In a world as materialistic as ours
Where ladies are only after material things
I found you

In a world as ever erratic as mother earth
Where things happens faster than the speed of light
I have you

In a world where beauty hangs amongst shades of lipsticks
And arrays of cosmetics and make ups
I choose you

Amongst all the good things our world has to offer
Fast money; fast cars; luxurious houses
I want you

I found joy in your face; it fills me
Your eyes are bliss; they bless me
Your smile is my drugs; it heals me

You are my life; I only live to love you
The blue ball in my sky; the pillar that holds my world in shape
My earth and my paradise; my joy and happiness

You are the drum; my heart beat for
The very air my lungs yearns for
You are the warmth my skin bask for

Morning and sun down, my mind lingers of your thoughts
dawn and night, my consciousness reads of your name
What can I do if I do not have you?

What pains am I not to feel if you let go of me?
There might be a billion reason to smile about
But you happens to be my favourite one

I want you more
I need you all
I cherish you much
I love you most....

We met as strangers; as two individuals with unfamiliar face,
We cross path with fate at the right time and at the right place.
Our path crosses just once and you seem far from leaving the corridor of my mind,
Never have I seen a radiant beauty like yours; to think you almost got my eyes blind.
You melted the wall surrounding my lonely heart at the instant sight of you,
Leaving one question racing through my mind; “How can a human be this beautiful”?
To see my very own eyes attendant as you walk pass me down the hallway,
A sight so adorable; a memory that never seize to linger at the template of my thought every day.
Can’t seem to forget how your feet glide the floor with much elegance than I can ever think of,
Even angels don’t have such walk; just not that graceful enough.
Don’t get me talking about your breathtaking smile; if only it powers were real,
Only it has the potency of pulling a bullet out of it stray.
And your inexhaustible beauty; that which the sun glows in it radiance,
Our own very own miracle on the galaxy of existence.
Am still in ecstasy ever since our glance transversely cutting the millisecond of time; that for me is our very own gravity,
That pulls us towards love and the slice of its insanity.
Same insanity that got my pen dancing in congruence to what my heart truly feels,
Racing to tell how I feel for you with the tip drop of the ink it bleeds.
It tells a fairy tale of love found in first light,
That greeted the rods and cones of my eyes in first sight.
Never have I felt this fabulous feeling of love for anyone not even in all of my youthfulness,
It still a thing of wonder how you turn my whole universe around with your meticulous tenderness.
Never knew how fast love can grow; never knew it burns like a wide fire,
Until you miss stranger became my forever wanting desire.
You change my definition of time as forever feels like seconds in your presence,
If only you would know life has no form and void in your absence.
How can I get you to understand this that everything around me losses its mystery when am with you,
Am not trying to complete the rhymes here but for real bliss in its purified state can be seen through your eyes in only one view.
In my own marvel picture you are my Mary Jane,
Of course am your superman and you; my Louise lane.
And together we will create our own very world; just you and me,
Cos baby our love is forever; always has been and always will be.

I am just a pen in Gods Holy palm
Swaying graciously down the pact of His will
His the words I write; am just the vessel
Cutting through the forest of the unseen world

I am just as invisible as the wind
He's my direction; my speed of impact
You my Lord,are the cause of my movement
Who am I to resist your hallowed calling?

I am just a pen not a gun
I write to give hope not to **** dreams
To proliferate healing words
to the needy who beckons for a cure

Am a pen pregnant with sacred words
Am called for a purposeful journey
To clear thick forest of hopelessness
With His words as my lyrics of bulldozer

I bring my words filled with hopeful lyrics
To those famished in heart to be fed with hope
To those who gave up their sword to life's battle

Come to me my dearest friends; come hear my lyrics
I am armed with sweet words not inflated promises
My words are the bricks of hope
You can build your dreams with

Come bask in the warmth of my lyrics
Let it sink down to the core of your troubled heart
Let it wet your garden of doubt and insecurity
It's all the verbal therapy you need

I am just a pen; nothing more than a pen
I have no life of fantasy; no speciality
But my body is endowed with wisdom
That can last you for a life time when follow.

She is the beauty of the day
Her smile opens the noon
Her laughter brightens the night.

She is the first beauty that bestowed my eyes
Her warm smile greeted my face in first sight
Her eyes are the spectre of bliss.

When she laughs, the world ***
Her face has the rainbow' colours
I will write my name on her temple.

Her smile is the stillness of life rage
A calm ambience of warming tenderness
Calm enough to hear the whispers of angels.

She is the verses of poetry on my lips
Edifying humans future through purity
She is love to whom love is love to.

Her tongue is the seas and the oceans of truth
The golden cherubem clothed in holiness
A juicy saint created beyond description.

Her heart as immaculate as the white horses of the sky
A cushion of love that house me till eternity calls
She hold the key to the inner court of me.

She is the beauty of the day I was born
She a mother, a teacher; and a mediator
Standing between me and my chi above.

If you see mother at the market square
Tell her that her son is writing a letter;
A letter that will change her life forever.

If you come face to face with her
Tell her she is a demi-god
Adored In the eyes of her son.

Nothing nears perfection like your smile; it is believed to be the make- up worn by angels,
Your face; ethereally lovely; perpetually graced with the touches of angels.

Your breath- taking beauty walled the template of my thought; enough not to forget how Heaven glows in your radiance,
Life in its erratic form makes perfect sense in the ambiance of your presence.

You are such that the planet is created around your meticulous tenderness,
Waxing strong at your ambiance; such to believe in its ineffable gift of weakness.

When you talk, no bird sings in the planet; every living entity stops to pay attention,
The earth rotates in congruence to the luxuriant wave of your voice; dancing to its sublime perfection.

Your laughter reverberate in such a melodic tune that the angels dance to its rhythm,
Joyfully bonded in congruence with its flow; adoring every tune of its appealing beat like the psalmist hymn.

Your lips deposits sweetness like pollen on stamens and pistils of my lips,
Enough sweetness to inundate my worries and fears at a glimpse.

You look at me with your serene but yet decipherable eyes and mitigates the stillness of loneliness in my opaque heart,
As a lady, you are an ideal sample of perfection; as a human, you are the integral part of Gods finest art.

I just can’t get enough of you; your love blooms with such sweetness like a long fermented wine,
I can drink and drown in its taste of breathtaking sweetness; get tipsy and still feel absolutely fine.

Your allure is offbeat; as indefinable as the coefficient of your inexhaustible beauty,
You are attention calling, extremely attractive to the dense bones of my cardiac cavity.

I love you and every unspoken word that you’ve ever thought of and every inch of flesh that is yours,
Your kiss is life to my cells; no such lips multiply cells in a single touch like yours.

My love for you is as indefinite as the sea; as vast as the galaxy of existence,
My love for you continues to grow just like root of plant grows beneath the soil with sublime resilience.

Like a Heron on fire; like a creeping mountain magma; my love blaze with such realness and sincerity,
And can never seize to end; be conquered by life’s challenges or drown in the depth of eternity.

Am stuck on you forever; forever bonded and inseparable like the Siamese twin for real,
Because baby; my love is forever; always have; and always will be.

If I was to read for you, My queen that glow,
A poem of beauty, as only few words could show.
Like Picasso as a writer, let me paint your body,
A whisper of grace and elegance, without noise of gaudy.

You posses a twin of eyes, an immaculate glitter of beauty,
From which life receives its absolute lenity.
To glow in such light of orchestration, Like a crown on the head of time,
Whence bliss takes its origin and befitting prime.

Your alluring smile, a linger of unstinted comfort,
To the stars in tender darkness of the universe, glumming in discomfort.
Each of which humbles at your engrossing presence,
And glows in congruence to the light of your radiance.

Your arms like shields,protective armoury that gets soul lifted,
Touch of your fingers, ten cradle of breath taking sweetness, heavenly gifted.
Each a perfect blend of liniment and mystic power,such,
To impel dead heart to once last beat at thy touch.

your smooth bottled neck, over your soft shoulders,
Holds a face of coherent beauty, eyed in all beholders.
A beauty indescribable by far, as only few words could tell,
How ethereally lovely it can be ; perpetually graced with the touch of angel.

Your walk of indefinable class, a lucid rawness of orchestrated elegance,
So much elegance that the angels gasp in the wake of your presence.
To dance into ecstasy,from which heaven's purity is formed,
In but of your light of all light, they all are conformed.

Those smooth long legs spread like the wings of a flyer,
Inner thighs speak a truth that would mute a liar.
And drip sweet smelling nectar that excites a man's desires,
Like an addictive drug, that makes him only want to get higher.

Beautiful seasoned lips even angels could not grace,
Like two ***** of icing sugar, leaves me breathless each time our lips come in embrace.
And the pressure they do impart,
Have the power to break the devil's heart.

Your two cupped breast,stretch the stitches of your blouse,
As if swollen with milk and honey, my flame only its water could douse.
The most tender of all cleavage,had touched my palms with finesse,
Which contact makes me frozen; a sweet emblem dancing to impress.

If I was to read for you, My queen that glow,
A poem of beauty, as only few words could show.
Like Picasso as a writer, let me paint your body,
A whisper of grace and elegance, without noise of gaudy.

Her beauty is that of a million diamonds glittering with perpetual gracefulness; each reflecting its own ray of light making brilliant patterns,
She in herself an integral part; a masterpiece of God’s finest art,
As His giant gentle hands molded her He knew exactly who she would be,
She would be the one whose voice is so calm; calm enough to hear the whispers of angels from the depth of eternity,
Whose smile blaze with sullen magic; enough to penetrate through the sandstones of the hills and mountains,

She will be in her human self a miracle on the face of existence; whose beauty is indescribable in words; a joy to watch when she grazes the floor with her graceful walk,
To see the eyes of men attendant and respectful; and the eyes of women upholding the hypothesis of her dignify honor when she talks,
She will be that lady who moves with such flawless coherence of elegance and perpetual gracefulness that dead heart beat when she pass,
Sending off a wave of unstinted pleasure to their inhumane face in amazement to her indefinable class,

She will be that lady whose voice command respect; so much respect that no bird dares sing in the planet when she talks,
In view of the universe being created around her immaculate gracefulness; the earth would rotate and dance in congruence to the luxuriant wave of her sweet voice,
waxing strong in her ambiance such to believe in her ineffable gift of completeness; for her presence is bliss seasoned with perfection,

She will be a dowager queen who radiates lucid rawness of orchestrated elegance; So much elegance that the angels gasp in the wake of her presence,
same very angels would spread their wings in adoration so she could graze upon them,
those same angels would seek and find solitude in the ambiance of her meticulous tenderness,  
wishing that the melody from her luxuriant voice could be turn into songs; they will forever dance to its tune of sublime perfection,
wishing they could bask in the warmth of her smile; they will never forget to mask their face with it,
wishing they could bath with the purity that springs from her immaculate eyes; they will remain forever sacred,
wishing their names could be transcribed into the adoring letters of her name; for they shall forever bear the name HANNAH.