#congratulation
I carry old things
like pressed lilies.
They no longer bloom,
yet they remember my name.
This morning,
I planted daisies
in my garden.
They bloom well,
as I lean close and tell them my name.
Because loving the new
is not a betrayal of the old.
It just means
my heart learned
to walk forward
carrying the soil
it once grew from.
Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 8:24 AM UTC
I had to leave you behind
Hoping you understand my plight
I had to move on knowing am just but leaving your sight
This page is the end of the old chapter of my life
Now am leaving the city that I love
But it wasn't about the city or you
Rather doing what am expected to do
So I urge you to seek salvation in a way that's true
I will always cherish this memory of two
I will miss everyone and I hope the same too
Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 5:37 PM UTC
What a joy
What a joy
My little nephew,
Two decades back
Born abroad,
When a guest here
A ride on
A piggy shoulder
Who used to enjoy,
To whom I bought
A motley toy
Out of himself
Made a brilliant boy.
“As per my choice
Could you buy me a donkey
Or a could you allow me
A tortoise
To touch
When we go to
The squalid market square
Or the nearby church?”
Double mind
Is his nick name
Now crafting
Software is his game.
A small boy
Inquisitive
He used to ask
“Tell me why
Flowers don't grow
On the sky?”
“Tell me quick
Why animals
Don't speak?
Also stars
Don't grow
On the meadow?”
“Why is the sky high
To touch?”
Such questions helped him
Racking his brain
To come up with
Academic research,
That troubleshoot
Societal challenge
And afford
A nation a turnaround
Or for the better a change!
Now, conversant in IT
It is no wonder
To observe
Binary operation,flowcharts
Subroutines,syntax...
Programming languages
Are at the tip of his finger.
His study at
George Mason University
Has turned out a hit
Getting himself
In the Dean's List.
A boy that lends
To parents, relatives
And teachers
A heeding ear
Is really dear.
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC