In a long sofa
I lay briefly... outside the veranda next to my granny cozy cat
My thoughts wanders like a reincarnated soul
As I ponder...
Who am I?
I ask repeatedly
To what purpose do I deserve to be called among the humans?

As I lay myself down... Heaven hear me frown...
Neither could my thoughts stop pondering...
Who am I?
What is this tormentors agitations?
That rest on my hearts shoulder
And make me feel as if all had been a dream...
Was I to wake up in a moment?
Who am I?
I ponder still...

My spirit remains awakening
For the search of truth is beyond physical
And the person I am or I'll be
Determines how I set my pace
For the heart has reasons
That reasons itself cannot know...
  
After all,
I'm the master of my fate ....and the writer of my own destiny...
The weaver of the so called Carpet of fate...
And so are you.....

Born in the medievals
The thoughts of many stray
Hidden wishes not made known
Projective techniques can't get but few

The flames of thoughts that consume me
Leaving a slight blisters of ravishing  pain
A capsule of red and black entwined
like a time bomb shell,
It mars our heart

In the corridor of our heart
Some thought strays out
Ugly pleasures of unconscious wish fulfilments
Driven only by our instinct
But repressed deeply by our Super egos ...
An unconscious folks we grew to have
That represses all abnormal wishes,
Deep down into the sub conscious minds...
Like hunches
We back the thoughts no more....

Rickety rocket dock
Lives earn hits the rock
Down wash the drain
My pop stocks
oh been broke really ****.

In your presence,
I get drank with ****** realities
those sensual lips of yours
Transmute me to the giant gate of ecstasy
Your adept fingers
extracts amorous symphonies
From the deep well of my within...
And your touch mon amour
Invites butterflies into me, down to my **** ...

We grudge in pains
Tears soaks our pillows
We mourn and groan
Nightmares stomp on our hearts
Tearing deep into the soul
While sorrow captivates the heart... leaving the spirit to battle with grieves ...

We battle to be freed from the tangled cobs of madness
but the more we try, the less we gain..

The more our pain increases, the heart looses its grip

But surely, we try but fail....
In all our attempts to be loosen
We omit the path...
The path of certainty that break all chains
Our only path to unexplainable peace
We fail to commune with our Creator
Who was,Who is and will still be
We give prayer an exception...
But get ourselves encumber with frivolous pleasures...
Which only last a moment or less... leaving us feel more depressed
the soul often oppressed
the spirit... entangled with torments
And Alas!
we aim for suicides....
Oh!
What peace we often forfeit
oh!
What joy we often lose
All because we fail to carry
Everything to God..
In Prayer....

The Hustle, the bustle
In a jungle
Called LIFE

The  companies we had
The memories we cherish
The solemn tears we shed
The few moments we enjoyed
The falling apart
With an impending life major crisis
Called DEATH

The Love we shared

The happiness we feel when the sun rises on our heart
Or,
The jilt that follows
The trust we misplaced
That cuts our heart
Or stomp on it

The moments of clarity
The hours of uncertainty
The doubt we have
About ever been the real deal

The trying to fit in
The mistakes made we can't undo
The time lost we would do a lot to have again
The hope of turning back the hands of time

The disappointment we feel
The strengths we discover after a mile thrill
The best part of living with scars
The diaries we stuck our past into
And the plans to write a new future
At the end
We only realizes one thing

That there is nothing to be afraid of
Cos its just..... LIFE...

Sometimes
my crush for the world fantasy
Becomes impulsive
My instincts
Keeps driving me
To the things of pleasure
Sometimes,
I wish I ve all she has
Guess who I mean?
Sometimes
The world is ever near
I see the sight that dazzle
The tempting sounds I hear
The world is ever calling
But still my ego shy
In all this,
I remember
My mirrors lay pride on me
Sitting consciously for my breakthrough
out of the tempting world
His advice
becomes a watchword
That the tempting sounds faintly fade
The breeze blew off
The dazzling sights
And sometimes
Out of the struggle
Of fighting temptations
out of the hustles the world throws
Without straying from the pathway
I Had chosen with at most caution
That with no doubt
Victory lies ahead
And my future
Encapsulated with pure luxuries
Without blemish of any sort
My crown awaits me...
With much comfort
And outright satisfaction
That indeed I overthrown the worlds gaze
Saying this repeatedly
I came, I saw and I conquer....

I've been to the chapel
Not only to see the priest
Or to hear the choir sing
not at all
To watch the candle burn on the chapel's altar
Or to watch the 7lamps
Radiates all through d priests chamber

But ve been there
To make my wishes known
To him who knows
I need you most

Out of the blue
Comes a tiny ray of light
Shining across my heart
Like a diamond ray
It seems

Out of the blue
Comes the key
To my crippled heart
To unlock the gates
That seems wielded with chains

Out of the blue
Comes my humble knight
Shining in his silver suit of armor

Our five fingers slipped
Into one another
And together we walk
Side by side
Like my stead helpmate

The glutton
With a vipers tail
Running round
In search of fame
Lol,
In shame the glutton drop
With its rickety belly
D sound goes ****

No glutton last a day even less
With the garment of deceit has worn all out
All the wolf in the sheep's garment
Comes floating
Alas!!
The glutton stung itself
In pain with pressure
It hung itself
Cos the world turn sour
Before the cloud goes in
Recoiling its tongue
With a sideway chain

Though to you, I failed you
And am a dishonor
To the sacred institution of love
Yet, I argue not

Though to u
My heart lingers not
For you
Yet,
I strive to wake up
In the heart of the night
Bent on my knees
With groan utterance

I still keep to date
Each and every seconds
Spent together
Without considering we re apart
I am never for ones UN grateful
To God
For letting us cross path...

The world is full of woes
Its path filled with thorns
I know of how much
You try
To put all thing together at times
Every time you face the odds
Please be conscious of this
In me you ve a mate
Who prays and cares for u
Always and forever

Though hard to believe
And difficult to believe
That a person of my caliber
Will treat you more faithfully
In loyal strength,

Now I pledge even more
That rainbow remains a sign
Of pledge
A pledge a sound of promise
And I
The promise I made to keep
When its stormy and when d breeze sigh
To share in your grieve and happiness
to be honest giving u all my love
Always and forever
My sweet monsieur

Your laughter
Is my soul meal
The smiles
My giant lamps
Your touch
Arose me
Driving me freely
To a great gate of ecstasy

Your love
My heart music
Playing me tune
Bet I could dance all day
Some words ve weave thee
But yet,
Seems not enough
Cos each day
Makes a better smile
Your smile
That lit up mine

Oh!
How beauty lies in simplicity
For even without linen
Bracelets or tingling
Ankle chain
You still purchase
a fair beauty

An aura of fine apparel
scenting out like olive oil...
Your mind
Adorn with pure ecstasy
Your inner beauty
Radiates your charm
Your smile
Compliment it all...
Mon cherie
J' a tamie beaucoup

I used to think
That Gods gifts were
On shelves
One above the other
and the taller we grew
The more easily
We could reach them
But I later realised,
That Gods gifts re on shelves
one beneath the other
And that
Its not a question
of growing taller
But of stooping lower

It thus describes
HUMILITY...

My tears falls like raindrops
My hand shivers
Freeze cold and numb
All seems falling apart
As I wail uncontrollably

It all seems like yesterday
Bitter memories streaming
through my tormented heart
Cutting deep into my flesh
Heart smashed against brick wall

Dazed,
My gaze blinks
Empty..
A walnut shell
Encumber much more
My tears holds, but not still

My soulmate,
lost in d field
Of no return
d thoughts
Stings worse
Than d venom
Of an hungry bee

So near but yet
A million mile
Out of reach
I disrupted a journey
DAT was yet to start

My immaturity,
Made me lose my breath
Freely to d wind......

None was an accident
Neither re any a fortuitous being.
Thy Father,
The potter,
He planned and made it all
For his purpose
All for a purpose
Nothing in your life is arbitrary
but on d contrary
Selfish act against him
Will bring nothing
Absolutely nothing
But a disastrous end
For you re shaped
And made
For a purpose
And you re saved
Only to serve Him
You're on an assignment
An important mission
That must not be neglected
It is for His mission
A great ambition

Therefore, never settle for your own impulsive desire
Nor for irrelevance,
But strive and work
Towards eternal fulfillments
Settle for d BETTER LIFE
and not d GOOD LIFE

Fainting... fading...
Time re tiding
Lonely, gloomy
Sink **** my heart

Adieu,
My UN sailing heart
Heard tock of your beat
but d tick sigh solely
Adieu... .

Smashed heart
Clipped wings
Noble mind turning sour
No door I see
My sight is gone
Adieu...
Moremi has fallen
Adieu...

Times are
When losting in your arms
Is all I crave
Times are
When d sparks in ur eye
Reflects my complexion
Time are
When d taste from your cupid lips
Cures my urges
Times are
When your touch rides me to Ecstasy
Times are like this
When d chat of about our future
Stimulates my anxiety
Times are
When all you could hold on to
Re fainted memories
Cos d hard nut of distance
Came crumbling
On our sweet nurtured memories
Times re
When all I do is hope
For d hands of time to turn
And d moments I cheered have
Comes back to me....

Today I met a gun

Today I met a gun,
That left my head in spin,
Beautiful,dangerous,her description yet done,
Loaded in such egghead,her write that left me stun,
Scribbled rapports,was more than what ensued,
Potentials I've seen but in few,
Hoping to learn more, she's more than just a girl,
Today I met a gun.

Although up I knew was loaded,
Trigger ready for pull,
Little poke in her grey matter,
Watch your amazement helter skelter,
Wait till you meet her,then you'll meet another brand,
Beware of the ******* layed,
Or is she a trap?
Today I met a gun.

The clock tick tock
Dews silent drops
My breath almost gone
Yet,
My heart race on

Slowly as I breath
My lachrymal jar
Seems falling a loose
D world's weigh
Felt in my belly...

It came in a flash
Its stung
Like a bees tail..
The revelation  of my mirror fallen

Alas!
I strung up
To the inside world
And so,
It dawn outrightly
that a nightmare it is...
My mirror stands
Indeed, it stands...