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Reflected smile Feb 2020
Sometimes I just willingly cry to ease the pressure deep down
So i can finally feel relaxed
Tears is all I have left
And that's the only reason
Why I keep bouncing back
Because after tears comes peace
It's okay to cry.
Being sad is a gift
Reflected smile Feb 2020
Amazing how things go wrong but yet right
It seems far, yet you so close.
How wonderful you're there but you're still her .
No human could actually can define you
But you defined them all
"LOVE"
You're the pillar of the universe
Reflected smile Feb 2020
She's the creator,
And the heart of the creation,
When she speaks the world give attention,
She is full of affirmation,
Her earnest desire is to see our
Proclamation Come into realization
All melodies depends one her
Manifestation
She is the soUl mate to all
Reflected smile Feb 2020
They say readers are leaders
I'm not afraid so say
That I will be a follower forever
Because your thoughts won't let me read
Happy Valentine
Reflected smile Feb 2020
My heart burns when you say
"It's okay "
I know you are not.
I feel awful not having you by my side, 
How is it like in cold'heart  City?
How do I explain this
I can't just stop my eyes from bleeding,
Simply because I asked myself how much I love you,
And that's the only way my eyes could  answer.
I can't write more because my Hands are shaking and I'm feeling sick,
I will keep breathing on our past memories
I just wanna say
I WOULD BE ALONE TOMORROW
I love you
Reflected smile Feb 2020
The birds fly why can i?
Others are beautiful but me?
My voice can't take the note but not thiers?
Their family is wealthy why is mine not?
What if I was born in pluto
What if I live outside the universe
What if the earth was a part of my toll collection
What if the Galaxy was my bucked
If what if the stars were too tiny for me to hold
What if men never had dreams
What If my title and the body isn't in line
How does it affect you?
Reflected smile Feb 2020
Who will tell them that we are not all thesame
How will they know that there are still so many that are Good
I'm scared to proclaim my mother's land
Because the sons of the land had polluted her name
They created an image of discomfort to the outside world
Which might last forever
So now when they hear our names they are terrified
Terrified that something bad might happen
It hurts me most when am asked,
Who are you?
I would still and would always say
I AM A NIGERIAN
So help us lord
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