#favour
In the new world of books,
Where the hungry mind's meal is cooked.
Laid ancient artifacts.
Golden treasure that the unborn yearn to behold.
This treasure caught my busy sight,
Which hungers for root of the rare gem.
My legs drove me here like a fast bike.
It covers 5 meters in a second,
Just to take a glimpse this diamond.
A mountain of books.
An ocean of map, a guide to today's writers.
Their quills had dried up long ago,
Yet their words still drip ink on our tongues.
Scrolls of Aristotle and Shakespeare won war.
The war against time that makes things lost.
Your words are not trend that are visitors.
But your ink is like the earth that never stop.
Your ink shine as though made now.
I use your ink in writing this scroll.
Ink men of today still drip your ink on their scroll.
Will our ink still shine if time tests the scroll?
Aug 27, 2025
Aug 27, 2025 at 5:34 AM UTC
"You are neither here nor there,
How can you be successful?"—a voice in the air.
It muttered once, but I heard it thrice,
A haunting echo, not so nice.
I reflect deep—could this be me?
Is it instinct or a mind not free?
Am I imagining things in vain?
But he is right, and I feel the strain.
Jack of all trade and master of none,
But one who masters will inspire someone.
Too many tasks leave all half done,
While one at a time brings work well spun.
All in one is same as nothing,
But one in one births everything.
I do not write this to condemn,
You can succeed with more than ten.
But purpose and vision must lead the way,
Without them, you’re a leaf that sways.
A man without vision is like a trash,
Waved by the wind in a reckless dash.
I’m glad I’ve found my voice at last,
Through Poetry, wisdom shall be cast.
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 4:59 AM UTC
Osaro is in iron prison,
Drowning in deep river of pain,
Seeking for an escape route,
None found.
Can't speak.
But painfully cries at heart,
Thinking of the glue joining him to hot ***
His sugar cause him this bitter moment.
His joy makes him cry all day.
He gives her milk.
She demands for honey,
Directly from bee,
Good for her system.
He gives her honey.
She demands for sugar,
Sweeter than honey.
Sugary river expands love,
So her love will flow like sweet river.
He gives her sugar.
"No," she says,
She wants the provisions of fruits, juice and food,
So she can be a leaf.
He makes these ready.
She then demands for mansion,
Containing meal and fun.
That will suffice her.
He bond himself (in debt),
And hands her the key
To her mansion,
Beautiful like the garden of Eden.
She says, "No! Why will I be among the least?
I want an estate,
Not small,
But vaster than an empire."
He bonds himself,
Sells his siblings,
Robs,
And sells all his acquaintances.
And buys an estate for her.
Still yet, she envies,
Jealous all day.
Listens to air.
Sees the world (on Instagram).
Though among the top,
She wants to be the very top.
She then demands for the whole world.
Perplexed and Overwhelmed.
Frustrated and swimming in a pool of thought.
Osaro doesn't know what to do.
He is now a bondman.
He gained nothing in all,
And he had lost all.
All works on woman.
No reward, no profit.
His loss is her gain.
In frustration, he brings out a knife,
And hands it to his delight:
"Since I can't satisfy you,
I present my head
As a living sacrifice.
Take it,
And have the whole world."
Jul 15, 2025
Jul 15, 2025 at 2:32 AM UTC
"Do me a favour" you say, and so I do
But then one favour turns into two,
And two favours turns into three,
Until there isn't time for me.
"Do me a favour" I say, but you decline.
You say you simply have no time,
To return the favour that I gave,
"Do it yourself; I'm not your slave"
Doing a favour, with none returned
Should feel like nothing's being earned,
But only if you do not see,
I do them not for you, but me.
"Do me a favour" and, once again, I do,
And when one favour turns into two,
And you don't return a single one,
I'm laughing to myself; I've won!
Apr 1, 2022
Apr 1, 2022 at 7:06 AM UTC
*
*Luck floats on her palm
Her rudder turns the blessed tide
Fortune favours bold*
*
Aug 30, 2020
Aug 30, 2020 at 4:14 PM UTC
I've seen grace overrule unmet qualifications
I've seen grace speed up promotion
I've seen grace overshadow flaws
I've seen grace open up unexpected doors
...Amazing grace, how sweet the sound!
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 7:54 AM UTC
With the hurt my wounded dark soul
With the hurt my wounded dark soul
Seeking little bit of the light to enlighten
Seeking little bit of the light to enlighten
To enlighten the dark my wounded soul
Seeking little bit of the light with hurt
Pour on me some of your light
Pour on me some of your light
Lend me your little stars to brighten
Lend me your little stars to brighten
Lend me some of your light
Pour on me your little stars to brighten
Delight me with your favour
Delight me with your favour
Let me feel high with every right
Let me feel high with every right
Let me feel high with your favour
Delight me with every right
Enlighten my hurt dark soul
Seeking your light to brighten
Wounded me, feel little bit of high
Pour on me with little favour
Lend me some of your stars
Let every right delight me
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 8:57 AM UTC
He told
Let me be the one
You could flourish with
Being a best version of yours
Of all time long
Even if,
There is 1% chance
I will hold on
Believing the universe
Someday will be
In our favor
Being the witness
That's what, I know
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 11:29 AM UTC
It took me sinking to rock bottom, to truly appreciate some of the simple beauty in life that we may sometimes take for granted.
Like a friend who supports you, appreciates you and is there for you in the tough times.
They are the people that make life that little bit easier and that bit more enjoyable. Keep them close and always return the favour.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 8:48 PM UTC
Psalms 23
1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
In the presence of my enemies...
IN THEIR FACE!
Right there in full view,
where they can't ignore it -
You lavish your favour.
You flourish extravagance.
You banish restraint.
You shout exuberance.
At the prepared table
we feast together -
a glass sloshing,
chin dripping,
teeth staining,
finger licking,
shirt smearing,
belt loosening,
belch competing,
mouth spilling,
song inducing,
mum tutting
FEAST!
- right there
before my dumbfounded enemies
and in your glorious presence.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Amen.
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 4:04 AM UTC
A glimmer,
A glimmer of something.
Obscured vision,
Justified by your intensity.
Your light,
Piercing the darkness.
Man made objects
Try to cause you to waver,
But nothing can stop you from the favour.
Similar objects
Cannot compare,
Nothing out there is anywhere as fair.
Should you die - the glimmer would too...
Then I would not know how to find my way out of the darkness that I have consumed.
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 2:06 PM UTC
I want to be in favour
Like a cranberry in a liquor
Like the Moon in a starry night
Like a candle when there's no light
I want to be in favour
Of someone that I am prefer
Of someone who grew a pair of wings
Flew away while I was here singing
Singing about a city of stars
Singing to the distance, too far
Although waiting sounds so lame
I just don't know who else's name
I want to be in favour
Not to be loved, that's for sure
Not to hold hands, not to see eyes
But I can't help, you're in my favour
Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 1:09 PM UTC
If you hate me
Or
You like me
Both are
In my favour
Because.
If you like me
I'm in your heart
If you hate me
I'm in your mind.
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC
"Do me a favour;
do something else".
Do me a favour;
mind for yourself.
Do me a favour;
stop pretending you care,
Do me a favour;
do not "be there"
Do me a favour;
just let me fall,
Do me a favour;
don't even call,
Do me a favour;
don't speak at all
Eradicating you might be too kind,
Perhaps ****** might be too kind.
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 10:07 PM UTC
They follow you inside
Searching for a favour
You offer, mindlessly
They accept, gratefully
You hand it over and
They posess great thanks
To the extent of expressing
Their words in a poem
They produce a journal
Which prods you to smile
You took them for an artist
But never for a poet
Your face lights up
As they tell you more
Life touches you like that
Until next drunken time
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 9:24 AM UTC
Their path so smooth.
Their destination so near;
But I tread path much crude.
My destination so unclear.
'Why God is so cruel';
They pity looking at me.
But poor they, I pity them.
Wish to lend my eyes to see.
O God! I am so grateful to you;
For your favour on me.
Sweetness of water is known;
But to only a man thirsty.
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
The Artists ideology
their insight and vision.
Love their biology
see their division.
Lines of colour,
flowing and forming,
seemingly fuller
haphazard and warming.
The Critic explores
the artist, their passion
to find what they strive for.
Their ideals and fashion.
But some critics talk waste
when they try to show
what is our taste
as if we don't know.
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC
Strange are your ways Oh world!
You ask me what do I stand to gain
When I help strangers on their way
Pause to give my time
Spend so much of it in selfless care
What do I stand to gain?
When I make your burdens mine
Think you'll need my help
And lend my shoulder to lean
What do I stand to gain?
When I work for you and your pain
I see beyond your need
To what my help can mean
What do I stand to gain?
When you stretch out your hand
And look my way
Knowing maybe somewhere
Someone will open their heart in true care
What do I stand to gain?
When I love so deep
Knowing time and again that it will hurt
You may care not a dime
And you may never return the time
What do I stand to gain?
I smile and reply
I stand to gain nothing
Cause if I did want anything in return
My hand I would not extend
A self serving attitude is not mine
Don't try to reason, cause you won't find
I choose to love freely and openly
It's for you to decide
You want to use me or love me
To each one his own
I have chosen this path
To be free from expectations
Hurt not and you will not be hurt
You decide what's for you to do.
On the other hand cannot stop what I do
For the only thought that governs me
Is Someone some where is aching just like me
When I need it so badly I know what I see
And then unconsciously I reach out
Thinking I am stretching into infinity
You see this life is a full circle
And one day it'll come back to me
So I am doing myself a favor, actually :-)
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC