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Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
Deadly wheel
Entrapping
Sometimes
Tough and weak
Individuals
Not only
You and I
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
We could have hiked Mt.Happily ever after
And probably swam in Lake Laughter
We would have flown in hope airways
If you didn't change your ways
We would have toured inspiration springs
We would have exchanged vows and rings
I could have made a great bride
But now that you've wounded my pride

Just witness destruction in paradise
Witness the change of the paradigm
See for yourself with your own eyes
You was no Angel but devil in disguise

We might have been quite imperfect
Something about which we didn't care
But we still tried to reach there
While we kept our mutual respect
Our affair was a race to reckon
A corn which haters tried to peck on
We could have changed the trend
I don't believe that it really was the end

So witness destruction in paradise
Witness the change of the paradigm
See for yourself with your own eyes
You was no Angel but devil in disguise

You left me with a deadly kind of freedom
A kind that chains the soul in a prison
You crippled the feet I could use to start again
So I'm constantly flying on cloud nine
Totally fooled my heart to believe you was mine
Only to drop it from high, causing more pain

Witness destruction in paradise
Witness the change of the paradigm
See for yourself with your own eyes
You was no Angel but devil in disguise

It could have been a better story than cinderella
During the rains would have been your umbrella
The hugs and kisses were worthwhile
We could have gone longer than the Nile
That's why I can't believe you've forgotten
Yet within me It's no where near rotten
Could have shared with the world our paradigm
We could have had a pyramidic paradise

Witness destruction in paradise
Witness the change of the paradigm
See for yourself with your own eyes
You was no Angel but devil in disguise
It's a reggae song I just composed
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2016
I envy how much I love you?*
& so much wish I were loved
that much too.?
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2015
And Death knocked at my door and asked if I was ready with my Coffin
"Coffin for what?",I asked
"It will be your roof to save you the rain",Death replied.
Have you come with some morphine?",It was my turn to ask.
"Morphine?", said death in confusion.
Yes,Morphine, I'm not going down without a fight so by the time I hit the canvas you'll need it to soothe the pain
No, I wasn't ready for a fight",Death sighed, guess you'll have to die another day.
I'm inspired by people who battle cancer, It's ******* them just incase you haven't seen one
Ignatius Hosiana Feb 2016
I wish I was the same as most I've come across
It's demanding being different, it's a cross
I wish I could just easily lie in their face
that I love them yet in my Heart they have no place
I wish I could turn off my humanity
for I hear our species is free until it's needed by humanity
I wish I could lightly promise to walk the extra mile
I wish I could be both angry and still hold a smile
I wish I could quickly forget how much I care
how often they promised they'll always be there
I wish I could just ignore their betrayal
and do the same rather than hurt being loyal
I wish I could find a sword of treachery to stub their back
to laugh with them and abandon them in the dark
I wish I could treat them the same
without a single grain of guilt and shame
I wish I was like them but sadly I'm different
I struggle to find the spot and seal every dent
before it's become the rift that tears us apart
and no matter how wrongly they
treat me I happily hold them at Heart
I believe their lies ignoring caution from their eyes
I see the best in people in the face of the worst
Faith and great hope midst their raised dust
and love them unconditionally like it's a must
I still ignore their glares of smoking disgust
I wish I was different but I'll always be my person
I wish I could dissolve in their fatal fashion.
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2016
You take credit for my poem
You've stolen my emotions,
my heart,my hurt and my notions
But you deny yourself the opportunity
Of being you for with my poems
It's me,whether it's your name
Underneath or above
Write your own, write something you deserve
For plagiarism is climbing a mountain from above
Try the slopes, hold to your hopes
Listen to that voice inside
One day you might become a poet
I wasn't one either
But stealing someone else's didn't get me here.
Ignatius Hosiana Aug 2016
Am a lost pearl wallowing
underneath the mire of a romance
gone bad, but whoever finds
that pearl, whoever pushes the
healing hand beyond the sheath
of doubt will find the treasure
lying there, for in the pit of
desolation looms a great
treasure, a breath taking
Discovery.
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2015
A man who hasn't ventured thinks you risk falling off the Horizon by walking close to the edge of the world,travellers know that It's merely setting new limits & curvature.
Do
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
Do
not be afraid
of big dreams...
but
lack
of
courage
to
dream
big
Do
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
Do
Your part,
ask,pray and let the gods
do theirs
Ignatius Hosiana Feb 2017
She was a north star that found my bearing
and got me going right ahead
she was strong wings that got me soaring
she was every praise I should have said

She was a tight door I had to open
she was strung up inside her head
she was light far up, kept me hoping
that there was some life inside my dead

Now she's a devil that haunts my nights
now she's the wind that blows out my lights
she's a demon I shouldn't have trusted
but it was worthwhile, while it lasted
Though we done, not dusted


she was the same road I had to follow
and the destiny that I led
she was the presence that filled my hollow
and her fragrance lingered in my bed

She was the stranger that turned friend
the only promise of love I had
a friendship too bitter to end
you should have seen the laughter shed

*Now she's a devil that haunts my nights
now she's the wind that blows out my lights
she's a demon I shouldn't have trusted
but it was worthwhile, while it lasted
Though we done, not dusted
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
I know you are fine
but I really need some proof
from your haikus
Hope she's as fine
as I imagine she is
it hurts missing her
Ignatius Hosiana Aug 2023
Do not read it, you will not like this book, it speaks about your pain,
It reveals your scars, the ones you don't want us to see,
It tells how lonely you are and happy you used to be.
You will not like the reminder that you once really believed in love,
That your heart was a beautiful castle, this book calls it rubble.
Its pages will unfold like the layers of your forgotten dreams,
Revealing the cracks where hope once happily lived .
You'll find remnants of the light that used to dance in your eyes,
Now muffled by the cello tape of countless goodbyes.
This book is a mirror to the cold nights you spend alone,
When only the stars see your tears, and onto your groans the moonlight shines.
and her light sings the melodies of your shattered symphony,
The tune of heartbreak and bittersweet agony.
The stories it holds will reopen the septic you've concealed,
The wounds that time tried really hard but miserably failed to heal.
In these pages, you'll meet the demons you've known,
As the pain within you is a dynamite waiting to be blown.
this book will drug you deeper into the labyrinth of your past,
Aren't you, exhausted from trekking the same miles when you've just washed off the dust?
this book brews with the wrecking storms thought to have passed...
Do not read this book, it will drive you insane...
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
give
your
heart
to
anyone
or
anything
unless
they
are
worth
your
hurt
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2018
worry so much about life, ultimately... every piece falls in its own place.
It's rough sometimes, it's sad when life doesn't play by your rules
but at such time you gotta remember that
even against rocks, rapids and falls, against violent fountains,
going with the flow is what helped the river find the ocean
where the waters are more Peaceful and calm...
Ignatius Hosiana Feb 2016
I do...I miss you...
I just don't want to say it
over and over
it maybe be disturbing
Cause I miss you with
Every Heartbeat that goes by
With every breath and every sigh
I miss you more than Sun misses the sky
In the night
And Sky, her light
aware that the moon and stars will never be enough
Ignatius Hosiana Feb 2016
The drums of change are sounding
the willing Hearts no longer astounding
Yes,change has taken longer than we wished
and in that gap there's so much for which we've wished
the dreams we once had and forced to kiss goodbye
the unemployed and poor loitering,
orphaned Children as they cry
Little wonder we all want to partake what change is offering
We've seen them all over the streets, the black mambas
Yet that won't deter us from turning up in numbers
I only have one vote, so do you and remember
the warmth of dawn in the night unless you light an ember
can't be felt, so play wisely with the hand you're dealt
Don't waste that vote, unless you
do trying to make our country better
You have seen with your own naked eyes
How many a mother helpless in an abandoned hospital lies
you have once or twice hit a *** hole & hurt your waist
heard promises every other term but nothing happened
Be glad a new door has finally opened
You still have the key to change, a vote you shouldn't waste
Try change, conservatism has but failed
Nothing changes, trust me if nothing changes
don't be the reason why even future generations are jailed
Don't sell your vote unless they are paying a generation
don't listen to their prattles and unclear history narration
let them not throw jargons such as enclave
and in excitement you make your country their slave
the time is now, you have one vote don't waste it
We've seen them before, the black mambas
We're not afraid anymore, we shall turn up in numbers
this is the road to a new beginning and we shall walk
enough is enough, we no longer have time for mere talk
my vote is the seed for the future shed of a palm tree
For God,for God,for God and my country
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2019
Never give up on a dream that fought for you
and never fight for a dream that gave up on you...
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2023
These dreams have a price, it's you to choose how you pay,
You can give the gold of silence, burying your desires deep,
Or the late-night silver, for endless pursuit trading sleep,
Or the nickel of patience, a virtue to withstand the wait.

You can offer a pound of resilience, a currency unyielding and true,
For when challenges arise, it's one of those things that gets you through,
To forge ahead and bring the imperceptible to view.
Or you can pay with the copper coin of dedication.

An emerald of courage is acceptable, bravery to face each daunting choice,
Venturing into the unknown, silencing fear and finding your voice.
There's the sapphire of perseverance, a gem of unwavering determination,
To persist in the face of adversity, continuing despite dissuasion.

The diamond of belief, a gem that sparkles with unwavering trust,
In yourself, in your dreams, in the belief that the climb is a must.
You can pay for your dreams with the ruby of sacrifice,
For grander aspirations, some things you relinquish.

The opal of wisdom, platinum of passion, the bronze of ambition,
To aggressively strive for eminence, emerald of kindness,
Choose your currency as you please, their value is vast,
For in the currency you choose lies the key.
Ignatius Hosiana Aug 2017
The waves have washed me far from where I belong
I think I can't remember who I was...
I will always be gone for so long
but time and again still find the shores...
I miss doing my poems everyday, just too busy for it...
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
I only endure the pain of missing you
and knowing I can't hug you because
I can't eat these miles twixt you and I
neither can I drink the vast Ocean dry

I bear the ache of yearning to hug you in vain
because the feeling is mutual, you feel my pain
it hurts like a boil but there's not much I can do
I guess it's the price I have to pay for loving you

and unlike the rest we no longer doubt our intension
so I ignore millions often gazing with clear admiration
blooming in their eyes, cause you'll always be my inspiration
and I'm determined to bear, no matter the duration

for you walked in when none was brave enough to dare
you broke down the walls I had built, with honest love and care
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
Luck's not when the *****
too start to lay and hens to crow
No,that's a miracle...
Luck's when all the eggs laid by the hens you adequately fed
hatch after incubation...
Take charge of your drive...
focus on the wheels...
Luck's a hitcher you give lifts
on your way to success
she tends to walk with miracle..!
Ignatius Hosiana May 2016
It ***** that I miss you,
it hurts that I never ever had a chance to kiss you
wait a minute, can't believe it...
I haven't forgotten your number,not even a digit
it angers realising I'm no longer the comics on your thread
the best Facebook posts and tweets you read
I doubt I'm in your heart when you evicted me from your head
it ***** that I'm no longer that call you lust for at daybreak
the ears that listened to your endless lamentations
the ocean where you channelled your tears when you had a headache
miss being the lad you confide in your outrageous contemplation
I'd go back if you could return to the lady you used to be
sacrificing much of this present cause you mean lots to me
I miss the jolly girl who had big dreams and hated reality
that you changed is a travesty with utmost fatality
you were that lass who understood and explored my despair
the only mortal who'd see the invisible stair
up my utopian architectural castles hanging in the air
whatever happened so much so that you hardly even care
you're far albeit I tried to keep us as close as it once was
but the more I kept knocking the tighter you locked the doors
it hurts that I didn't manage to let you know what lies in my heart
can't imagine anyone else loving me without ripping me apart
it's sad that you'll never get to know the comfort you brought
and the courage with which I rowed when we were in the same boat
you locked me out and walked singly into the dawn
say for the lack of a better word you termed us apart "alone"
yet now you pride in company of your own
with a bevy of beauties who kicked me off my throne
if I'd known that we'd drift before the epilogue
I would have said goodbye to your charm at our prologue
it hurts that you don't know that it hurts missing you
it hurts but there's nothing much I can do
I can't return to the past that is clearly lost
neither can I cast out your spell fingers crossed...
for I'm still crazily in love with the one I can't have
drowning in these tumultuous thoughts barely alive
hanging on a thread and hoping I survive
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
The once healthy tree
Withered with the scarcity
Time help wasn't free
For Donna, Angelica and ... I've forgotten the third person, these people taught me this style :))
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2017
Dying is silence
Living is a voice
Dying is dust
Living is a muck
Dying is the end
Living the betwixt
Dying is solace
living is a battle
Dying is a ship
Living is her shuttle
Dying is the object
Living is a shadow
Dying is a destination
Living is the journey
Dying is a night
Living is the moon
Dying is the dusk
Living her mellow
Dying is the answer
Living a question we never ask
Dying is everything
That makes living feel like nothing
as Dying is a must
Living is a choice
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2023
Gently she raised her dress, revealing where the axe struck the tree,
"Here, a forest once thrived," she whispered solemnly,
Then came the scars, pathways for plastics to reach the sea,
Regret's sewage flowing through springs, an unwanted decree.

Landmines left pockmarks on her face, remnants of war's blight,
Awaiting the innocent, seeking to maim and to ignite,
Deep incisions from perilous landslides, a haunting sight,
A testament to the struggles endured day and night.

She revealed the melting snow, beckoning an avalanche of change,
Witnessing a road where an unsightly swamp once held its range,
Broken ships and skeletons, remnants left estranged,
Abandoned in the depths, hidden in ocean's grange.

Finally, she pointed to the scorching sun with teary eyes, "It didn't burn so fiercely until this heart carried its demise."
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
was here before us...
How
shall
we
leave it,
better
or
worse?
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
"You are at the end of my fingertips"*
the cherished itch between my flesh and nail
that I giggly scratch and the blood of loneliness drips
sealing all the hugs and kisses to send them by mail

you are the lashes to my eye, minced to my pie
and days without you lost their right of count
for no matter how busy I keep and hard I try
the sizzling thoughts of you never fade, they don't

If you were the bible I would read all the verses
if you were the ocean I would explore every corner
if you were soccer I would make complete passes
and if you were near I know I wouldn't be a loner

those are the echoes consequent to my silent heart's screams
for you are a choice I would make even in my dreams
First Line From
"Your Song is not For Me"
Aeerdna
Ignatius Hosiana Dec 2016
The Moon came between the sun and Earth
Karma came between our emotions and us
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2016
I don't love the way you deserve
or
you don't deserve the way I love...
Ignatius Hosiana Aug 2016
Destiny's like ******* and
Life the Game of ***...
you may delay but can't
stop what's fated to ***...
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2017
Are crevices through which people crawl in to hurt you*
And detaching oneself is self inflicting the hurt.*
We are dammed to either suffer loving
or suffer hurting in desolation.
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2018
One of the hardest things in his life was explaining why he loved her,
it was like trying to explain the taste of water...
You know it, you feel it, you cherish it, but just can't place the right words...
the depth of his affection for her shallowed the ocean,
it was too deep even for him to understand how he got himself into such an endless abyss,
never the less, he would fall even deeper for her,
if he could do it all over again for she was worth every pain.
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2019
If you can't love me enough to let him go love me enough to let me go.
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2015
When I said I Love you,I wanted the world to hear
And being my world sinorita,I whispered it in your ear
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
I've wasted enough 'nows' thinking about tomorrows
Just as I've wasted bandages nursing my sorrows
I've thrown away every opportunity that knocked
I built a fortress and in it my poor heart is locked
I've wasted Handkerchiefs wiping tears, It's time to laugh
Sacrificed a million faith , and enough is enough
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
Alphabet
is
not
necessary,
I
only
need
U
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2015
We spent trillions of time searching for love
And forgot It's a product of patience and peace
We wasted years contemplating what we'd have
Whether awaiting us was sorrow or bliss

Atrophied centuries trying to overcome fear
Rather than welcome it and with it learn to live
We followed from behind so that they wouldn't see a tear
And we would have no long explanation or fake smiles to give

We used the lonely routes for none could be trusted
But walked armed incase anybody showed up
We waited for our trumpets to be blown till they rusted
Like the entire universe and Galaxy was having a nap

Until we actualized that pain and risk is the essence of living
None of our wrinkles were from smiles but grieving
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2016
An Author is as good as his Editor
*a poet as good as his emotions
Ignatius Hosiana Mar 2016
I wanted to pluck a flower for her but fear told me when it wilts
I'd be burdened by untold guilt
I wanted to deal her maximum pleasure
doubted she'd deal with the sweet pain of plunging to the hilt
to construct her a high and strong Trojan sanctuary
to protect her fragile heart through every hour
when I realised walls would mean solitude built
I wanted to build her bridges for a global adventure
but I feared it might turn to be the white bull to Europa
I wanted to forever write her poems with rhyme
but my vocabulary was fading so fast with time
I wanted to walk with her till the end of the road
albeit every extra mile was a tiring load
I wanted to pluck feathers and build her wings
so that I could see what view her presence in the sky brings
but I feared she would fly too close to the charming sun
lured by it's fatal beauty and burn like Icarus,Daedalus' son
I longed to see her smile like there was no sadness
and I embraced the feeling even if it was utter madness
I wanted to hear her talk even when I cherished her silence
to shut my eyes and store her scenic ambiance
I wanted to free her in the heavy chains of my chocking passion
and always watch how she gracefully soars the skies of my cage
I wanted her name in my love story on each and every page
starting with once upon a time until the last on the edge
as two olduns breathing the air and drinking sweet wine of  old age
I longed to sit with her in space and go
wherever it settles when she shyly spins the globe
desired to decorate her presence like the dangling ring on her ear lobe
I wanted us to swim in the shoreless deep Oceans
among the sharks to shield her from their gnawing rage
I wanted to employ her, her duty being mothering
our children with care and her undivided attention
and wages would be gold standard breath taking affection
I wanted to be her breath when she can't respire
to incinerate her heart with romance and fires of desire
I wanted the world to be a serene paradise
for the calm and innocence of her soul,evident from her eyes
and though it's hard to concede that I'll never express what lies within
I can't move the vast Oceans and Seas that sadly lie inbetween
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2016
The smallest of dreams are dreams
albeit it costs nothing to dream big
Ignatius Hosiana Feb 2017
I told you not to pardon me
cause I couldn't let you count on me
but you put every bet on me against all odds...
I told you to hide your soul
instead you gave me heart mind and all
I told you I was a thorny road
you walked it bare footed
wincing at every *****
believing that right ahead things would change...
I told you I was a broken Eagle
but you believed you could fix my wings
I was a volcano waiting to erupt
you wasn't afraid of the larva, thought you could adapt
I told you I was splinters
and you started picking up the pieces
I told you I was hell
and you said you wanted to dance with my demons
When I revealed that I knew not how to dance
you said life's a lesson and you would be my teacher
"What if the song of our affection ends?"
I questioned with the belief that love's just a word
but you assured me that we would keep dancing
even after the song's gone silent...
because that's what real love's do
or at least we would dance until you found all the shards.
I told you I was a labyrinthine jungle
and you right away took adventures in my wild
even when I told you I was a wrecked ship lost at sea
you said that'd you'd find me free from the ecstasy
of this perilous world...
I told you I was a desert ...
but you were okay with sand and sweat
even thirst didn't scare you away
I told you I was a thunder-storm waiting to rain
malady and you said you've known such kind of pain,
you've withered storms that left you Ocean wet
so it wouldn't hurt playing in the rain again...
I said I was a wilting rose
and right away you started watering my hopes
with tender sprinkles of care
and weeding out despair
with endless promises to always be there...
I told you I was frozen inside and incapable of loving
and you said you'd place me in your warm embrace
and bare the icy chill for eternity
if that's what it took to melt the snow...
I told you I was all wounds and painful scars
you responded with "I know..."
and you said even Angels are not perfect...
I told you I had nothing but me to give
and you told me I was everything you always wanted
I tried not to believe
but I was enchanted...
I said I loved you not because you said it too
or because I ran out of excuses
but because it was true...
and because I was tired of pushing away
those gifting me a second chance...
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2017
Hopes to find love
Everyone
*Loves to find hope
Ignatius Hosiana Dec 2016
Is fed up of you dominating my stories and rhymes
what they don't know is they've heard nothing yet
and I feel foolish at times
but you are a theme I can't forget
Ignatius Hosiana Aug 2016
Said I'd find love again
Nobody mentioned the
reoccurrence of the pain

That's why I will
love Nobody forever.
*only Nobody is worth
the sacrifice
Ignatius Hosiana May 2015
There are no answers
In these stanzas
Neither incarnation
Nor inspiration

No soothing word
No good, no bad
Not a single joke
Or remedy for block

There's no sweetener
Like a listener
But there's no ear
Around here

There's no room for hate
No time to contemplate
Otherwise I'd write
Perfectly to evade spite

Believe me you there's no time
Not enough to sweetly rhyme
Yet I have always tried
Rather than shy away and hide

There's no solid hope
But I refuse to stop
The top gets higher
Yet I refuse to tire

There's no peace
Not a single piece
Not a single soul is
Finding total solace

There's no tomorrow
It isn't assured
No permanent joy or sorrow
No deep wound scar-less cured

Everything is nothing
Anytime is no time
Everywhere there's crime
'Cause everyone's hurting
Ignatius Hosiana Jul 2016
I have walked till there's no more distance
persisted till there's no more resistance
I have cried till there are no more tears
matured till there are no more years
I have held on till there's no more strength
to a rope of hope so feeble and short a length
I have sung till there are no melodies to sing
written till I can hardly write a thing
an antagonised bee that'll never cease to sting
you're but I still love you with my everything*
There's no one else, baby it's only you
I have said this over and over until it sounds untrue
Ignatius Hosiana Nov 2015
Everything is a poem, the joy and the hurt
Everything is a story, the bitter end or the start
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