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J Aigboje Ohiro Jan 2016
My Life is a mystery,
One with an Unsolved History,
though still alive, with blood in my arteries,
I tried to put together all the nitty gritty

As i tried to come to the realisation of self discovery
My life became one hell of a story,
Pain found me,like Anastasia not administered in a surgery,
Torn apart left to wither my eyes became heavily watery,

Oh! how hard i thought,
but Hope to me, once again someone brought
saying to me no need for sorrow, all of that i've bought,
but doubts filled my heart, and those words i fought,

but then again i gazed at the cross,
where he was killed, and his garment tossed,
all of this happened because of me, so i paused,
oh salvation! this drew me closer to the cross

where he died and gave me a second chance
that's why in his name i can pray and dance

He is call Christ, my saviour,  my greatest influence


                                                     ­       -J.A Ohiro
salvation, sorrow, christ
J Aigboje Ohiro Jan 2016
You are an epitome of beauty,
the cornerstone of perfection,
calmly lovely and lonely
so art thou with eyes like dove
and a body moulded into a temple of beauty
you are embellished with grace
and love shines through your face
you are fascinating and enchanting
you make me feel i can defile gravity when i am with you
but thats why i am scared
i ask myself  how long can this continue
because love now a days has lost its meaning
as though love is a myth,
i know when it comes to love
trust is a must
but infatuation and youth exuberance are the order of the day
you may love me now but what about tomorrow and the days after
when the guy with fancy cars, mansions and jewelries
pop up in your life like ads on the internet
will my love matter or be battered?
i wasn't done asking this question before you answered
now i feel that love only exist in movies and in my dreams.
dreams??? what a consolation.


                  J.A  Ohiro
expressions, love, trust, disappointment , questions...

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