Poetry is the voice That speaks from within To the ears That’s willing to listen Poetry is the thought Nurtured in the mind And brought to light In a way of a kind Poetry is Read More
Poetry is the voice That speaks from within To the ears That’s willing to listen Poetry is the thought Nurtured in the mind And brought to light In a way of a kind Poetry is Read More
In times when the tension is high In times when you fear you could die In times when you take a deep sigh Don’t forget that God is the most high In times when you Read More
Dear God Beside the still waters I sit Hearkening to the quietness of nature Imagining how would look heaven’s seat After a call has been made to rapture Dear God But I fear for the Read More
Are you one of those blinded By the ray reflected from the worldly steel? And go extra miles, to ensure you blended In the race to climb up that wealthy hill? Are you among those Read More
Like a balloon with just one prick it’s forever gone leaving us weak to cry and mourn then do we speak more of fun? If man lives more than once will he believe in making Read More
If I were a poet Will my Lord not listen attentively When I make my poetic invocation To suppress every provocation Fueled by the devil to cause unimaginable destruction? If I were a poet Will Read More
Who captains love wrongly in most relation-ships And tries to shift blames when it hits the rock After having promised to make a blissful dock? Who plays a second fiddle Even when their love has Read More
Simple, soft and succulent But yet clandestinely Changing at will Like the vicissitudinal trait in a chameleon A spring of care and affection Gushing slowly from within Accessible to the chosen But turns sour if Read More
Where else does a mind plays the drum While the pen dances to the rhyming rhythm? With painted ideas gushing out therefrom While the soul pictures the theme? Where else does the pen and paper Read More
As I lay here enclosed Enjoying this pleasant warmth What becomes of me when exposed To the outside world of wrath? Oh! My dear baby unborn The world itself is as pregnant as I am Read More
A pillar upon which the spirit of beliefs are built That makes the heart roam freely without guilt Blowing the winds of an unflinching believe in God Making even every odd A solemn bridge that Read More
What is more amazing than your unchanging movement pace? That has been the same from time immemorialleaving no trace Tic tac you move towards an unknown place Who dares to compete with you in a Read More
We Shall Stand What they doth seek We ve peeked and seen Since against God and man They’ve chosen to sin And tear us apart But solidly, like the rock We shall stand! Haven’t they Read More