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Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
Souls born precious as gold
Undoubtedly trusted
Growing nagging young and rusted
Forgetting they once were old
Think even advise will soon be sold.
We are all somewhat gone
Past virtuous innocence
In the name of renaissance
To being like abandoned carcass
Stuck in the quag of raucous
In the tombs of the dead
Where our conviction's never fed.
Like an extinct bird's inspirational song
Magnanimity hasn't visited for quite so long
We're lured to believe we are different
And that's what makes us the same
In one **** of a game
Yet not all our rules are the same
A Universe of Basilicans
Without a single-hearted preacher
A willing class of sophomores
Sadly in search of a Teacher  
Do we need to embrace even the strange
In the ****** name of change?
Or just follow prints of our forefathers
And soar with the old ostrich feathers?
Ain't no vanquisher without intentions
They say but some intentions are good
I might sound a little shroud or rude
Talk of my thoughts and questions
But from the look of every nation
Reflects a birth in a wrong generation
Remember when the world was "world"
Without boundaries of first or third?
Does thinking about it make you this sad?
Like Oscar Once Penned
"The soul is born old, but grows young.That is the comedy of life.
The body is born young, and grows old. That is life's tragedy."
...
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
...
I once had nothing and cried
to God but now that He heard
my cry and pieces are falling
back together
I'm second
guessing
myself, I'm
afraid they
could be just
gathering
just to splinter
farther apart
...
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2017
...
I never told you so
*So I never told you
...
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2017
...
I read and wrote
*I wrote and read
...
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
...
A happy face is a cheap cloth
I can always afford to wear...
what
I
hardly
can
is
the
beautiful
silk
of
a
happy
heart...
...
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
...
Never had the courage
it takes to be afraid
and I've never feared
enough to be brave
...
Ignatius Hosiana Dec 2016
...
Sometimes you need to be that person even you
doubted you'd ever be to reach those dreams that
were so far from reality and score such goals you
thought you never could... Sometimes you need
to tighten your fist of faith and beat the odds
for if you hit hard, even fate can hit the canvas...
...
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2016
...
You need not take
what you can't ingest
let alone digest...
Ignatius Hosiana May 2017
Build wings today and the next you'll be flying
for today's suffocation's tomorrow's sighing
and such is life, you either get rich or die trying
get busy living or get busy dying...
Ignatius Hosiana Oct 2017
My ***** eyes
hardly see beyond her luscious chest
I doubt after I venture her thighs**
we'll still keep abreast.
Ignatius Hosiana May 2017
Keep happy, smile...
Run your life like a Train, trust the tracks,
sometimes you have to trust the guidance of your life
for God knows why your road meanders left or right...
He's the tracks that'll see you through the day and night...
It might take a year, two or ten, it doesn't matter when
as long as you don't derail, you will reach your destination...
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2017
Build castles with the stones they throw at you,
so that the pebbles are rather stepping stones to
a much more ambient skyline of your life...
grow a wild flower out the dirt they throw at you
of such a flamboyant bloom rather than gloom,
construct a bridge with the stumbling blocks they create
then match ahead like there wasn't a speck ahead of you
and of the **** they put you through make manure
to boost the crop of your seemingly impossible dreams...
It's about you, words hurt, people hurt, dreams fail
hearts break apart and folks throw dirt
but none of these will ever affect you as long as you
never let them do, stumbling blocks are tinted bridges
pebbles are great foundations, wild flowers are as scented
as roses if only you look on the brighter side...
Build castles with the stones they throw at you and
they'll come asking how you managed to achieve
great success unaware that in breaking you they made you...
Ignatius Hosiana Dec 2016
Maybe we don't have the things we desire and appreciate
because we don't desire and appreciate the things we have...
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2015
If only there were 1000 letters in the Alphabet
I wouldn't fail to find 5 to explain my affection for you I bet
Ignatius Hosiana Oct 2017
It's not a thousand miles you should be afraid of,
It's easier to walk those than a mile away from love.
No matter how bad it hurts to stay
it always feels like the best choice on the scale of preference...
Love is the longest distance you'll ever walk,
sometimes even without barging an inch.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
The day the story of
my existence started
manacled by fate since 93
tomorrow I turn 23
Gone from a little boy
to a lad with a unique ploy
Happy Birthday to me
Someday I'll find serenity
in this insanity
midst these chains I'll be free

While at it I'll blow candles
for this courtesy humbles
Tomorrow I'm born again
to this life of pain
Someday there'll be sunshine
even if after decades of rain

I have hope...that's what matters
for better someday things'll change
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
Did you know that gold is dug and washed out of muck?
You miss a lot attaching so many strings
for the so many terms attached and conditions
just limit the talent you are likely to capture
As an intending or a yet to be business consultant
I honestly believe the inefficiency we see is resultant
and consequent to the boxes we create
thereby numbing the personnel our recruiting and selection curates
Don't get me wrong on this but even if I had a first class
I would not find joy being an employee to such an employer
seldom do our results show our capability
especially in the developing nations where our results
are usually subject to lots of questions
What I mean is I would grudgingly take up such jobs
where aspects like a master's degree is an added advantage
for to me I believe in the semi skilled, degrees and diplomas being vintage
this being the main reason I might take up a job to manage the HR
to prove to the world that today's academia doesn't define who we are
I'm not saying that if a company hires me I'll hire failures
No, all I'm saying is sometimes extremes are dangerous
like Wilde put it, too much is as bad as too little
Let's put away these archaic and very conservative measures
and emphasise aspects like talent and character strength
Not every good medical student obviously becomes a good surgeon
not even do good literature scholars turn into good authors or poets
We have to start realising that some go to places to survive
we seldom choose the places we end up in but endure to be alive
We need to be better employers to find better employees
in my company, the papers will not be as vital
as the man in the suit, let's not take life as a bible
especially in the business world where things often go strange
those greater than us adopted the basics for that was their change
we shouldn't keep walking in their footprints
We can find jungles and propagate our own path
leave our prints and set pace for the fresh dynamo to power generations
A million employers are going to miss me because of such rigidity
I've been a mediocre business student and I admit
I could not hit the pinnacle of preset peak for I had my limits
but I'm going to be one of the greatest transformers of my time
You can take this for pride or just another rhyme
someday these so called egocentric first class employers
will hire me to enlighten their classic fraternity
on the different ways we the open minded weave
our learned with the inborn to function as an entity
so to my would be employers... do not fall for the anchor heavy vitaes
neither should you be fooled by the experienced suits and ties
I'll come to knock clad in my miserable second hand shirt
with dusty shoes, with my collar sweat marred with dirt
but beware there's always more to every story than told by the cover
don't be hood winked to go picking like you'd choose a lover
to leave out the seemingly **** asset for **** liabilities
cause those predefined sample spaces omit so much abilities
destroy the box,set no boundaries to let every sailor try out their luck
business is a Sea with so much in the uncharted to see
we risk fazing out boundaries but the essence of business is ecstasy
we ain't experienced but carry a flame denied to some used embers
whose blaze can fuel success in the egoistic business chambers
We can't stick to ancien methodologies to castrate the bull
for we can set up our own modern and operational dominion
no hard feelings, I'm just an enthusiast airing his opinion
Peace, straight outta the Makerere business school.
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
The Sunrise by the Sea
And Love by the Heart
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2017
1-Promises are buds of flowers, always wait for the petals
2-One person's nothing can be another's everything
3-Sometimes what was once compatible food can turn into poison
4-Some are stop overs, others destinations, do not mistake the two...
5-Oceans of love will always bear storms, the worthy hold firm next to your palm as you battle with the sails
6-Some wounds are too deep to heal, some memories too precious for time to steal,
7-The journey home is too short in the presence of company
and no journey is longer than the lone journey home
8-The future's only more promising along with warm company
Otherwise the past is more beautiful if the future you craved is left behind
9-It's not the sky but courage to flap their wings that makes the birds fly, it takes courage to get up and get going
10-Horizon's sometimes pitch black, yet for her darkness we appreciate her mellow
11-there're so many junctions of goodbye on the roads of hello
12-Enjoy your together while you still can for you can never know where your apart happens
13-There's always the one who hurts you, who leads you to The One
14-Forgiveness is the one thing we all want to receive and never give
15-The past is always here, who can escape his own shadow stalking?
16-The road never ends, we just decide when to stop walking
17-Love never dies, futile we stop wasting time talking
18-When the rains go, you have to water the roses if you treasure their bloom
19-You have to know which gardens to water, some flowers just can't bloom
20-We all have regrets, but they're often about those things we never did
21-The letters we wrote and never sent haunt us the most, words we never had courage to say are the ghost
22-The shortest route to the pain's believing in perfection
23-The beauty of wounds is in encircling about the core of pain,
of storms is in dancing in the rain...
24-Nothing changes, all is simply the invisible that was blurred from the far of first impression
The dark side of the moon, the mask falling off, the dust on the etched washing off under the melting glacier of familiarity
25-Forever's infinity, no matter how long we walk, we never get there...
26-Where you choose to stop is your forever, it's the much you could get.
27-We can never go back, second chances are simply opportunities to experience the pain again
28-The heart will work, whether it's broken or not... it's the mind that needs fixing.
29-It's painful letting go, it's twice as painful holding on...
30-It's hard being alone and meaningless being with someone who'd rather be with someone else.
31-Losing love changes you, for better and most times for worse...
32-I should have read the signs and taken another road
33-Even if you hadn't hurt me, someone else would.
34-It wasn't all for nothing, I learnt my lessons...
35-Time heals all wounds, but not all scars.
36-I'll love again, but not as much as I loved you.
???
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
???
Would the Mice live long
if we gave Cats enough Milk
or is hunting fun?
Ignatius Hosiana Aug 2015
If we were courageous enough to lift the blame
After starting the spark to deal with the flame
If we were weak enough to fight for success
And strong enough to admit our failures
If we were blind enough to feel for others
Or had a perfect vision to be as kind as mothers
If we were hopeless enough to search and find
Or filled with hope and wisdom to be kind
If we walked slow enough to wait for the outcasts
Or ran fast enough to rescue those who hunger and thirst
If we were voiceless not to insult the defenseless
Or had loud voices to condemn the merciless
If we were too lazy to even manufacture a war glove
Or had super strength to truly make love
If we didn't have the knowledge to fly into space
And rather worked our fingers to the bone to change the world
If we only rejected people for who they are not
And accepted all of us for who we are,black or white,Afro or bald
If the entire human race in unity signed a peace note
The world would be by far a better place
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
She's Beautiful poetry, her eyes
are the blue sky hair, like a clear
night bear a sparkle of starlight
with a mind as strong as change
& a heart that's vast as the ocean.
She writes pieces as vivid as air
and deep as longtime despair.
Her character beats the fairy,
God must be her employer
for she's the perfect Angel.
*tried to tell myself
she isn't but where
on earth can one find
such perfection..? she
isn't one to be penned
because she's a grail most
won't believe exists until
they themselves set eyes
on it and probably touch it.
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
What was a doubtful *****
Is a hungry rupturing canyon
Comfortably seated 'tween you and I
What was a sweet melodic track
Is a sad relic of a lost companion
Of mine, oh my ...!
Something of a dream turned to nightmare
Spraying mists of melancholy in the air
The path we walked is some public road
And my heart hither light is now a heavy load
Maybe you didn't know that It's been twilight
Since you left,variance is slight twixt you and sunlight
I'm haunted by your being wrapped in my thoughts
Consumed in hot flames of the future I sought
I didn't realize it,I should have used my eyes
That without you there wouldn't be a sunrise
Should have waited a little longer for me
I still believe you and I were meant to be
I am the author to the end of our story
Don't have to take it but I'm sorry
Notes (optional
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
When I think about forever, only your
humble face shows up for my heart claims it can endure your smile
forever... that simple stretch that's
in between the make of closed bright
petals and a completely stretched
blossom but again I'd appreciate even an hour with you, because a single
moment with you is worth a lifetime
without you albeit the moment wouldn't be enough... but what's
enough about loving you? I can never
get enough of you...even forever
would never be enough...I'd crave
more and more of you the more I'd
take... I'd feel more thirty the more I
drink...
I only wish for an eternity
because it's the inadequate anyone
with such passion would prefer...One
that can give
me room to explore all
corners
of the volatile untapped
passion that's almost fermenting to
solid.
I love you, I do... I don't need a
lifetime
to prove it, we just deserve a
lifetime
with each other like any other
two normal lovers do albeit we don't lie within that limitation... I would ask God for infinity but then would my romantic waves still hold their strength in a
million years? Would I still love you
this much?
It doesn't matter, I don't
have infinity in my sample space,
forever's unlikely too...I'll thus make
the best of every now to cherish you, to appreciate you, to keep you cool in the
air of romance and to protect you like
the protection a tortoise gets from her shell...
and do the much I can to lend some heaven to the earthly ****
Just run to my arms for they will always be open,
this is home for you at all times and
the doors
of home are never closed to
family...
that's what you are, the leaf
that's been missing on my family tree,
the much welcome member of the
canopy. I love you more than a king
loves his throne, I even love you more
than an autocrat loves commanding. I
love you
for the lack of a better phrase
to mean I do.
I love you.
Ignatius Hosiana Oct 2015
One side of my life is alive, the other is dead
I'm walking down the road trying to upgrade
Half of me is in a light but there's darkness in my head
I can do nothing though I pity those going days without bread
While the haves just flip through those pages I've read
They never see the floods and slides cause they read about business till their eyes' red
A part of me believes that I will make it through
Yet the louder part really doubts that is true
All I've done since is cease every opportunity by the beard
Because they claim he is bald behind
Worked my finger to the bone to be kind
For besides failure, there's nothing else I've much feared
Albeit the motor of my courage keeps breaking soon as its geared
You cannot guess the number of times I ain't cried when my eyes are teared

Take it from the racer, take it from a chaser
Take it from a player or pick it from the game
Take it from the greater, even from the lesser
Yes you might be better, but you might miss a lesson

Part of me gave up sometime back, the other says hard luck
I cannot swim across that ocean, not even like the ducks
I've seen less illumination and more of the dark
My road is filled with mud puzzles,once or twice I stuck in that muck
I struggle to survive, I'll hustle till the day I arrive
I'm like the worlds most wanted, karma wants me dead
But life thinks that's fair so she wants me alive
Unless I hit the canvas I won't throw the gauntlet
I might lack tributaries, I won't run out of faith through doubt outlet
All doors seems closed, I know there's one that got me here
The race is getting tougher so the finishing line should be near
Sometimes the sky is cloudy, sometimes It's clear
Some days I'm stressed without a solution, sometimes It's bear
Yeah

Take it from racer, take it from a chaser
Take it from a player or pick it from the game
Take it from the greater, even from the lesser
Yes you might be better, but you might miss a lesson
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
Dear Father
Just because I am a girl doesn't mean I'm not human like you
I am and special, maybe more special than you
so first stop calling me names because I'm subject to my emotions
first work and buy me the necessities, the sanitary pads
before arguments about whether I smell during my periods spring
first change the system,that which promotes my rights bring
first abandon alcohol for it's the reason for the violence and fights
first realise that I am my own person with my own dreams
for we all can't be doctors, we all can't be engineers,
we all can't flow with the streams
first realise I hope to be first female President of this pearl
first recognise that time and again my hair may need a little curl
first remind my Aunt to give me the *** education
after all educating me is educating a nation
first treat mother like a human and not a *****
first think like a man and act like a woman rather than a tsunami wave
first mind about how I'm relating with my school teacher
because now is the bridge that leads to my long awaited future
first help sort out the political climate, it is too hot
Help the country be what it should be instead of expecting me to be who I'm not
first tell the insurgents and the government to put down arms
for it seems they cannot see how terribly this war thing harms
they can't see I'm ***** and bearing sceptic wounds which may never scar
first tell the fat belly friend of yours that
when I'm through with my studies I'll afford my own car
first urge the concerned to put up good schools near
so that I won't have to ride this far in the dark filled with fear
first engage in advising my school to provide us with meals
it will mean you finally understand that hunger kills
first work your fingers to the bone, don't leave it for mother alone
to provide the privilege of waking to comfortable beddings at dawn
first start believing in me as you believe in my brothers
rather than wallow in the mistakes of the forefathers
first understand me before you start pointing fingers
first get me a treated mosquito net and shoes to escape the jiggers
first do your part and I promise I will do mine
first be a father & friend then, I know everything will be fine
my brother asked me to write him one entailing threats to Girl Child Education in Africa...I hope this works
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
Our Hearts will collide and I will find reason to love again
That reason will be you, you'll teach me the sweet side of pain
I'll look at the sunsets then on but through my eyes
I'll see hope for there's little difference but direction
twixt the glow of dusk and the shine of sunrise

our words will reciprocate in the wonderful texture of hello
and we will greet each other with honest smiles
like ours won't live to savour goodbye
our bodies will magnetically bombard in embrace
our eyes will lock and like diamonds will reflect the future
to fill us with hope as we foot what's left of our miles
we will realise our palms were made for each other
our lips will be honey, with the pollen of desire
we will burn and yearn,falter and learn
you will burry your past and fade will my scars
and for the wonder of the sparkle in your eyes
there will be fault in the perfect construct of the stars
like flowers seasons will come to fade and to bloom
and I will stick through the joy and the gloom
we will drink from the adulterated cup of gossip
which poison will intoxicate us with one sip
but we won't let that permanently suffocate our amour
You will be my Queen, and I your knight in shining armour
and like magical fountains down a stream
we will sprinkle our passion and dare to dream,
in the face of melancholy we will wipe our tears
or pop a few tops off vintage wines and beers
you will be my story and I too'll be in your tale
and we will on and on narrate our escapades through ****
how we sailed over and past the waves till we found calm
it will be a floret narrative of struggles overcome
someday we'll meet and you will give a ****
I will be surprised and probably freak out
because my entire existence rests upon pillars of doubt
yet I'll give us a try without a sigh
on that fateful day that's very yet to come
you will be the aris of love that flies me high
I'll be drunk in love, contented with my addiction
and satisfied with the small room I'm given in your heart
where  I will rent without anticipating eviction
we will fight to make up, wound each other just to heal
you will get over your fears and I'll learn pride is a pill
we'll realise that albeit at times we're bad for each other
those are just the small defects present on the best deal
and we'll find reason to cherish and love each other still
because that's what happens when we find someone true
someone who means it when they say "I love you"
this happens when Hearts are meant, I'm not a prophet
how different can it be yet lovers suffer a similar fate?
Ignatius Hosiana Sep 2015
Well sometimes you realize that its on your own **** that the flies survive
And on it the cockroaches and other species are alive
Sometimes you learn that though you wish life was a fairy tale
Even it isn't cinderrella's your ****** story's all you want to tell
Some things get your eyes open and bloom gratitude
From knowing that you have earned great wisdom from Hozitude
Some people will always think they are young once
But believe me you there's always younger in every chance you have to dance
So once people throw dirt on you, just grow beautiful flowers
And when they **** on you, think of it as April showers
For with time like me you'll come to realize the moments you cry
Are the funniest stories and funkiest poems to write
You would do anything at some age, including telling God a lie
Just to have an opportunity of going back to re-try it
Some day you will know that while on the wrong roads
Like Soul, some people encounter their salvation
And satisfaction even without getting all the answers to their questions
Yes...some day, something will steal all the loads
And the funny thing is when the loneliness is gone, even a little bit
You realize that it was great company and you miss it
Sometimes you find yourself stuck in a life that's practically a torment
But hey, there's always a purpose for the joy and hurt of every moment
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
At times the little we crave
is too much
*& at times the much
is really too little
Ignatius Hosiana Oct 2016
It may take a million years*
But someday someone'll see the love beneath my tears
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2015
There's this song that played from the start
One that reminded me of you being the one
A song I hear deep down my big heart
With a melody that said "dare if you can"

There's this bird that whistles in my head
A bird with beautiful colors and feathers
One that reminds me that ain't dead
As tomb-like darkness of loneliness gathers

There's a river I cross to country from city
A river that flows over rapids and falls
One whose beauty steals my self pity
Sending impuses of hope and courage calls

There's this road you and I walked long enough
Where I pass when sad to remember how beautiful you laugh
A sonnet a day keeps loneliness away :))
Ignatius Hosiana Aug 2016
Am not asking you for a lifetime
I just need a minute, cause
a minute with you is eternity
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2016
She says I don't know how the world works
that it isn't all about believing little sparks
she says I don't know what it means to hurt
how difficult it is when love ends,harder than to start
getting detached, uprooting all the passion
is work that could necessitate a mason or ******* a person
she tells me the worst part of it is one wants
the world to understand but all one
may receive are boos and chants

she says loneliness is a road she's trodden
and company an untrustworthy horse she's ridden
that she prefers to be alone than to risk her shards
she knows better to savour silence than trusting words
she says had I arrived a little bit earlier in her life
she could have considered ,had I come before her strife
she says she crumbled enough times before
so doubting is something she can't be sorry for
people are like the tides, she says they call for doubt
for moments come, tides wash in and tides wash out
she says she's tired of being rolled about
she's ensuring she makes decisions that count
no more taking chances or making choices in haste
she says she no longer has a tear to waste

she is in my arms speaking right above my beat
and I am tranquillised as I listen to her bit by bit
wondering if I can have her dark life lit
Despair is deep, could I pull her out that pit
can I change the cacophony in her mind into a euphony
can I synthesise the strings in her heart to make a symphony?
she says every music in her life quickly fades away
that its harmony only lasts hours if a day
they all appear with promise to last a century
but as soon as their feet step her temple, her sanctuary
the build dies from the beat instrument at a time
trombone, trumpet infesting its rhythm and rhyme

she says the world has been a repleted void
that has cost her so much she couldn't avoid
so I choose to listen to her silence not her clamour
and guess what she's saying all along,
once more someone has broken past her armour
and she wants to give it one last shot
What she isn't saying is she's tired of safe,the sure thing boat
she wants to set sail out once again in the stormy sea
maybe going past the storms is the adventure,the view to see
maybe this could be the arrow that hits the mark
her concern is she wants to try out her luck
because she's holding me tight and it feels right
may be this is the dawn that lasts on and on
what she isn't saying is she wants to be my own

cause if she doesn't try she may never find
I grab her firmer on reading her mind
because only I knows how long I've waited
for someone to dance with the never ending song
that's what true love is,I see it in her eyes
that she and I have found a beat that never dies
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2016
There was a part of me that thought this
Could go on till infinity
A part that wanted to stay locked in your arms
There was a part that believed we'd always find answers
To always mend the cracks and keep enjoying the charms
There was that part that kept hoping above all hopes
That the heartbeat of our affection never stops
That part that endured the thorns of roses
And your conundrumous tantrums in doses
One that wished we wouldn't run out of second chances
It was responsible for all those backward glances
There was a part that believed would keep reigniting the spark
No matter how cold the shoulders you gave us*
*But then there was another that saw darkness in our spark
An end in our start,pain in our gain
And fatal loneliness in our company
That at her inception our love had died
There was that part that felt how breathless we were
One that saw us on feeders even while still on tar
A side that always knew we wouldn't last
A side I loathed and didn't trust
One that prophesied like all metals so would our passion rust
No matter how strong we believed that ours true it was
However hard we evaded the looming wars

And now there's this part, that sends voices
Through the cracks in the scanty shards
Consequent to your goodbye and other choices
That still believes in us,this part says we have to try
That even if it makes us cry
what are tears
but a colourlessness liquid that will dry?
This part wants another journey with you
This part doesn't know Alphabet, it places I right next to you
This part sounds quite convincing
I think all along you've been the something missing
Precedent to the hollow emptiness in my heart
Come back, let's hurt each other again
After all even apart I'm lonely and it drives me insane
And I get more mad seeing you wallow in the mire of pain
Maybe hurt is a constant but we can
introduce variables to outweigh the aches
Come back,stop asking why it all went wrong
We will never know, maybe we was too weak or strong
Can't stand my mind saying you're my Exe
While another part of me thinks you a part of me
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2016
Sometimes I wonder why I just keep running
running to the future through this present and back to the past
running from the best, the fair and even the worst
running from anything, from everything, from nothing
I'm always running, while awake, and in my dreams
my feet flowing faster than the waters in the streams
I run shouting at the top of my voice like I got no choice
but not a single soul has ever heard all my silent screams
I'm always running away from the enemies and friends
from hate and love, from beginnings and ends
I'm running from everyone and sadly to no one
I'm running and I can't seem to put a distance in between
because I'm running from nothing else but myself...
I don't know when I quit the running... I can't tell when I'll be exhausted
but what I know is I'm running and running and running
I'm running in my mind heart and soul
you won't trace perspiration upon my face
and I'm running because my pathetic
life is one **** of a ******* race
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
She's the Mona Lisa of modern times
for her beauty rhymes
with nature
she's got a stature
that dims the orange dawn
she's the cyclone that ***** you in
a war for a fall you can't win
everybody loves and hates her
she's an earthly Angel
and every heart that
catches a glimpse of her falls
and bruises hard
a blossom that attracts affection
she's so close to perfection
I loved her beyond
what I could explain
I explained more than
she could believe...
she's a lovely Pal
an expensive jewel
a Duchess 'd receive from an Earl
she's a Pearl...
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2015
All she wanted was someone to love
She had a big heart a good guy would deserve
She needed someone to bathe her in moonlight
She dreamed of warmth in chilly twilight
She prayed for someone to see her beauty
Someone to honestly love her, not out of pity
She wanted strong loving arms to lift her soul
She wanted the beach, a couple's stroll
She wanted to look back at her footsteps in the sand
Wanted someone who makes her heartbeat a band
She prayed for cupid to lift the magic wand
And find her one who'd understand her mind
She dreamed of touring the vast seas and oceans
One to share the warm dawn rays through her bedroom curtains
She wanted her story to flourish like flowers in paradise
She wanted one who'd wipe the tears in her hazel eyes
One who would tell only truth and no lies
She wanted someone to stay by her side until she dies
And since the universe had none, day after day
She wrote a novel and her perfect man was there
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
I want to trend
Not in modern but in the good ancient my friend
I want a candle; candles up an earthen chandelier
I'm tired of the tick tack of the modern switch
I want the moon and stars like life was earlier
I'm done with bulbs which when old start to twitch
I want a type writer to capture what I write in my book
I'm tired of computers where all I do's Facebook
I want to revert to the quiet life of my ancestors
I want the warmth of watching the stars
I want to eat beef steamed in Earthenware
Beef with the touch of smoke and of love and care
I'm tired of the modern meat whose source is never clear
I want a meal served hot on her knees complemented by millet beer
I want a home, a real home with an artful grass thatched house
A traditional home with a hound for me and a cat in case of any Mouse
I'm fed up of the modern roofs which roast as if we're pork
I want an affair that's free of silly social media talk
I want a place she and I can have peaceful evening walks
And her eyes not having to watch out for cars
I want someone simple enough to pride in her scars
Open and proud of her weaknesses,one laughter sincerely chokes
I want someone whose thighs will be warm hidden
Someone who won't dare do the forbidden
Not one who'll go at dusk and return at dawn
I want not a queen for that will make me her ****
Someone who'll give me a massage,not send me to the parlors
One who's content and natural, not painted in colors
Who’ll together with me do laundry, not a laundry machine
I want someone who'll be contented with the little beard on my chin
I want a life like that of my grand father
Small family, moderate success, a wife who isn't a bother
I want a simple life that will give even my enemies peace
I want Africa; I want a bit of my heritage, just a piece
I want that life frozen in sphinx and sculpture
I want to busk in the glory of African culture
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
I came across a splendid poem today and wondered
if by thinking I was good enough I had totally blundered
I read a piece that made my pieces look half baked
One quite perfect my micro confidence she did affect
I read her chronological lines now I reflect
eyes opened to room for improvement I had staked
I read a piece that hounded my ego in proof I ain't a pro
claiming I have learning to do and a million miles to go,
comically weaved in her humour and philosophical satire
which lent her glitters of stars and glisten of sapphire
she blew me louder than the whistle of an experienced umpire
and hit the mark, fitting my mind better than my tailored attire
I read a concoction which made me rethink
for to my seemingly scented pieces she lent a stink
now I realise I have to reconsider the broth I cook
wonder the time to pen she took plus the multitude she really shook
uncomfortable in silent deafening solitude whilst I contemplate
whether to declare my admiration or disguise it in hate
for this poem I construed and wished it were me who wrote
one entrancingly put, breathtaking and celestially thought
she was bitter sweet with the tranquillity of tequila
a piece as captivating as a Hadley Chase Thriller
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
A day buried in
Gloom of torment from blanket
Thick promise of rain
Still learning the style :D
Comments as welcome as a storm in **** :))
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
You showed me much affection
I gave you the key to my secret section
Unlocked, you exposed every weakness inside
Quenched all the thirst for love in my heart
Soothing each and every bit of past hurt
You read every page of my story, had nothing
to hide
All I dreamed was a moment called forever
That's why I promised I'd never say never
In the end you took the normal turn
Set me on fire and watched me burn
It's useless listening to your "Sorry”
Too long and often I've heard that story
I miss the freedom of my solitary cell
Like a snail, alone protected by my shell
I've given up ever finding all I've desired
From active emotional duty I finally retired
Notes (optional)
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
I've cried
Till my tears dried
I've tried
I've loved you
Wished you knew
Confessed to you
Rejected by you
Driven mad
I've grown sad
It's been hard
Picking every shard
Wounded
I've been bandaged
Nearly healed
But the scars re-open
I should have forgotten
Yet even my strong shield
Keeps cracking open
I've been to the track
For a fresh start
I've dared to race again
Been soaked in the storm
Trying to wash my pain
I've peeped at my tomorrow
And all I've seen is sorrow
I've tried to find another dawn
To find a good life on my own
I've tried to walk away from that past
To chew bones before my teeth rust
Placed my tongue in love and ****
Twixt those two none I could trust
I've tried to find my feet and move
To shed the heavy mud on my shoes
I've tried to pick and choose
But now I realize you are everything
Without you I'm really nothing
You are the road I want to walk
The voice I want to hear talk
You are my only choice
We were Klark and Loyce
You the reflection to the future
You were my Love tutor
You were my every dream
Pure water stream
So please come back home
Save me this doom dark heavy storm
You have been perfect at being a friend
But I don't believe it was our end
I'm to blame for wrecking our story
Ours was a road shared
I know you're scared
And I'm really sorry
Give me another chance
The final dance
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
I wouldn't have sweated myself wet
I wouldn't tell how softly eyes spoke
I wouldn't know my soul was cleansed
I wouldn't really tell lips had taste
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know there was sacrifice in trust
I wouldn't even have one single clue
I wouldn't know love could feel so true
I wouldn't know the long "true" could last
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know how to hold my breath
I wouldn't know excess "we" could suffocate
I wouldn't know like life love has death
I wouldn't do a thing to ameliorate
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know how badly goodbye hurt
I wouldn't know even memories could thrill
I wouldn't know how empty single could feel
I wouldn't know there was "end" to every "start"
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't know that time could heal
I wouldn't  lose the strength to hold on
I wouldn't know that my pride was a pill
I wouldn't shuffle my feeble feet to move on
If it weren't for you
I wouldn't wake up from a love loss trance
I wouldn't imagine you and I in another dance
I wouldn't dare give you a second chance
If weren't for you
Notes (optional)
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
It's not about the number of poems
I make but about touching
hearts of those in need of
an invisible hand and
about
improving
the quality
of my touch...
So I'd rather
have one piece touch 1000 souls
than a 1000 pieces that won't
send out even a single ripple
to the million limpid hearts...
I'm all about squeezing a smile
out of those hardened by grief
subsequently finding self relief
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
I'd see you in the last rays of dawn
tightly clutching curtains that ain't your own
in the wildflowers of seeds carelessly thrown
and untended to yet successfully in bloom,tenderly grown
I'd feel you in the hearts of the brave
in the uncertainty of the beautiful future I crave
and I guess you are the red pigment on soils in my waiting grave
for I'd even catch your stench in perfumed armpits after a shave
I'd see you hide within crevices on broken pieces
in the sighs held betwixt lovers kisses
the beautiful scores and near misses
the painful boils, greeting teeth and the winces
I'd see you everywhere, in the whole and them shattered beyond repair
in dreams and nightmare,in the rattling despair
flying in the jovial wind and floating on melancholic air
glued to the nervy moments sensing a stalker's stare
I'd catch a glimpse of you in the falling leaves
detect you in the ear that eves and heart that grieves
interred in all from toe bones to the heaving ribs
above a vengeful heartbeat and one which forgives
I'd be with you when the sun loses her place in twilight
you were in the picturesque patterns of starlight
in the ambiant flooding moonlight at midnight
in the game of my life, you were the highlight
you were something on the brain, a lull for my pain
the cleansing for every stain, the beauty of a sand grain
the inspirational cry midst deafening thunderbolts in storming rain
a hesitation, a refrain that uncabled me off the bandwagoned train
I'd feel you flow in my blood and let you on without question
my ascertion remains you were a cherished obsession
for I felt you in each cardiovascular expansion and contraction
a concoction of high addiction, a necessity for every occasion
Ignatius Hosiana Sep 2015
I hate to think that someday I'll be no more
I hate to believe its the only tunnel to immortality
I loathe that the uncertainty is quite normal
And that never seeing you again is a possible eventuality
Because without you in it, it wouldn't be an after life
You have made this life a comfort midst the thorns
You have been my hook up every impossible cliff
The joy and the unbreakable strength in my borns
I fear to admit after my last breath I may never see this, your face
It's the most fascinating sunset I've seen throughout my journey
It's something I wish I find in Heaven or ****, whichever place
If I hadn't met you I'd still believe the sweetest element is honey
I cannot stand leaving your smile curved downward
Yet that has to happen on my last goodbye
How can sadness be the ultimate and final reward
That everyone gives their soul mate when the time comes by?
I think I would want to kiss your lips in paradise after a million years
And to see you again after I'm gone, I'd cry a trillion tears
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
when
I
argue
it
becomes
the
talk
when
I
talk
it
becomes
an
argument
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
You've healed me in more ways than any drug could...
sealed most of the cracks on my broken heart
without leaving spaces like an artist does fine pottery
you've freed my chains and rescued me from self-slavery
but still stretched and touched the depths none could ever reach...
restored the courage that I once possessed...
and made a man out of that little boy I was
I'm a knight in shining armour overcoming my wars
because of you, you've showed me the roads I never knew existed
exposed a spectral beauty of the world I could never see
and rescued me from totally drowning in fantasy
You've helped reality and I come to terms after a long time
and seasoned my happy poems with spices of rhythm and rhyme
you've helped me cross the many unstable bridges
and to the broken doors of opportunity nailed new and stronger hinges
you've brought an aura of peace to my soul, the moon and the stars
I'm bleeding naught in love for most of my wounds are scars
you've loved me even better than my mother did
firmly held my hand and led me out of the dark caves I was hid
and propagated a light finer than all illumination,even the sun
you've given me wings and even cautioned me not to burn
like Icarus did fatally flying too close to the magnetic sun
you've taken my heart, filled every canyon and gaping hole
and I'm remorseful for believing the broken don't whole
you've showed me kindness above the good Samaritan level
connected the island I was to the landmass of your affection
and kicked out the cold of loneliness with warmth and real attention
like no one could,above all you've fostered my survival
you've heard the loud whimper in the silence of my shout
and answered my questions beyond the point of doubt
you're the Angel even those in paradise wish they can be
sadly the universe and destiny sit right between you and me
albeit I can't savour your seemingly sweet scent, my heaven sent
you have always felt closer to me than any attire of mine
for your kindness sparkles brighter than any star will ever shine
and you're beyond the normal lass in any lad's dream
yet this isn't close to being the reason I love you,creme del a creme
my love for you is beyond the measure of human reasons
beyond mortal seasons, and what's more?my love's incapable of treason
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2015
I lost my phone,I lost me and I lost her number
Sad it was a great friendship but it couldn't last till December
*So addicted to losing that I no longer feel the pain
I cannot wait, I believe I will lose someone again
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
I wish someone had
told me to stay away
from poetry
I wish I had
known it's an addiction
that won't let me rest
I wish someone had
showed me another way
to get burdens off my chest
besides dumping the shards
sealed in bags of vocabulary,
I wish I hadn't fallen
too deep in love
to find solace in words
for this sums up how much
my addiction rewards
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