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Love Take Us Through

Through that lens,
Of pain, of ego
You were wrong!
Upsetting my thought
Love scared away
Prescription before diagnosis
Redefined distance between
Life and death.
Hatred, suspicion and envy
her regular guests
Dined together
Lounged together
Slept together…

Suit my thought, perfect bimbo
Like the rose
She had thorns
Fierce! Sharp! Clawed!
I chose to see the rose
Sweet scent
Glowing colours
For a while, for ever…
But soon,
I forgot the thorns
They said,
It would refine my heart,
into some gem,
I left it with uneven sores.

That ache imflamate…
But love, taking us through.
Then she made me remember,
Those dust on my feet like we nevrr walked together…
Nostalgia.

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One History Time

Sitting in a circle,
With their wooves wagging,
Gossiping
While sipping hatred.

Fast backwards…
After calls!
Miss you and you is like,
‘what did you wanna say?’
Heart sinks three feet low,
Then,
How have you been?
‘unwell, just sick, you can’t know more…’
Locked out! Out.
Cant help ‘oh!’ moments… Then in fantasy,
Screams!
Best friend…!
Hurls luck!
Points towards common sense,
Censured it and leaves…
Then hope.

Ah, now those limits shaken off the mist,
They were there anyway… Sunctioned!

Dawn Into Day

Away from wee morning…

Sentenced ourselves to mandatory thinking
Asking valid questions
‘Where does our present lead us?’

Success came easy in theory
Wishing in comfort
But there were few horses
For the strong
Then we did contest
They prosecuted our ability
Judged our inability
And then we lost; our broken hearts
A chance to spend love.

 

Thoughts were different yet on course
Had super energy, power
But the language, unspoken.

 

Our only mission remained
To rise above the scarlet domant Today
That separates hope from ambition
The widow from the orphan
The sun from the shadow
That tide that threatens stability.

 

Once upon a past
A myth arose from the wild
I was in the cast
Boarded and settled on the rollercoaster
Became a norm in my life
Organized chains of emotions
Then I grew up, was chewed up
Then wasted away… it was AIDS.
In sour contest with comfort
It was way late
I made earnest promise to me
Should another day come
I was tested

It came as a mystery
Tethered within walls of morality
Where, how, when, just how
It was never a choice
It stayed with me…

My denial, a peaceful hideout
Locked me for the longest time
My faith suffered
It was short-lived
I drank my heart out
Hope to find sanity at the bottom of the glass
The temptation strengthened me
I withered and frailed
Then they sought me
To them I became a specimen
I was goldmine
I was an outcast
I was their saviour!
Out of poverty, into fame
Into riches, into publicity
They helped though
Something that raised my CD4 count

My happiness stolen from its cradle
Scent of defeat
The tragedy reminded me
Then I asked God to creat me again
That moment changed me
It cost more than a little
Built hope in me, light in the tunnel
It wasn’t a train…
His love, guarantee to my battered life
To last forever and another day
My God, legit.

Talk God to Your Happiness

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Everyone has a desire to be happy. Having happiness that is perpetual, never ending and reliable, remains the only essence of a relationship. Happiness comes from friends and not pleasure. It feels sweet to be loved, to be appreciated and to know the joy that comes with loving. But sometimes you feel the thirst for being loved yet this love can not be satisfied by human friendship which, more often has conditions and limits. This, always trash our happiness.
Deep inside your heart, you thirst for someone to be your friend in all seasons for no reason pegged, to be part of your life moment by moment, day by day till nothing do you part. That friend to whom you feel joined by some invisible web, that friend who will never give a reason for deserting you, that friend who only has unconditional love. While all these desires might be overrated, we then cease to have any hope in human being and avert that hope somewhere else. A place with definite assurance that human friend cannot match. It is with God. 
As with any friend whom you would like to relate to, laugh with, touch, speak to like you would your best friend and thank for being part of your life, so it is with God. There is nothing simpler. We can talk to Him any time, any day, through prayer. However making that prayer is sometimes difficult, so that you might want to ask yourself, ‘what do I say to him?’ Just like your friend, whenever it’s not easy to talk, there could be tension, a problem, that’s creating that barrier between you. Nothing comes easy as talking to the one you love, the one you adore. Even without words you can always be the most comfortable person in your friends’ presence. 
Therefore, why would prayer be that difficult? It is because we do not know how to love, how to let our heart free, to be occupied by our friend, God. To find true friendship with others, we have to let go of our little ego and give it to them, to find their happiness first and that, be our happiness. 
Apparently, when it’s difficult with friends, it will never be easy with God. But God gives us a great gift whenever we are willing to empty our hearts. So that He can fill it with His SPIRIT. The spirit then lives in us and little by little teaches us to love, to give ourselves over and merry in his friendship. This only happens when we are ready to be happy, to let go and let God.

Valid Twin Sensation?

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They raided my heart
then left
She smiled, sweet
He caressed, smooth
Their planed moves
Scored high, won
Reason beyond, afar
His exit identical to entrance
Hers nostalgic.

I stood and waited
My kinetic affection to halt
Watched you ungrade my love

I searched her eyes
Met with her emotionless countenance
That placed me between doubt and retreat
The pain not enough
Pain that crucified and ripped off the only affection left
I tired,
To show my perpetual love
Then I got tired,
That affection withered
When my arms still wide apart
Despair squeezed my heart dry
My heart bled tears
And blood of resignation
I turned to walk back
To forget, to shake
Then she called…
And he called…
I trembled, heart race
I turned to glimpes
And there she stood
He stood, smirk
Her open arms, I took her back…

she took me in
to make one last raid
i felt it, its weight
her indifference loud
His gaze on the haha
wronged by life
offended by karma
now paying for what was not
her last love auctioned
Before the late sanity…

Through The Mirror

Through The Mirror.

Through The Mirror

I saw her watching me
I blinked, she did
I raised my hand to touch her
My hands went through
Into thy space
I sought her again
Right there looking at me
‘Why then?’ I asked
She never replied

In that mirror
The three of us now
Blinking when we blink
Smiling when we smiled
Frowning when we frowned
I reached for her again
My hand waved through
I smiled, they did
Then I touched the mirror
There she was
Touching me
Holding me where not
I tried to feel her
But I felt me
I turned, she too turned
Confusion overcame me
I touched the mirror again
I touched her
She beckoned, she hushed
Aghast, persistent beckon
I lifted my leg forward
Whooosh!
I advanced towards her
She moved back, I pursued
Intensely
Right before the mirror
That vacuum, felt her grip
Tight and tense
I pulled myself stable
Then stare, long one
Amidst nothing.
I looked up
For the longest time

.

Indefinite.

I ceased being earths subscriber
Insured my heart to a source
On carpentered tree
Stared; believed; free
Love be the reason
Skeptical, He would con out my soul
Aint funny.
Then gave it all,
My chore, just believe.
Call Him anything
Something
Everything I can.

Lllies of the valley said ‘We’ll glow in lieu’
The sun, ‘I’ll be back every morning’
Moon assured, ‘I’m sun in your darkness’
The road promised, I may be rough but I’ll lead you on’
Those birds merried, ‘Morning glory every dawn time, we praise’

Then I sat,
Muse
Then rounded all off to the nearest images:

He is that mother right spanking and left embracing you

He is that friend who deposits love in you for nothing back

He is that stranger’s support with right hand and broad smile

He sits in the cloud
granting wishes,

Thats just how my faith handle todays tribulatuons

For
God ~ the happy things in life.
He is Love.

Investing in Scale Free Love

It was an opportunity,
That elevated that dignity,
Into an infinity,
And I thought of humility,
Another chance to save humanity,
Off children sprouting from calamity.

For tomorrows existence,
Based on todays performance,
Creating a tangible persistence,
And a distance,
Away from the nuisance,
That should near joyful dance.

Like a butterfly on jubilation,
So the least worry in determination,
To keep the future motivation,
Of their lives on pillar foundation,
And assured, promise in basic education.

For this where tomorrow begin,
And as they carry out within,
All they net for is a win,
With friends, neighbour and next of kin,
Promises to keep them out of sin.

So to them proclaim open love,
Reinforce that strength from up above,
And His blessings descend like a dove,
Descend upon them that we love,
Our protection and care they deserve.

Our tomorrow, they are.

It was an opportunity,
That elevated that dignity,
Into an infinity,
And I thought of humility,
Another chance to save humanity,
Off children sprouting from calamity.

For tomorrows existence,
Based on todays performance,
Creating a tangible persistence,
And a distance,
Away from the nuisance,
That should near joyful dance.

Like a butterfly on jubilation,
So the least worry in determination,
To keep the future motivation,
Of their lives on pillar foundation,
And assured, promise in basic education.

For this where tomorrow begin,
And as they carry out within,
All they net for is a win,
With friends, neighbour and next of kin,
Promises to keep them out of sin.

So to them proclaim open love,
Reinforce that strength from up above,
And His blessings descend like a dove,
Descend upon them that we love,
Our protection and care they deserve.

Our tomorrow, they are.

Cargo from Yesterday, Oh God!

The nostalgic aroma here                                                                                                      The sickening stench there                                                                                                           And confusion in equator
Unfolding affection and adoration
Indebted to humanity, thought,
Well…
That, to yearn with years chosen to be
Never existed per se
Rather else, on second earth

”Beckon me dear
Wherever you are
I won’t take long”
Welcome all preliminaries
To stir back the course
Loving this since gimmick days
When yours resembled mine
And ours was one

Just you and us only.

Oh this holy violence that has kept me
Hope
While my boundary sieve protection
I wait for us and we start all over
Right here not there
Where just intellect survive through
Will o’ the wisp
Keeping Faith at arm’s length
For tomorrow is very strange
Though even with death and back
Would still be a quality
Corpse of the only legal possession.
All machismo never to protect or to defend
But this isn’t a man’s thing,
God’s.

Rummaging imaginations of all intellectuals
Desires of barren quest
Spiced and never liked
This time made too real
And organized just to thrill
Alas!

It must have been Calvary
But how without crucifixion
Or well, or not yet.
That hurricane from the winter desert
And that whirlwind from the summer sea
Why not admit once and for ill
Just in love with what isn’t
Where, how, what,
Oh why?
Those that arrest a hundred percent
Viewership
A feat not just for any ape
They want to sprinkle sauce on you
You and condiment and devour you raw
‘Recommended graphical exploration,’ they say,
‘The one God created on Monday’
A malignant social cancer.
Only conscious obstruction can save.

Oh hail the angels within
And scale a balance
To roar and surge the spirits back
That once stricken with fear, unknown
Always enduring and never-ending
But not yet, yet no needs met
Now I take my stance to supper merrily
The cud
For that hiccupped back.

If I were angel
Meet me at your gate
Is it here where it is?

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