Realms of poetry

Dear first born, always remember I do not have much to offer All I've got is unceasing prayers But if I'm left with no option than to offer you my last bread so I die out of hunger Then so be it Because I'd rather die giving my all to sustain your life than to live to see you die" Her first and last advice I heard. Man can't be ungrateful That really hit me hard Obviously she's got many troubles that I do not understand Probably during her prime ahe lost while playing her cards Maybe, just maybe, she didn't know how to play them well or she's tried all she can But life still chooses to be hard on her "This is the truth son: If you follow your friends and let their lifestyles eat into your brains You'll never live to appreciate my presence in your life Wake up and put on your thinking cap!" And in every sense she was righ.t Lo and behold stepdad confirms it, "You know your background has nothing to offer you rig...

Why Abort?? Mistakes, we say, are a part of life But two wrongs never make a right Is it because you are not yet a wife? At least, this time, just make it right. Children, a gift from God to you. Fortunate as you are, someone never had one. What if after rejecting this gift, He gives you none Are you going to blame Him or opt to be a nun. Why be a murderer whiles you can be a mother? Is it because he is not ready to be called a father? But remember, our God who art in heaven is our father This gift he gave you and will surely be a provider. Why abort? Why soil your hands with blood? Why stain your conscience with guilt? The toddler, when in your arms can make you glad. A brighter future together could be built. You will one day look back and smile You will be happy you embraced this present Facing the world and receiving this gift was worthwhile The so-called humiliations of the past can't be compared to the joy of the present Why abort? Anytime you a...

Gosh, he's huge and he's going to enter me. Though I've dealt with pain most of my life, I still wonder how this will seem to be. Especially when I take a glance at little Phoebe and after he entered her. It's like his very touch made her whole life sad. Who was that who entered her? But on the other side, look at Valerie too and how she carries herself about. Was all that not after they said he came into her life? Now she's as joyous than she could ever be. All  because of him I presume. Who is he? Well, there's a man who said he'll never leave "me" nor forsake "me". Through the darkest points and behind closed doors he'll be "my" key. I remember the Sunday school madam said that's what God said. But he said he could be him in my life if only I may.   My life's not being perfect, far from what I thought it will be The wrongs I've done and things I've touched. The lies I told, infact on s...

God gave a gift to the world when you were born— a person who loves, who cares, who sees a person's need and fills it, who encourages and lifts people up, who spends energy on others rather than herself, someone who touches each life she enters, and makes a difference in the world, because ripples of kindness flow outward as each person you have touched, touches others. But I hate you. Yes I do. From the darkest bottom of my heart, I hate you. I hate you for making me love you more than any other creature. I hate you for erasing my memory with your warming memories.  I hate you seriously for making my heart beat faster than it should. I hate my unquenchable love for you, well done, you set my heart on fire.  I hate you for stealing my heart’s sadness and replacing it with so much joy and hope that I feel like an immortal. Your selfishness has locked my heart and memory to all things but you.  I hate that I love you. I have met ladies in and around this ...

A smile was just good enough Despite all the scars left on her soul walking gorgeously to the alter Tears flood down my cheeks Thinking aloud Of how a wounded soul found such trust in my spirit To seek safety forever  till death set us apart Broken I found her  Embracing her on every side knowing she was lost . Her feelings were sacred To my intentions And praying never to crucify them She possess all To be called a virtuous one And in her imperfections I saw all the hurtings She struggle to let go Yes, a smile was just enough When she agreed to walk down  the aisle with me Despite all the bitterness in her voice She vowed never to see me through what she went through She is beautiful There is something special inside That never exist in the past Her inner being was like A sanctuary  built in fire What every man crave for Under the voice of their need But can't find the beauty in their scars Even if it's laid at their doors...

A little sleep, a little slumber And Satan is gonna rob u like a burglar Folding ur hands will bring u hunger Worse for you if u are a loafer Soo let's stand tall and stay together Vigilant to defeat the approacher Make use of every little time So as to prepare ur prime Ceasing every form of whine And so eager to take a ride A little drop of water makes a mighty ocean Get up on ur feet and stop the failure notion No pain; no gain, no fall; no rise Soo get it in ur gumption Take ur bible; get ur pen It's time for action Know that someone out there needs salvation Through our Lord Jesus Christ Who died for us To set us free from sin Born with no silver spoon Soo we making our own moves Digging our own grooves The sense of liberty as we cruise Life is truly free in the ghetto guys' shoes Laughing as we compare our own blues A way of sharpening our own tools Making them hot whiles we are still cool Like Stone Cold...We don't just booze Buh...

Deep down in the torso lies a morsel of flesh Mild at Peace, races in distress What accompanies a sound mind? A peaceful heart!!! Know!that feeling be it sweet, bitter or tart Heart is precious Heart is like a glass Once it breaks, it can Only be mended not repaired, It can not be resurrected; It takes time for it to be healed All lie and rely on what the heart says In joy,warm and smooth it stays Amidst pain,cold and broke it brays People say brokenheart is a mistake you commit Others say it an experience you must have Religion Say's it is a curse Philosophists says it is inevitable. What is your definition? My definition is; A happy heart makes the face cheerful but, heartache crushes the spirit Oh yes! In logic and science it proves more useful Yet not beyond pumping what actually dwells in it? Expression of bitterness , pain and vast emotions All set to motion, disease without a potion. Heart is very difficult to handle Very complicated ...