I am broken and can't find my pieces
I see a ray of hope fading my way so fast
And I am so lost in the the wind with my spirit running low

Free me dear life I have come a long way and no spare to live
The horn of progress over nakedness of reality
Who wins who shrives
My mind sinking in a mine

But when she wears the white gown all will stand in awww
And as down she will trek an embrace in her will shine
For the Emblem of loyalty she is
Nothing will matter not her worries just her beautiful heart  and spark of closeness to merge her victory to her lover
For all has grown before her now she will blossom her man
He will lik fingers to her food and carry joy from her womb
So she waited this long the payment of pain and time has reversed to glory
Crown mother and queen to the forever thrown
#herdsmanofprogress

My biggest desire was to grow
More in looks, in money and brain
To have lots of assets and live a happy decorated life

It goes beyond being smarter in brain
Looking executive or owning resources

It’s the price so high without a tag, a safe journey too and fro
A float of ideas with free will

Now that age is not a determinant
Neither the achievements at hand
I have learned enough and still learning to have all is not the target 🎯

To have peace of mind is all

Letting God make space in you and fill it with grace to over shine all inequalities, fears and inabilities

Though all matters, being free in mind gives a breather and defines hope of every dream in you and chances of bridging to impossibilities
And so if you are chanced to be let out of your prison, gladly rise over it and make merry to fruits you’re yet to bare

As she loved to brush her face and it with color of pleasure so did I love to brush paper with ink of thought

She wrote beautiful colors on her face to make makeup art of hand and I rubbed pen on paper up side and down to make words smile at each other on sentenced line

And when she smiles at the mirrors it flips and tears joy of her creative her just like a twist fingers to marry words and make your eyes gaze on a read further pierce your heart to smile

So she is a bad *** painter on reality and her the masterpiece  and i am a boy  ink and hand ******* seeking the natural woes of earths livers
#herdsmanofprogress

As she loved to brush her face and it with color of pleasure so did I love to brush paper with ink of thought

She wrote beautiful colors on her face to make makeup art of hand and I rubbed pen on paper up side and down to make words smile at each other on sentenced line

And when she smiles at the mirrors it flips and tears joy of her creative her just like a twist fingers to marry words and make your eyes gaze on a read further pierce your heart to smile

So she is a bad *** painter on reality and her the masterpiece  and i am a boy  ink and hand ******* seeking the natural woes of earths livers
#herdsmanofprogress

We shall’t neither shall we
Nor bow to the in tender cause of affliction
Nay side with you amidst a kowtow
We shall only watch but not see
Hear but not listen
Smile but not laugh
So we shall not nor note a knot of naughts

The night shutters the day and closes out the light
The tire in us deems and as we as the weary day brings forth the night dream

To dream better is to forget the days hustle and thank God for a gone day with hope of a brighter tomorrow

And so then the sense of life is in every tomorrow of the yesterday we shared today
May you dream not in worry rather glaze of stars

It’s the light in the darkness that shows who is coming not the darkness in the light. Roses are made of petals but the heart is made of tissue- the rose so good to smell and heart cherish able as untouched. We can remember to drop a rose with petals than a heart with chambers. #herdsmanofprogress

God made success different
That even your enemies will compromise with you
The deaf can hear your name
And the lame dance to your blossom

The wind sounds in your favor
For success speaks louder than sound
Travels faster than planes for to be known successful you don’t need to travel

Success is a destination

The heart of winner starts from discovery, the adventure right from eyes to a growing mindset
Clearly a vision grows and your soul inherits a spirit of a go getter
If only we learn to turn pages of life than life will make making in each second lived
We all live as victims of circumstances but rather Gods spirit to inherit greatness roams among us, so then to be free and open to challenge discovery knocks by thy door, it’s not to come in rather you to go out find it
Find yourself, find purpose
#herdsmanofprogress

Your dreams are someone’s past life
Your past life is someone current life
Your life now is both a past and a dream
We all on the boat seated at different edges
Some reach first， others later, others drop off

The goal is to get there whatever the circumstances
to drop is to loose, but patience is the happiness your tomorrow brings you
Yet to forget is punish one self for we ought to live today in hope and fullness for the future could be today already

To there
I want to be back
To be scorched by the sun so I can breathe heavily and thank God for the free air
I walk in the sand and kick it off like shading my problems

As the dust raises so my joy
The much the sad is, the more hope we have to get well in life
Barefoot to it’s hotness for nothing is permanent
Sinking into the heat and the sweating freshness of the salty sugar, if I must go it must be another memory to be boiled alive and yet love it
To hide in the stand of one heap over the other the ups and downs
And survive like the cactus the heart in me God made

The success I so waited for
The years and ages over
Now I am close and there
I won’t let the past cling to my future
God watching me in support
Catch your dreams my boy and make testimony of me
Let the world assemble behind you champion
I am yet to be the million of places and bear infinity of blessings worth never stolen but multiple over multitudes

Now I am suffocated with luck the Grace of my Lord to which I am pregnant yet to share babies of luck to all the living
Let my past be testimony that tomorrow has come and so let you jubilate over what is to come for it’s to overflow and fill all corners

Fly thee not away
The wind may carry you far thee from my reach
See I am color I can’t see the yellow on your brown skin
Or blind me the scent is rather louder to my reach
I see my self becoming a soldier to guard the palace of the royal beauty
For you deserve to be Mines model to shine over the darkness in the mines for easy see of gold

Today is the Yesterday
Yesterday is the other day before tomorrow
The other day is tomorrow
Tomorrow is the yesterday of today
Today is for tomorrow not yesterday

The natural habits say I love you
But here I am that  can’t afford the word
It’s high like the chief priests in the days of the synagogue
What can I have than less of tantrums of thy forbidden nature

Can a man not love no more - the preconditions let I never settle, thy heart roams

I have groomed my heart for the worst to be on the left when things are right
To laugh when I have to cry
So see me run for I am the beast love made

I like mayhems and taste of roaming in the gazette of me striding through what failed me
The once beaten twice shy worked not on me
the buster in me fled the castle of thinkers and soon reunited my ambitions to tip dance over what I hold as dreams
I am not a fighter but I scavenge anything in line of my progress worse than a Vulture on a hyena. Breathe in, you can’t take me on - loose the grip the world wickedness roams
#herdsmanofprogress

It’s fun to meet people like you
Then you manage to get space on my mind
Not only that through the vein you have settled.

Me already a victim of what I couldn’t see coming
Though i am aware you have space in me, the imbalance is I have none in you
So am I wrong to run from my fears and smile or battle the pain of my desire.

As I might not be of resonance to you make shine on me that I May voyage through my worries.
The mountains they worry of is the valley I overcame
The chances they lost is the grace I got
The grip is tight in wonder if you can hold back or drop me off
#herdsmanofprogress

Give me joy, I didn’t come to suffer.
Yes I tested it’s wrath but Grace found me.
I am chanced with another life to make greatness of me, why the regrets - catch the side of my glitter and smiles.
My ambitions so high like dessert temperatures and my sight so thick like the morning fog.
No room for cautions my pain is buried in hard work so let’s make merry of baking brighter days #herdsmanofprogress

Dark was the sky
though the moon lit the night,
it wasn't
enough to know stars for the rainbow found me already.
The me I am is the you I am not and that is special.
If I am alive the road ain't the journey,
the footsteps are the
memories
#herdsmanofprogress

For we want and so we loose
The world running so fast yet we are just walking
The dreams up the sky the deeds below the land
A hopeless life

High in education with out weighed skills
The knowledge from school is blown with the bar shisha mindless with handcuffs off opportunities

A chance to grow a price to pay
No excuse but a dance to stagnancy
And you live in a choice full prison
A captured rat in its own hole
A gardener served with yields from his own field
We have failed , a failure saddened by fear and comfort
Till we tilt the window and wipe off the fog
Million doors are out open

She was in peace
In love
When he found her

She then sunk in into him
The embrace of the promise he made
She wasn’t driven only crazy she went nuts
Where was the lie to trust him
In hope she lived

Each day a piece of her dropped
From loosing herself to knowing him more
The catastrophe of feelings
The more they hurt her the more she loved
Desperately shining mama Senorita turned infinite faded

The buried dreams and hopes in pleasing the master
Submissive to the what she tamed and feeding on shame
For she failed to cut off the piece for she wasn’t left with any
Scattered pieces she was with a crown of promises
She was drunk in love to illusions and never ending punctures

Can she walk away
The fear of shame of loosing what you lost decades
No doctor has made a a successful attempt to heal her
She is broken beyond repair but her hope is burning like a flame
Destiny I can’t hear you I went blind to finding self and dump to the world
For I pray you find peace faster than the pieces of me lost
#herdsmanofprogress

I have failed and hidden from my failure but never from the shame of getting back on my toes, I have flown with birds but never landed on branches of a tree rather the thorns of vengeance, I have sweated amidst a cold but never tasted blood from my pores, and so I shall live a victor of scars, the scars of my vine hustles thou make the finest wine for the world
#herdsmanofprogress

You’re much than the more you’re
Much many more than the thoughts you think
The definite infinity of astride in the future
Which future stands today the tomorrow we waited for

They Ain’t worth

You know them
Need I mention their names
Those that treat you unpleasantly

The ones who believe you’re secondary to importance
Those that need you for the good of what you have and hold

Not the other the very ones smiling daily with you
The scavengers and the enemies of progress over your success


The hallelujah shouters with stone cold hearts, they give us company but silently crucify us at Calvary

Yes those smart ones with naked thoughts
So smart that they can rob you to death and disappointment while their hands are over your shoulders

They ain’t worth our hello, time and smiles
Lustful as ***** **** that rapes every hen along it’s path
They feed you to their dogs and bullet you to Guns you bought them
The silence of thy pain is so loud and so see trust under burial. The brutality of the spoken words left us in pieces
Dear you, pick up you torn parts let’s go find a heart to live on for it never changes
It’s our wish not ours to create of them

We making some money for you to spend
The business is slow so should your expectations
Accept us at our lowest like we share we you at your ******

The love we love you
For both who you’re and what your have
And so we are equal for your love is what we have and got

If we lost it the looks the money be certain not to leave while the brains last
The same way they lucked is similarly how Grace falls back
And so let the morning not be mourning and nightfall the death of dreams
For forever man lusts for money and women
It’s his desire to catch and make memories with either or both

For with money we destined for ladies
And with no money we destined to be loved
The cry is to bridge the right to have the money and love or money minus love or love minus money
So the world has changed
Both money and women are superpowers
He that has any stands lucky

It seeks beneath us that the path is to make it to money to make it to your hearts too
We can’t ask you to be different what the world has invested in you
Last I checked without money love won and those with money they won too
A win win situation

She looks like a little Angel with a heart of a *****
Her smile thou finest but her teeth biteth
To her you seek refuge in her you can never unwrap
Her eyes speaketh to you in her voyage with her man
Is it you she finds or her man

Whooping her *** to chair up and high like a leaf swinging for air
She licks her finger to the sunset of your eyebrows
Her nose breathes like a lamentation of song bird
She is a whole book in a chapter of your life
Are you tamed to her or her man to impress

One leg high the hip with crossed hands over the shoulder
A hug she seeks over the innocence of danger
Her actions burn naivety and cause men to be sorcerers
A decade of thoughts on her in a second of rush for what you can’t catch
Are you lame to run or blindly watch

So I tell a tell of a man,
a man am told-  
told a tell -
a tell I can’t as a teller tell the told
#herdsmanofprogress
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4601869/tell/

Tell me what color emotions look like,
oh tell me the the taste of sound.
Tell me what idea smells like and
fore tell me  if the wind will shine my laughter #herdsmanofprogress

Hi Me

I forget to tell you the other day when we met as I always forget to tell you daily how much the much I may less forget to remember me

I couldn’t have much but stuck to you all journey long. I am flooded with pride and dancing with aces high above  for I am proud of you never ever giving up on me, on you, on us the we the once the formerly birthed the grown and now the aged me

Cheers to smiling to your falls and getting up to cry while walking for there is no time to rest, the endless promise you gave me to betterment the joy of gazetting diners with kings while the past laid us me to the floor lay like a dogy man helpless with life sobbing with sorrow of stinking poverty that caused the burning bush

I was right to crush on me for see how this distance is the closest to us. Oh remind me of the Calvary we have oh herdsman undergone and the hell to resurrection. The burial of disappointment and stir of winning scratching from scratch to diving in deep glory

Give me another cheers for I will never find another like me body and soul. Another look alike to suffer with me to not eternity rather to forge life and make life count. My shyness walks in your shadow as I prey on prayer and dive in blessings. Blessings unseen untold, unmeasured, untouched like a naked weapon slicing my enemies to guilty of I wish, the wishes the witches flew and miserably vanished

Hi me, that cried like a zombie but lived as man. A man of a boy, the little stranger me that met me and taught me to hunt the giant in me so can stand mountains and swim across oceans
The sliding from trials and stagger of jubilation

Hi me that no one knows the story of underneath you have come but sunbath my success for it shines all round. In the corridor of earth, struggle we have crawled, non shall stop our heavenly earth glory from scrap to mansion hearts and star face for it’s the rise of our scars to an art of beauty

I so remind me, dance the night off we won the day the lines between mind is circled with thoughts squared. Hi me getting high on heights of whisky and shaking my bottom to lullabies and singing never bye to me until I meet me again my love me and I your beloved future at the temple of unfounded heroes
#herdsmanofprogress

Back yard
In there are stories I have written of how my past had eaten me up
And in there holds the direction of the calm words of hope to lead me to the future

I am a herdsmanofprogress
I learn from yesterday as I do today
In my backyard is a garden of books to expound my knowledge

The great I am to be is greater than the best they have seen yet

I am counting on my self the much I trust God. Written in my scars is the success I seek.
I bow never to give up of making me a desired destination and dream for others

Stand warned I am not made for less, in me is the spark that breaks fear and redundant mess. I unscrew your foes for great fullness no calamity stands my pen running against paper

It’s not the smell of love that she hugs him no that of his fragrances, it’s the pain of her fears to hustle and make living

No love is on for him to carry just that he is the available option to lay a shoulder on

Nay she likes not her vibes only that he can afford the taste of his meals and drop a few coins to keep her pocket beeping

She ain’t your type not in vain but fact full you failed to weigh your options and feel the much your opinion matters of time tells, and then the time tells you how wasteful you’ve been over years

And if she found a better slice of options not even your shadow can surface in her presence

And thus we labor to please what is to be our scar

Jumble lee
She wants me and in her heart dies for me

Nay her ego will last longer than she can look into my eyes

Her jealous speaks loudest when she eyes me smile to her own gender

So I let her know of what I feel though she kicked me away with her eyes.

I am now a free bird off to hunt for new catch for my catch has wings on her heart that can’t afford her to fly to me
Then whom shall we blame for the travelled journey that bore no fruits
#herdsmanofprogress

The distance Is long but yet short in glory of hearts, i envelope and cherish God’s promises for our lives for a candle you have light in our lives. Why not merry and cheers to #blood of #Christ that saved us!

He was bright to try the vain to relove
The hurt was immense but keep the smile straight
What is it to love when you love is to be lost
Grinding the teeth like a motor engine
The fall was so deep and the fractures intense
To love is to suffer
For if it must last you must endure the pain and grow a dumpen heart dumb as the morning due

I was slapped by earth to have your beauty in my possession

You love to laugh and I live to love you. Isn’t it easy to love you. Yes it is not

Fairly lady my foot
In you I invest time more than money.
I get drunk to have you satisfied head to toe, do you not see my hustle
The pain of my hard work is written on the wrinkles over my face
I smile not in public for the scars of you dents would awaken my hurt

Are you not happy to be such a beauty yet an open hearted beast
As my hands labor to find your face frowns to insufficiency
So I move towards your desires and you walk away from my giveth hand

Can’t you have enough to rest rather to hold to keep and smell of satisfaction
Phew my head thinks out for you off to burst
A burst not to for worry to loose you and so what shall I keep
The scrolls, the thirst of making putting you to a throne while I toil in thorns

Go on princess, die I sat on a dungeon with my blood flowing in your Pursuance  can’t I have less of the more I made or loose all to the cry of my smile
Let thy sword pierce me deeper for your joy as you make merry to be crowned
For a time in some tomorrow shall mop my tears and sip of it glorious wonder to shaping a better world in you

As my thoughts hang in the middle of no where
I have the most hopes about life
I lay naked to finding myself I lost to making ends meet
I wasn’t wrong to try for there was a difference, so big that it empties my chances and opened a lagoon of worries

Each tempt to grow is a test in the deep ocean, you never know when you will drown or make it to the shore

My lover is my weakness - a better life it is. I am touched by the cautious
The wellness of beating my bad days
I am underway the siege, in thy hands lay a coupon never to look back but strive regardless

They are pleased with us for we have won. And the story they know is a one paged letter over a theory of a hustler

What they see has captured them. Gossiping over drops of goals and blind to the liters of fortune

But we won right from ages. The toddlers that cried and drunk their pain to smile

The battles we have fought only the scars can tell. Each carry’s a book of tales in a soak of sweetened vinegar

Now the glow on my face gives them goose bumps

It wasn’t an overnight battle

My blood boils for success I haven’t touched yet many admire the grip of what’s at hand

I am a lame ***** with a straight mind, wrinkled wrists with a focused look

Ahem to like less for I am made of a future tamed by my bloodline of hustle, it’s so deep to be estimated so lucky to fail

Burry thy dynamite, the world blew me up at a young age. So no blasts tease my stand to win

I am made of more, much more that many in the a lot

Sometimes am happy, sometimes I am scared not of what happens but uncertainties. Sometimes I feel lucky, sometimes so blessed. Then the wind soothes my ears and I am driven into lamentations. The tongue speaks with promise but the eyes look in wonder, it’s savage not to fear rather worthless not try and hold to the moment. What you can’t see you can’t know let’s dance to the Melodie’s of hope.

Me N You is the menu
The menu of smiles
That I can’t forget to remember
the addiction from your laughters.

Little teddy bear 🧸 holding my hopes high the sky, if the doesn’t come the moon will marry the stars ✨

Afar within
I spread my legs
Right high the walls with a low chest amidst the twists of the corner
Catching the breathe of careless whispers

I am on heights of finding myself in the depth of sinking beneath what I ought to become
Starring at edge of darkness blinking for a sight of light

So I sweat the dirt of my hustle
Coughing and choking on my dreams
Holding to my heads-up of what needs not to done

Before the alarm sings to me,
‘Wake up its the day of Love’
My heart already ached
For I smelt the roses scented from your own breathe
Achii the goosebumps as my hair turns feathery

My heads buzzes like the bees search for nectar. Oh what’s sweeter than your voice and gentle as her fingers
Sush if you have not tasted a sip of her lips, sinking your heart to a well of wishes
Oh Mamito I am drowning, can I hold unto your ******* as I strike my chest

The spirit leads me, for she lives in the spirit, the spirit of love
And hers is a body a temple, my dwelling place shall be
Her eyes are a cun for I can see no other
And her life is a journey I too must follow
#herdsmanofprogress

Speak of thee to me
My mind is guilty of the day thoughts
I am worn out from the runs you make in my heart
Yer sick in emotion attachment to your life

Should I give you my body for you took my soul already
From the watch tower I glaze
Counting my chances to be loved by one like you

I can’t access my heart no more you blocked reach for prison.
The lips I read of you have drained my taste for tears
Where are you hiding those sweet words
I am fasting for your speech to me
I am naked with passion of wanting to find you
The time bomb can’t explode till you and I are the unity in one
#herdsmanofprogress

I no longer blame people for their decisions
Because no past should live within someone’s future

Tap on those blessings your friends have, yes it is a personal journey but we all need a hand up the ladder

Dear Lord
I give you my hope and hopelessness
Turn my worries into a-joyous melody so I can dance away my pain and illusions
Pick me from my falls back to glorious walks of breathe amidst me in your band of praise
Teach me how to win with your unfailing Grace
Make me a chapter of blessings to everyone who opens a page in my life
Be my need away from all my wants
Make me float within your blessings eternity
Soak me in your precious blood so I may smell olives of your victorious resurrection
Abide in me and I in you
@herdsmanofprogress

I want to give to my children not a lot of property, lots of wisdom
Not class knowledge alone, life principles
Not  bounty of money, skills of earning
Not a glorious background, meek living of life
Not well of relatives, friends with value
Not mere beauty, hand of progress
Not a bouquet of feelings, a lamp of love