Its Love I'm not sure of

People and places,
Life's got its own races,
Good or bad, life gives chances,
Mine with you, never noncoincidence.

Things happen for a reason maybe,
But with time I just knew you'll be,
Something I've envisaged for thee,
A partner for who you'd be.

Many things go for a sight to heart,
Yours did for a hair at that,
My preferences subdue to that,
Yours worked on me like a ****.

I'm indulged,
I babble over thoughts of us, I overindulge,
Man up I say, as affections bulge,
To a lone night of clean "thoughts with no smudge".

Oblivious to a public scene,
I make my first words seen,
Chivalrously I ask "to be seen",
Optimistic of a positive answer forseen.

You shrunk my optimism,
Hallucinated my pessimism,
With thoughts if I'd pulled a solecism,
Thoughts that rhyme with barbarism.

A turn off? I thought less,
My heart taught me to care less,
And to mind less,
Cause you'd still "come first".

Trust your heart,
guard the parts,
It assumes the innermost thoughts of both paths,
And coerces the being to act.

You trusted your heart,
Guarded the parts,
Your were coerced to find my path,
I was happy to have you back.

It all goes good,
Feels like hunger found food,
Thoughts drain like words in a big book,
Out like a baby, 9 out of the womb.

Loves in the obscure,
Not too bright to be lured,
Maybe its too early to sense pure,
What about...we're just not sure?

Conversations glitter,
Feels better than never,
We found ourselves, 'cause we talk better,
All nights, its ours to getter.

But wait, I'd assume time rather hop's,
With that, we can account for times we never talk,
When daft blue ticks are the norm,
Emoji replies bare the nigh-dialogue.

You initially thought we had something,
I did think so too, same thing,
But we look lost, close to nothing,
Maybe we aren't doing the necessary "fighting".

For a while its lost,
We're gone, for short!
Maybe we should have taken a shot,
To keep our life span for talks not short.

But things fall apart,
Maybe only when Achibe laughs,
But life has its own true paths,
Maybe for who compulsorily have to cross paths.

Little fires spark a big flame, indeed,
Maybe we realise we both are in need,
Of each others warm needs,
Maybe were both tired of a boring deed.

Lets rekindle us. A date?
Sounds good. It definitely deserves the wait,
Love talk, you'd guess, or? lets not exaggerate,
The day schedules a good date.

Alas, she's late, but its queen,
She deserves the big scene,
With a nice dress in green,
She'll pass as my queen.

Fun food time goes quintessential,
Night time in urban city? Cinema is essential,
Got us dazzling with thoughts of us not in denial,
Possible lovers? we did the conventional.

Cozy moments, things get sweet,
You'd actually feel love's heat,
It burns, rather internally in the heart,
Its an affection you'd never want to thwart.

Trigger triggers, what's triggered?
Ardour, lust, infatuation, love fad, love, what's desired?
Passion grows for each other, both admired,
Actions? Long talks no one gets tired.

Do you call it sudden love, lust, infatuation?
The words are lost find one with a good definition,
Feels are strong and great, feels like never diminishing,
But experience says, its love I'm not sure of, finishing.

With clenched fists, my grasp thrashes the golden seraph blade against these stubborn barriers, as I frantically try to find my away around this world of surreal stability. My gaze compulsorily follows the shimmering residue, splatters floating upon these void waters, reminding me of fallen angles twinkling in the darkness.

Let these walls collapse with unshakable power, let them rattle me to my senses and draw me in. Leave me in my tears, to mourn in wretched hatred, allow me to slowly drown and cease my life as my last breath escapes from my steel blue lips.

Rid me of responsibility and guilt, and set a light for me as guidance. Shine bright in the storms, and embrace me as a warm blanket in the lonesome cold I must bear. For I have no home, and no place but the rabbit hole I absconded from.

With pedals of perished flowers, I can paint a sunny day, only to destroy the lingering hope by gently erasing each and every last leftover detail of glee. Haven’t you noticed me wandering into the nightfall? It surrounds me, slowly devouring who I am, and drawing my comatose form deeper into this pit.

I’ve learned to embrace the disappointments of this ****** domain just long enough to convince myself there’s a purpose to continue. I wipe the streaming tears off my face, and can’t help but to mock my pathetic sentiments.

Love
One word but like so many feelings attached
So what exactly is love?
Nope
Don't expect any answes in here
Bcoz I myself is for searching for answers.

When we were small, innocent and with not so much of brains
The concept of love was so simple,
Two People meeting each other, falling in love and staying together forever.

But as we grow up,we find out that it's not so simple,
And it just gets complicated as we keep growing.
The more we try to understand it,the more complicated it gets.
The day we think we have figured it out and this is what exactly love is supposed to be,it just changes completely.

So what exactly love is,
I know we do love our parents and our family,
That is what,we compulsorily have to do.
These are the people we didn't choose for loving.
They are there with you and no matter what, you know they love you and you love them.

But what about the people we get to choose in our life's.
How would we know that we finally love someone enough to spend our lives with them.
How would we know that, that someone is made for you.
Or do we have to go through the process of taking chances with people and see if it works out or not and then keep doing that until we find the right one or get tired and settle for less.

So is Der a new and better process to find and know that if someone loves you and you actually love that someone?
Or we still need to follow the same old method .
The process feed into our minds through these movies and books and songs.
That if we think about someone all day long and smile and want to be with someone all the time, and just care about someone a little more than usual.
And yayy u r in love.
But this things, they are just so temporary and can be shifted to different people.

What if this concept of love fed into our minds doesn't exist.
Just forget it for a second
And then think how love would have been for you.
What would be your concept of it.
And then how would you know that you finally love someone.

They ride on celestial chariots
Belonging to "Class Untouchables"
They move with audacious swagger
So powerful, yet culpable
We all admited their courage and zest
But wait! If Naija is not a joke
How can a Parrot arrest the mighty Eagle?

The Eagle is quick to label
Especially when a match stick is missing
Now that the vault is desecrated
Where are the labels that shows it all
Crime, case connected to, and scene of crime?
This, surely, is a sacrilege

Let's see where this pendulum swings
That we play not judge, jury and executioner
If the Parrot can arrest the Eagle
And the hunter is becoming the hunted
Does it mean Elephants can fly in our Nation?
Or a victory for democracy?

We say no to hunger strike
Lest they play the ulcer card
And then apply for medical attention
Hunger strike, while some are held without trial
"Na here we go judge the matter"
Lesson learnt, none is greater than the law

Many a people fast compulsorily
Not because we are religious or spiritual
But for lack of what to eat
Yet you **** our economy with impunity
You have looted our looted funds
So, it's no more "Uhuru" as "Aluta continua"
And surely, "Victoria ascerta"

IF I WERE A MINISTER

If I were a minister, all grants I would immediately discontinue; as this increases laziness.
Instead there would be schemes introduced to build lakes, canals, bridges, and revive, regenerate n grow gardens n FORESTS.

Instead of increasing caste n creed difference, I would promote poor students, who are clever to study by giving free special coaching; but they would have to sign a bond n serve our country. No Quota System should exist as it brings down the standard of our Country, n makes people feel low or high ( discrimination increases)

I would abolish private schools who take donations n tution system I would most certainly, definitely abolish. Deserving students would be given extra coaching with utmost care.

Doctors, Nurses, Engineers should be inculcated to be dedicated, this can happen only when the donation menace ( vice) stops totally.

Every healthy citizen would have to serve the Armed forces compulsorily for 2 years... Every Minister's child included.

I would see that our soldiers would get due respect; after all, they protect us.

The list is rather long, but I would  do all the above on priority basis.
What do you readers say ??? Any suggestions ???

Armin Dutia Motashaw