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 Nov 22
My Dear Poet
She wasn’t everything she wanted
so in her soul she moulded
a figure of someone else

Till her inner being went bleeding
along a lonely road of longing  
yearning for herself

Then there came along a flower
from an Ivy **** upon a tower
that wove her name with love

and upon this sight and seeing
it’s beauty won her heart and healing
“If that’s me, then me is enough”.
It’s been awhile. I hope you enjoy.
I have wandered away from
Hello Poetry
I have missed my fellow poets
Reading your words
I realize has become a piece of me
Like a magnet to a key 🔑
Hello Poetry poets have become
Poetic instigators to me
Your imaginations stir my mind
Waking realization
My poetic side will never decline
What I have to say to you is
For sometimes I do neglect
When I am in pain
In my heart❤ I know
My friends at HP will motivate me
To sustain.
Love you guys!!!
Things are not the way
They used to be
Every new day a test
Leading up to what
Is next to see
So I pledge to press on
My daily quest
To do my best
Regardless of
What other's expect
From me
I know my Father
Has the plan
That has always
Been meant to be
 Oct 26
Being branded with shame
        While it still boils in my blood
Leaves me with cold fingers
        And vice-gripped lungs.
 Aug 7
When I was young, I wanted to change the world.

I found out it was difficult to change the world, so I tried to change my nation, Nigeria.

When I found I could not change my country, I began to focus on my city. I couldn't change the town and as an older man, I tried to change my Estate.

When I found out I could not change my Estate alone.

Now, as a man, I realize the only thing I can change is myself.

And suddenly I realize that if long ago I had changed myself, I could have made an impact on my family. My family and I could have made an impact on our town. Our impact could have changed the nation and I could indeed have changed the world.

Please no copyright
Learnfrom your self, study your self, listen to your self and do yourself, every one has a listening hear to talk to him self. Be yourself and it would help you at the long run
 Apr 29
The dark room
forgets the stars
and venus, I fished in her moons
baited the page empty
to be more mysterious

fading into the ocean
in splashes of blue, I saw you

In spring
I planted tomatoes
too close to the jalapeños
and they married

Blessed was that marriage
and fruitful, every bite
was salsa in my mouth

Dissolving spice
leaves its prints
like time clapping upwards
a granite hill

on the other side, a bridge
between dusk and dawn
rocks the wind
has flung open the doors

The sheets cannot be retrieved
lifting high into the summer air
curling out over the barren fields

blackbirds glide into view
against the darkening clouds
they toss themselves among
the fading landscape of the sky
like pepper, or my dark dusty curtains
flapping in the cross breeze
falling to pieces, quietly

The cat ran away
It's been months
since I opened a book
or felt the sun

tracks across the sky

leaving its fire behind
hiding its face
in the dark somewhere
between the stars

© Copyright naǧí August 2016
If they are with you now,

why over-thinking about them not being with you..?
Believe the present.. future will be okay..
 Dec 2022
Thomas P Owens Sr


Over time

No ,  I'm going to write everything I wanted to say
speak everything I wanted to write..
Never leave the place with unsaid feelings, emotions , words , lessons
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