down)
holders in their crafty arts.
Get away as far as you can
from their clueless notions,
for nothing is left in their brains
and nothing is right their confusion.
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The life of power is so
funny that man becomes so
engrossed with such impunity
to pursue a purposeless life
full of vanity and violence
to keep their sinking ship afloat
to sail in their stormy waters
full of monsters.
Wake up now and save yourselves
from this tsunami that's going to
wipe you away from that delirious
dream of yours.
As oppressors are so blinded by greed,
even so are the ones seeking power.
Intimidation becomes their best
weapon to oppress the weak.
Their eyes blinded to the
tears of the hungry,
ears closed to the cries of the afflicted,
no mercy for the sick ones,
their hearts hardened for there's
no pity in them.
They abhorred to be corrected,
advice given are not taken
for they cannot be counselled.
Corrupted by greed,
they dip their hands deep into
the public funds kept in their custody.
The funds meant for National use
disappeared on their watch.
Yet they claimed to be innocent
of their heinous crimes,
pretending to be honest they
rob the state treasury.
Looters are they amongst themselves,
a disgrace to the service entrusted to them,
exposing their ignorance to the gullible.
Shame on you.
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There goes the
terrible and
wicked ones.
Everything about
them is toxic.
Their words are
like needles and
pins piercing
the heart.
It is like
the deadly sharp
poisoned sword
of the assassin.
Like the betrayal
of a brother
so well loved.
It's like a
sour wine filled
with the venom
of the rattle snake.
It is worrisome
to be close
to them in
the dark for
they cannot be
fully trusted.
A danger and
a menace even
to the sucklings.
They don't care
who they trampled
on to climb
up the ladder.
Knowing them is
like the pain
of a broken rib.
Worse than a
man running from
the lion to
rest on a
tree and still
be biting by
a  snake.
Mere hearing of
their name makes
the heart sick.
The faint hearted
pukes as they
perceived their body
odour even from
a distance.
Terrible things happens
to the ones
who don't step
out of their way.
Terrorising the
territory and people
is their way
of life.
Afflicting pain on
others brings
joy to them.
Boiled and barbecued
roasted human flesh
is their delicacies.
Human blood is
their wine.
Misery got company
is their true
identity,
the name of
the demon is
their surname.
Danger is stamped
on their foreheads.
With fire in
their eyes,
they devour the
innocent.
Wickedness is
wrought and wrapped
up in them.
The universe has
rejected and spew
them out.
Even the hades
and hell will
not accept or
accommodate them.
They are the ******.
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She came in
from the dark,
walked in through
the front door,
smiling as if she
won a lottery.
But she is a
player and have
a secret plan.
Another fire is
set to burn.
Something freaking
spooky about
to be unleashed.
There are snakes
up her sleeves.
Dangerously different,
dubious in nature.
Amazon battle is
about to start.
Like a snake
that swallows another,
death is waiting
for the unsuspecting
naive weak ones
who are lured
into her trap
with manipulative
cunning crafty words.
There is death
in her mouth,
never kiss her.
There is poison
in her cup,
never drink out of it.
Her beauty is deadly,
don't be enticed
by her looks.
Her bed is
like the sepulchre,
a grave of the
foolish that can't
sense danger.
She dances her
way into the
lustful heart and
then like the
vampire goes for
the jugular and
send you to the
great beyond.
Avoid her like
a plague or
something terrible will
devour you alive.
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Day of bliss,
the day of
awakening,
ascending of
the full moon,
the stars glitters,
the sun in majestic
brightness shines
forth and I shine,
the new dawn
emerged.
Engulfed my soul,
with beauty divine.
Captivates my heart
with love enough.
The afflatus upon me,
intrigued my soul,
and at this moment
here and now,
there is no space,
there is no time,
everything is just is,
the i in me
is lost and,
I am.
Heaven in my heart
and my soul rejoiced.
So thrilled for
peace has come.
Blissful in a
magnificent manner.
and passionately
exquisite in an
uncanny way.
Joy overtakes,
my being
transmogrified.
Blissfully serene,
I'm immensely
blessed.
Chosen among the
seekers I now bloom.
My heart resonates
and I'm so grateful.
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He manipulate his friends
and eliminate his enemies by
his cunning craftiness.
And he thinks he has won.
He cries wolf before he falls.
There's a mountain between us,
and he can never be like you
for he is darned.
He is not worthy of your friendship.
He belongs to the circle
of the dreaded assassins,
head of the herdsmen,
their creed is deep,
terrible and terrifying indeed.
Fear the one that is horribly terrifying
for he is after your life.
How does this whole thing landed
within you and what shifted as a result.
Run for your life,
he will not have mercy.
Wickedness is wrought in him.
The gull of bitterness and
hatred surrounds him.
He will be consumed by the same
fire he has set.
There's no freedom for the
one who enslaves anyone,
his weakness is made manifest
for he is a coward.
Professing to hate corruption,
he fights it with a slack hand,
and a lying tongue,
a deceiver not to be trusted.
He eats corruption as a bread of sorrow.
Woven around him as a spiders web,
he seeks destruction for the naive
as well as the elite.
The one who cannot publicly address you
but only through another to get
his messages across to those
he proclaimed to rule,
hiding behind the iron curtain,
surrounded by deadly killers.
Never will he rule again even as a
weakling that he is.
He will woefully fail as always,
for he is not knowledgeable and
has no good plans for you.
Wished he's smart enough to see
how dumb he is.
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Beautiful night,
vivid with magical
clear full moon
hanging in the
dark night up
in the sky.
It brings thoughts
of restlessness
as if you
want to explore
the galaxy
all by yourself.
Beautiful as it may,
calm and quiet
with sounds of
the deep silence
of the earth
talking to your soul.
The heart is
so at ease
and peaceful.
All around you
are not going
to be the same
as time alone
with nature nurtures
and engulf your
being with the
power of love.
With your soul
you feel the light,
even when your
eyes only
see darkness.
The soul opens
up like the
rose flower that
unfolds itself as
it blooms and
blossom to share
it's fragrance
to cheer the
brokenness of the heart.
Washed by its
purity and adorned
by its pureness
the heart is
renewed and regenerated
with bliss.
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Once again I returned
from my inner wandering
to discover that chaos is
everywhere hidden like
the assassins amongst the
people in different communities.
Like the acid corroding the
system and eating up the
textures of our lives.
People in different communities
are really mentally poisoned by
the pressures of life,
and peace have eluded them.
This peace can never exist
side by side with
chaos environment.
Kindness and compassion
must be put in place.
Joy eludes anyone who has
not sowed any seed of
compassion from the heart
to combat the fury
of the mind.
The inner garden we were
entrusted to protect
is messed up
even though it is
full of kindness.
Dancing vigorously figuratively
on the serpents
head to **** the
appetite of wickedness,
man becomes
engrossed in the battle
to safe himself and
his earthly home,
lest he becomes homeless
and a wanderer.
The heart filled with shame
and pain can no longer
bear the burden
of all the unnecessary deaths.
Only the dignified ones
can now take on that task
and save the people
from the calamity
spreading amongst
the communities.
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Return to the ancient path,
the roadmap of greatness,
the elders call must be obeyed,
thoughts of the ancestors is enough,
everything is hidden within it.
It is the beginning of healing
for all of us and our land.
With your ears to the ground,
listen to the secrets offered.
The lone voice heard has a
message for you.
To obey the call means life.
Oh! you children that heard it,
carry it like a fire within you.
Let it burn into your bones.
For your strength lies in it
and can't be taken away.
Your destiny is already shaped
by your culture mixed with their sweat.
The blood of your forefathers
was shed to earn you a place thus far.
Put your ears on the ground to listen
to what they have to say.
Tilt your head and look up for
the sky bear witness to this truth.
The air still sings their music,
even the waters also whispers their songs
for they drank from the same well as you.
The ancient trees in the arena
where they lean their back
stained by their sweats still stands.
The flute and the talking drums
are still calling out their names in
the dark under the moonlight amidst
the people with the elders,
the elements and the stars bearing witness.
My people return to the ancient path  
and save yourselves from thunderstorms.
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The magic of once upon a time
has gone out of the garden of which
man was made to tend and to keep.
The mysteries in our world meant
to lead man to the miraculous
disappeared by the hate filled life
of our heartless way of living.
Our way of life are so full of greed,
that man become so empty,
for we pursue the mundane things
outside the glorious treasures
hidden within our consciousness.
Driven by the unreasonable
frivolous emptiness of a
quick silver lifestyle of the lost ones,
many have wandered away
from the castle of the valued
and treasured precious mysteries of
creation hidden within the heart of man.
Man can always return to the exulted glory,
for the paradise is not completely lost.
As simple as it is,
all that is required is to love one another,
and that magic lost will gradually come back.
The glorious heart of the exulted man,
the intelligence of the mind of man knows,
and understands this truth.
He only needs to step into the place that centers him within to fully enjoy
the joyful tenderness of an exulted being.
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The flame of
the fire burning
up with fierce
force and consuming
all that confronts it
with such softness
and tenderness so
subtle it can never
actually cause harm.
Its fiery blaze
consumes everything
except the beloved.
Love is the fire
burning within the
depths of the heart.
It hides all errors,
melts all anger,
in all angles,
repair all wrongs,
when pride and
ego are killed
and allowed to die,
without resuscitating,
love blooms .
Resurrecting the dead
ego in anyway is
regrettably depressing.
The fire of love
is definitely divine.
It is pure and child-like.
We are the carrier
of that divine
enablement of the
light in love.
The clove of
that fire is
on top of
our heads burning
and drawing the
worthy ones
to it's flame
and brightness.
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THE FLOWERS
What I told
you about the
flowers
no one probably
won't tell you.
Is it not
about their fragrance
and how amazing
it is that
they share their
life with you.
They hang around
your garden and
patiently wait on
you with their
perfume of love.
To make you
happy with the
fragrance of their
healing presence,
they share their
fragrance and working
tirelessly in gladness
they gracefully grace
your life with grace.
They lay down
at our feet
always ready to
bring pleasure
to our leisure.
To please you
they share lavishly
and are generous
about it.
They bring pleasure
back into our
homes by spreading
their fragrance.
Even when bruised
they give out
their best fragrance
out of love
to soothe and bring
succour to our
tired mind.
They also help
decorate our world
with their beautiful
flowers to make
our lives lovely.
How can we
not appreciate
their presence
in our homes,
garden and environment.
They are divinely
precious beautiful treasure
with an alluring
power to help us heal.
Little beautiful gifts
from heaven with
such an unforgettable
sublime and divine fragrance.
Spreading their love
they reach out
to us even
from miles away
adorning our weddings
and other events
with their fragrance
and presence and
speaking to us
in the language
only the heart
can understand.
Nature gave us
fragrance in flowers
so lovely and
endearing that no
one can resist
their friendship.
To walk with
them is unbelievably sweet.
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