A traffic jam at 2 am?
My work just done, tired I am.
Is misfortune a thing with me?
A fallacy unknown maybe.

Recalled the time iPhone at max,
An accident my old was cracked.
Or day my rags compelled I splurge,
The day some Prada had to surge.

In Dubai, Grab’s copter went down,
With lover, boyfriend’s stuck in town.
Cold ***** camel ride through night,
Paid Bed’uin gold, or wait till light.

My friends all say I’m blessed and rich,
But life with peace I’ll rather switch.

Pen Can Write
Pen Can Draw
It Can Even Paint

Pen can fill Colours
In Shapes and Drawings
And in peoples Life too

Pen has Sympathy
Pen has Empathy
Pen has Emotions too

Pen can Heal
Make you feel
Calm and cool

Pen can save
It can control
The way we behave

Pen Can Fight
For your rights
And for others too

Pen can **** colours
From peoples life
And make it pretty hell

Pen can help you
****** poor's property
And make you very rich

Pen can throw
Culprit in Jail
Or can even grant him bail

Pen could be Cruel
Only needs some fuel
Then it could easily burn

Pen is Sharp
It can Cut and Wound
And Make you Bleed

But is it really the Pen
Or the Hand and Mind
Of one who uses the Pen

Pen is a Weapon
Pen is Lethal
So handle with care

The poor bless the rich,
and the lowly bless the mighty;
Even as Jacob blessed Pharaoh,
And the giver blessed.

death’s entrancing lure and charm,
I’m far away from my heart,
questions to reach an aftermath,
my lustful youth murmurs the sea of weeping void,
gentle flames to climb the sky,
above death’s veils and tempting allure,
the swan would stare close to the shore,
picturesque face upon night’s bright dispersal in the darkness of a mind,
pearls to shine an urge of power,
swan’s pure demeanour changes the faith of time,
spiritual emotions,
both in its poise and weeping beauty,
a nymph would stare back at the boiling water,
Earth’s harvest burnt like vanishing disasters,
eyes to eat a song of luring infinite,
I travelled till the end of human life.

fruits break out of the tree,
comets fall,
bringing the richness of the nature of the Universe,
through time, light and darkness,
through Hell and Heaven,
the water of the shadows of gemstones,
the world is an evolving organism, a creator,
rainfalls of stardust shattered by gravity,
fire holes and big explosions in the Sun,
tender spell upon its heart,
the sleeping silence waiting forever to be awakened.

I would rather be poor on Earth and rich in heavens of divine,
like the beggars on the streets,
I hide my spirit in the realms of time,
far away from the evil eye of the world.

My artificial heart beats
only
for
you.

Jane’s vacation spot is so cool!
Did you see her meal?
It made me drool
if only you knew Jane downloaded those images from the internet

Zack, the coolest  guy in my school has such huge number of companions
If only my circle could grow..
Zack’s friends only care about the resources at his disposal and they won’t hesitate to leave him when things go sour

Cara went to a fancy restaurant today
On the off chance that i had more companions and assets
A couple of shots ought to drown this distress…

Veronica’s man showers her with so much love and care
On the off chance that my man was that way
Did you know he showers her with gifts after making her bleed

Aww, they are one major cheerful family!
In the event that my family could learn
If only you knew the kids parents are considering a divorce

Peter is constantly upbeat
I believe he has got everything
Did you know he secretly wishes he could die

She has a decent figure
I am certain she works out a great deal
If only you knew the number of medical procedures she needed to resemble that...

The Internet allows you to see the immaculate lives people are living.
Our youths admire internet superstars who have a large number of followers on their platforms and try to be much the same as them.
Your so called celebrities or role models upload altered versions of their lives so you could think their lives are perfect
I’m sure most of them have times when they weep and question their potentials.
Days where everything gets so empowering and they wanna quit.
Days where they’re not sure of what the future will bring? But you don’t see that in their pictures/ videos.  
Beneath the perfect selfie or video rests turmoil.

Youths nowadays are constantly bothered about the likes and views they have on their posts and they won’t hesitate to take their posts down if it did not gain enough attention.
Honestly, I do feel bad sometimes. I see my peers  in foreign places, posting pictures of their achievements making me question my ability.
I always ensure I’m consisted for I whatever I do is credible cos I know my success is close
© Oluwatobiloba Kolawole
March, 2019

It's not the scale it's the detail.
It's not the breath it's the depth.
It's not about how much you gave.
It's more about how much you kept.

Did you give when you had too little to share?
Did you stop when you had no moment to spare?
Did you feel the difference to your rainyday fund?
Or did you budget to ensure there's enough to go round?

When you gave this month, did it cause you to pause?
When you stop to do more, do the angels applaud?
Have you learnt the habit of living on less?
And fostered the gift to give to excess?

All I'm suggesting is a little more thought.
Look at your spending, at what you afford.
Is there more room for a little adjustment?
Would your life be the richer with greater investment?

Next time you stop
next time you give,
is there room for some change
in the way that you live?