Daniel Albright: Poems

55 · Nov 2020

Daniel Albright Nov 2020

A Poem: I want to be a Father*

I want to be a Father
Who gathers the family together
And has no attitude that'll scatter
Nor ever disagrees with the wife's advice letter

I want to be a Father
With the heart of a Real Father
Not a chicken that'll always stutter
But a lion that would the enemies scatter

I want to be a Father
In whose heart love finds a pillow that's softer
Where agreement and unity goes no more further
Where understanding is the order

I want to be a Father
Whose vision is brighter
Whose humility is stronger
Whose children can be proud of for longer

I want to be a Father
Who's departure from Earth would truly be a loss of a Ladder
To every less privileged, a God lover
A leg to the lame and when it's time to help, as fast as a panther

I want to be a Father
Who's ready to compromise due to loves lather
Who's a true leader
Though, not perfect but is near perfections father.

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️2020.

55 · Aug 2021

WHERE I LIVE

Daniel Albright Aug 2021

WHERE I LIVE

WHERE I LIVE.*

Out of the Source of all,
Came the source of words in elevated language,
Out of the waterfall,
Came the honey that hides bitterness in its cage.

I live in a society of diverse beliefs,
Where crime has tagged every stranger a thief,
And has made the innocent to be in grief,
Where solace is rare and in relatives I find no relief.

I dwell among people of nonchalance,
Where trust is alien and betrayal a citizen,
Where love is far and hatred is given chance,
Where people feed each other with the honeycomb of death that is risen.

Love can only be hand picked on the streets,
Wickedness covered with a deceptive smile,
Honesty is no longer on its feet,
Challenges has kept help in its file.

A society where crime has made fear king,
Leaving in every heart a presumptuous ring,
Help from humans has turned to sting,
Songs of loneliness now I sing.

I dwell with thorns of betrayal,
Where my story is more important than my glory,
Where mockery opens the ears of the judgemental,
Where loneliness only can afford my dowry.

Dwelling in the midst of a few trusted,
I seal my lips and suffer silently,
Speaking is fruitless because people will get me twisted,
I'll keep hoping, grinding and moving till I get there quietly.

© Daniels Pen™ 15th August, 2021.

52 · Oct 2020

Pride.....

Daniel Albright Oct 2020

Pride.....

A Poem: Pride....

She's beautiful and intelligent
She moves with people of her level in affluence contingent
Who's understanding is shallow
She hates poor boys but loves Prince Marlow

My color is beautiful
I love those who get "kala kala", they mustn't be dutiful
I want those who will take me to Dubai
Spend on me and keep me in "no skin pain" fry

Life is not all about living wealthy
Wealth without experiences that leads to wisdom is *****
Love is not all based on money
Your attitude alone is honey

Beauty fades in a twinkling of an eye
Intelligence is ignorance if not in good attitudes style
Humility is the ladder of Greatness
Pride, Dear Singles, lies only in the house of foolishness.

© Daniels Pen ™ ✍️✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

51 · Aug 2021

A TASTE OF HELL

Daniel Albright Aug 2021

A TASTE OF HELL

A TASTE OF HELL*

Blinded by the honey in leisure,
Entangled by my quest for wealth,
The tree of life I didn't treasure,
About my life, I wasn't stealth.

I dreamed and desired good morals,
The chains I never saw kept pulling me down,
My tears became my secret choral,
Bound by vices and walking in their town.

My life was in an acephalous state,
My desires were contrary to my desire,
Freedom was the song in my heart but ******* in the plate,
Forced to eat of its soured meal, indeed I was under fire.

Like a hypnotized being,
Memories of righteousness evaporated from me,
I had four eyes for seeing,
Things I saw appeared four to me.

As a part of me wanted goodness,
The bad part had more power,
My garment of morality was burnt and I was given pills of sadness,
I lost every good thing my heart's horoscope saw, down in hell I went lower.

A point where one has two hearts,
One desiring good, the other blackness,
Desiring peace but controlled by wars cart,
I knew the Light, yet I was controlled by darkness.

Surrounded by powers invisible to the human eyes,
Stripped of every good thing, living dead, a freed captive, I was too sick to tell,
I squeezed out time to write concise,
To tell you, I once had a taste of hell.
©Daniels Pen ™9th June, 2021.

51 · Oct 2020

If I ever stop writing

Daniel Albright Oct 2020

If I ever stop writing

A Poem: If I ever stop writing.*

I discovered a treasure
Though, late and hidden in great measure
My life would be without bearing
If I ever stop writing

Though, the writing zeal
Is on the downward road, I know books would heal
This battle I will never stop loosing
If I ever stop writing

The ink of my emotions
Would see no paper to air its notions
My gift would keep sleeping
If I ever stop writing

My pen would never stop inking
As long as I can't stop thinking
My pen to laziness linking
If I ever stop writing

Poetry is the beautiful girl
That set my heart aflutter and made me birl
A succumber I'd be to powers that are fighting
If I ever stop writing

Writing, not just writing nonsense
Writing things that draws sense
No poem is worth reciting
If I ever stop writing.

© Daniels Pen ™ 2020.

49 · Dec 2020

A Fixed Heart

Daniel Albright Dec 2020

A Fixed Heart

A Poem: A Fixed Heart*

A free moral agent
That on his heart has a dent
He's a manipulated man
His decisions are always in front of a fan

Life has tossed us all
At some point, we had no one to call
But let all wheels be broken
My heart, from you Lord will not be taken

Poverty poured hot water
Disappointment came in letter
Dejection gave me a crown
Yet, from you O Lord, I won't back down

Futile efforts almost tore me
I struggled to be the better me
People began asking, "Are you sure God is there?"
Sticking to you Lord, is a decision, so rare

Wicked men pushed my face to the wall
Hatred gave a tackle that made me fall
But my eyes are fixed on the Glorious Lord
Though, bound in hopelessness cord

The skies gave no rain
In dryness, I was in pain
Very hard, life shot its dart
One thing is sure, I have a fixed heart.

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

47 · Aug 2020

A Cry for Freedom

Daniel Albright Aug 2020

A Cry for Freedom

A Poem: A Cry for Freedom*

I was born in sin
Caged and held tight by its pin
But I was oblivious of this
When I'm ruled by my fleshly bliss

I sought my praise
Exalting myself and the worldly raise
But held in the cage of sin
I was revolving around its spin

I took the garment of self righteousness
But my Achilles heel held me in its steadfastness
Yes, everyone has an Achilles heel
But I know God can change it still

I desired the things that are hidden
I love to see the ***** pictures of natures forbidden
I thought morality could break me loose
I never knew I was still in its shoes

I fasted and prayed
Yet the stain still stayed
I held personal vigils with crying
Yet in all that, I haven't started trying

I thought I had overcome
But after some weeks I'm found in its pit, how come?
I thought I was free
Now I know I'm still bound by its key

I emptied my bucket of personal efforts
All in a bid to be the person I'd wished to be in victory's forts
Weak and pale I looked like a tail
I lay, helplessly on the ground of captivity looking stale

Lord, please I plead for Mercy
I know I'm not fit, but please remember me and forgive my hypocrisy
Set me loose for I'm weak and tired, ******* in deaths kingdom
Oh! Dear Lord, hear my cry for Freedom.

© Daniels Pen ™ 2020.

44 · Aug 2021

IN MY OWN WORLD

Daniel Albright Aug 2021

IN MY OWN WORLD

IN MY OWN WORLD*

We all have our world's,
Where we see differently,
Of course, our understanding can't be hurled,
Where mentality and opinions meet silently.

Some are easy to flow with,
Others are strict and lack social ability,
I've tried to measure their lenses width,
Only to discover that we all are our eyes liability.

I'll paint my world with sacrifice,
And not like those who disguise,
I'll love with everything in me and not treat people like a dice,
And not fear those who bug me but open my arms in its big size.

I'll speak kind words and ask politely,
Not to hurt their feelings or get them mad,
I'll love and be ready to help, taking nothing lightly,
I'll put myself in your shoes and not make the depressed, sad.

I'll listen well, without assumption,
I'll humbly seek to know your hearts state,
And not be a proud elite that puts away the unlearned to dejection,
I'll try to help the much I can, and not leave you to fate.

With the lens of love I'd view everyone,
I'll wisely love to give, and no one would ever be called a beggar in my world,
I'll reason with you and not rashly conclude why you never won,
I'll make my bed with love and care and wear the perfume of the social in my own world.

© Daniels Pen™ 2021.

42 · Dec 2020

Unbreakable Hearts

Daniel Albright Dec 2020

Unbreakable Hearts

A Poem: Unbreakable Hearts*

Like the cold in the night
It gripped me tight
After we saw ourselves in each other's eyes
Our hearts dropped hypocrisy and its lies

Like the snail glued to its spittle
We're glued in loves tickle
Like the stain from the fluid in the cashew fruit
Your acts of love are always on my hearts suit

It's as if the world revolves around us
Blinded, obsessed and overtaken by this feeling, so precious
Ever since we met, our hearts has got a pink face
No challenge can create between us, a space

This tie, formed by love can not be broken
Due to fondness token
Faithfulness leads the way and all condiments of love
As indispensable as the air we breathe, so are we to each other in the city of love

Seasons may come and go
Tides may rise and fall in its ego
This bond has come to keep, forever our hearts
Passion has made our hearts, unbreakable hearts.

© Daniels Pen ™✍️✍️✍️ 2020.

41 · Aug 2020

Greek Love

Daniel Albright Aug 2020

Greek Love

A Poem: Greek Love*

A lifeline was given to me at the nick of death
I was grateful to God but curious
I wondered, who sacrificed this breath?
My curiosity led me to a hand that was vicious

Your reception at first was devilish
My gratitude to you was deep
You didn't want me to know you're stylish
We began to fall into Lovers Leap

I gradually began to fall for you
Your transparency made me fall the more
You finally took the keys to my heart to you
I never knew you were an Iago waiting for the downfall of the Moor

Oh! I poured out my heart to you
I was ready to do all you commanded
I really loved you
I never saw the circle of death that surrounded

Your smile was my happiness
My tears was your greatest delight
Oh! I never knew you were my source of sadness
You release wickedness in a speed of light

I fell into your arms thinking you loved me
Only to fall into the hands of Brutus
I've always thought, you love me
An Othello I am, an Iago were you in status

Love is transparent and without betrayal
Love is sincere and highly respected
But your hand of fellowship needs no appraisal
cause you never loved me as expected

Your sacrifice was designed to pull me down
The time we spent was for you to break me behind
Your aim was to empty my pocket and remove my crown
I never knew this, I thought I saw love in your mind

Through your Judas like terrible style
You've made me not to believe in love
I'm now resting in loneliness file
Instead of being in a pit called, Greek Love.

© Daniels Pen ™ 2020.

41 · Sep 2020

Better a Widow.....

Daniel Albright Sep 2020

Better a Widow.....

A Poem: Better a Widow......

Before I put my hand into the ring
I've always dreamt and wished for one thing
To have a man who'd love and cherish me
A man with vision, goal and that can understand me

I tied the knot with ease
Not aware of the character that won't cease
The journey was sweet at the beginning
Things became bitter with the bells of poverty ringing

I talked to him but a rock was he
I had pity on my personal efforts because he became a goatee
I began questioning within, loneliness began flowing like a stream
My past desires and wishes were lost in the present stream

Swimming in self pity
Standing on the fence of divorces city
Hitting my head on sorrows city wall
My efforts, Ah! Are all fallen like Jericho wall

My faith rejects divorce
But the gravity of loves force
Lacking in his worn out character
Has given me a name, Mara, and has taken away laughter

A man wrapped in laziness cloth
No amount of words can change it's worth
With his lips, meat is put into the soup
This makes his children to start thinking of a coup

Oh! I wish I had eyes like the sun
To see into the far east from the Galaxy and with fun
I'll not have even thought of living with a man
It's better a widow than with a lazy man

© Daniels Pen ™ 2020.

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