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Love is Hard to Find

Love surrounds us…though people take it for granite
Oh, but we’re unaware of it! We’re ignorant of it at times of tribulation
Vibrant, vermillion roses float in the swaying wind, like feathers, passing me by with a smile and a friendly wave
Everyone is embracing hate instead of love, embracing havoc instead of peace – WHERE IS THE LOVE? 

I am longing to feel like I belong! The church bells repeats its penitent bells 
Saddened by the fact that I’m trapped in my comfort zone of callous night…I want to be unchained from this solitary cave…but no angels tread the road that I’m currently on unfortunately

Hate rips my heart apart and throws it in the heartless fire…love is invisible like a caved in treasure
Ashamed because I always wanted to find avarice-devouring love, restoring joy to my absent-of-vanity verse
Rain descends like the sunset as my spirit ascends like the sunrise above the disconsolate clouds
Drenched in heartfelt relief…of experiencing love on another level – I’ll bring back to life my faith towards You once more

Tattered by heart’s wistful thumping…replace my heart with beauty’s caress and harmony, for I’m desperately in need of a savior
Owned by hatred, the monster that appears in my nightmares, the vile leader of rancorous wolves…

Fly away from the darkness that made you drink in desolation and devastation
Isolated by bliss and joy – overflowing with lamentation 
Never able to find a mixture of serenity and exaltation…maybe I’ll find it in the forest’s quietude
Destined to unlock my heart’s desire…however, love is hard to find, for I’m a hopeless, romantic boy, foolish in love and frankly…blind!


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Working in The Hospice

To Work In A Hospice Just Be There and Care.

Bring yourself, It's all that you have and it's real,
Everyone needs to be understood and to feel.

Treat others in the way you want to be,
Hear what's unspoken, listen for the key.
Encourage folk to say what they need,
Remember your limits , try not to exceed.
Every time you give, someone receives.

Allow yourself feelings, You are not perfect,
Never share outside except with the staff elect,
Dying is a lonely journey, let your care be your gift.

Care and love, let yours show,
Anxieties of your own, just let the staff know.
Recall happy memories, folk like that a lot,
Empathy's good but sympathy's not.

A way to remember the rules of engagement in The Hospice.

©  Dave Timperley. October 30th 2014


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C H A O S

Could I not see such ugly drawn out choices.

Hollow I feel such nothing for people it is fear that feeds me.

Alone in this forsaken world with nothing to accept.

Order is such pain that it is nothing but chains.

Souls that bare nothing but lost cause to confusion is such utter mistakes.


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Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
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The Message

I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done, I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine Like the late great who came before my time I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life Now that ain't right! As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite Night after night Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight Although, we'll be all right They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right Instead we're the light to a lying greed That will enlighten life to a brand new seed A man of God indeed Freed from the Son that bleeds Like the summer breeze He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe The air that please A satisfaction like the birds and the bees My word's words are the keys That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy So shall our comradery That will bring comfort to a struggling society A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity Unifying the physics of theory That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy Similar to the Cosby X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality Like life's calamity And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically However, I've discovered a system That can mathematically destroy ignorancy And turn our state of mind intellectually I elect that He (God) selects me to be And be that man who may lead this community So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny Like we were destine to be We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we. Because we are... The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous Our potentials are endless And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this So it's time we put a stop to this The biggest enemy of self And that's envy and jelousness Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is A promised made sealed with a kiss Knowing this Is the next best thing since "In the beginning" In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!


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Who Am I

Who am I?
Question indeed!

  W-eaned from tender 
age,in noble family of ten.
  H-urt by the demise of 
the tube that brought 
me into this theater of 
struggles and pains.
  O-rdered about by the 
whimps of this 
world,facing the hurdles 
of life daily from 
cradle,never giving up 
hope.
  
  A-fine young man of 28 
I am,who has the 
experience and wisdom 
of the aged.
  M-astering the arts of 
life-learning from lessons 
of life's victims and 
didactic poems 'cos man 
of fame I intend to be for 
I bear the name Bob.

  I-lost my poetic gift at a 
stage but recovered it in 
poetrysoup for invisible 
entities say a 
lesser being I shall be,but 
another encourages me 
to move on,for great is 
one who comes out of 
the shackles of life 
undeterred for this is who 
I am.



Name: Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwu.
Date:24-10-2013.


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Taken

"Taken, all is taken",she cried.
Assuming there was a theft I looked all around and
Kindly said that everything seemed in place.
"Everything that can be regained is not taken",Said she."Taken is
Nothing but the loss of dear ones close to your heart."


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Dead Baby

Dying more than ever before
Every time I miss you more
A first child that wasn’t born
Dead, now all I do is mourn

Baby only four months old
A treasure I never got to hold
Big hole in my heart tonight
Yelling “Why didn’t you hold me tight?”


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Feeling Again

Feelings that were dead, and forgotten are being resurrected.
 Things I never thought possible are becoming reality.
 The hallow feeling I felt is disappering, almost as if a dream.
 New and exciting is true, comfortable and real too. 
I lay awake reveling in this bed of mine, wondering when my time would come.
 Feelings that were lost and dead thought to be gone, are now growing.


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Nelson Mandela

Many born will choose paths in search of glory and fame               

And after the dust has settled, not much value remains

Nelson “chose” with open eyes and a passion-filled heart        

Despite physical pain and degradation, love kept his soul apart

Evil, he shunned when it would've been easy to embrace

Love, he championed throughout the marathon race

And now at last, peacefully, touched the finish line!
~*~

Note: In Honor of Nelson Mandela 7/18/18 - 12/5/13 +RIP


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Frozen Petal

There you go
Making me fear the person I am
Trying to put me down
My bond to you is stronger than I thought
I love and hate you
Not for the unforgivable things you’ve done
But for putting me in that position
Where believing in myself
Is so far out of context
That I hate who I am so completely
For me to get better I need you more than ever
To just be who your supposed to be to the person who I am


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Schizophrenia

Strange dreams blend with reality. A true
Compliments toward rejection. 
Haunted by
Irrational voices;
Zoomed.
Outrageously tortured. Presents
Paranoid delusions, as well as
Hallucinations. Then, consciousness;
Run, seceded. Became
Extremely dried. So
Noticeable and rapid. 
Ironic, yet dramatic.
A pure self-imposed isolation.


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Rest InPeace Regan

Rest in peace my charming friend; lo your body is now asleep but you spirit remains with us always. With our constant lively action, everything seems much more still without you here, but we shall remember and cherish you as you were-fun loving and full of life. You lit up the world around you just a little bit more with your perky attitude and bright smile.
Evening twinkles a little bit brighter with a newly gained star. A special one-of-a-kind treasure with your light of burning passion smiling down upon us as you await our arrival
Softly we hum to your memory; as we blissfully play back in our minds all the times we had with you.
Time was cruel, taking you at early twenty-one years, but we took what we could-what we were given and made the best of everything we had. Cherishing every moment and enjoying you and your hilarious antics

Invaluable you were to everyone who met you and knew you. You were an amazing person and wonderful friend who always stood by everyone’s side and helped those who needed it. Knowing how full of life you always were, it’s hard to believe that you are now parted from this life. I still see you with that glorious smile upon your face filling your eyes with a deviously mischievous twinkle…
Never did I imagine I’d be having to say my final farewell so soon; the way you were burns in my mind as I whisper my love and goodbyes to you one last time...

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Rest in sweet peace my dear friend; never will you ever be forgotten- Forever engrained in our minds your legacy will continue one for years to come…
Early morning reality strikes its cold, hard chord as sudden sadness as despair finally sinks in… you have been removed from this broken world where we mourn your loss; the pain hitting each person deeper than the one previous
Goodbye my adventurous dream, the spark of memories hold together the shattering pieces of my cracked heart that sorrow threatens to crush in the grips of its mighty claws tightly surrounding my aching, bleeding heart…
Angels rejoice as they gather you in hugs and welcome your coming, leading you to your place beside our lord, residing with him as you patiently await the rest of us to join you
Nostalgically I smile and watch as you fade into my dreams; I will never forget you my friend, remember me as we wait to see each other once more…

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R.I.P
Regan Steel; friend, brother, and more...
October 28, 1991- July 15, 2013


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The love I made for you

 Through my thoughts I created you
 Out of you came love running for peace
 Love so sweet it turn red like roses
 Though the love couldn’t exist alone
 Out of you I emerge as a king to your palace
 I came when the moon showed it bosom to the sea
 Together the love grew like a flower on fertile soil 

When our love matured feelings were born
 A feeling that change my thoughts as chameleon change its colors
 When my thought got exhausted with happiness falling like stars
 The heart took control of me and you
 A heart so pure yet never hurt before

When the heart was hurt darkness took control
 From darkness grief seize the motions crafted with pain
 Out of grief hate emerge with the fury of a tyrant devil 
 But hate grew old and I only saw you and I walking towards emotions
 Emotions caught on the deep light of the glowing sun
 
 i wanted to run to the mines and dig a gold for you
 Yours only that none has touched and felt its beauty 
 except you and i.




from my old poem that I just want to give it life that it deserve.


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LoVe HuRtS

Love could be pure beauty... Love could be a temporary high with an awful hangover...I can't deny that I loved you to the extreme - that changed so suddenly 
Opting out on love affairs, I don't need another heart break...I don't wanna damage my self-esteem again...I don't wanna waste away...fade away, negativity - vanish from my sight for good! 
Vivid images bleed through my cranium achingly and repeats like a broken record, playing out of the blue at the dead of night...it's projecting horror on another level...stop haunting me - there's a demon, chanting curses in my head..giving me a load of dread! I toil in my anguish! Remorseful tragedy taints my heart with blistering blasphemy! 
Elevate me with your awesome Works and Wonders...oh Lord! Why does this burn burn on like a wild fire...my imagination is blazin' aflame & I'm hurting with distasteful shame brewing inside of my woeful, hopeless heart! Things will never be the same again!!

Hang me up like a hanger in the cell-like closet in your bedroom... It feels so cold in this chamber of solitude and mystifying abyss - don't forget me in the clusters of the hangers; I wouldn't mind holding on to your beloved attires/garments with pensive patience...I wait keenly for your return!
Up and away, I float like a rainbow air balloon...I ascend like the airplane, taking a fantastic flight! I'm feeling this terrific, natural, good-vibes-down-my-spine high...I'm a shade of orange and gold! No longer a shade of blue and gray! Do I belong somewhere sacred...somewhere special...somewhere surreal in your heart? Let's make a love oath & promise me you will stay faithful to our vitality-vibrant vow
Risking my life for my loved ones... Love hurts - please fall in love when you feel ready and when you feel mature enough to handle a bittersweet relationship...love may be a box of chocolates at first, but then it can ruin you like a monsoon! Be vigilant and let your heart be in vain at all!! Love hurts especially when someone rejects your affection towards them - it makes me feel rather jaded and distressed - you sink fast and collapse on the ocean floor like the Titanic; my heart breaks like that once triumphant, robust ship 
Thank you for all the miracles you've bestowed upon the Earth and I of course! I give it my best to express my gratefulness towards Your divine, glorious character! Thanks a billion for allowing me to have gifts and talents - I like to show it off with Humility & confidence all the same! 
Sure... Go ahead and call me an insane moron, a dense fool or whatever you wanna call me! Don't make me have hurt feelings or don't insult me too much - in a sensitive guy with an innocent heart crafted by God's healing hands...love felt good at dome point in my life! I was young and free back then, but I took love lightly and I'm a ludicrous boy...a naughty man in love with a crazy, jubilant woman! That's quite odd - I thought love hurts, however, my opinion have been turned down by young couples all around the world (their relationship worked out perfectly) and I haven't looked on the brighter side of love...I was destined to be single and alone for life! I've lost all of my chances & my time was wasted on plastic, envious love! Ugh!


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Clapping

Case unlocked
Lone Ranger came out in theatres
Awesome! Johnny Depp is so brilliant and wicked!
Painstaking regrets shown on stage
Pangs of depression cling to me like the Pirates of the Caribbean monkey 
Iris turns blue...the pupils of many decrease in size
Never felt so much pride and happiness 
Grasp vast grace


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E - seventh part of EXPENSE series - the non-messed up version

End this madness inside of my cranium and numb the pain that’s making me 
feel this sensation, as if I was drunk off of rum…I’m not a drunkard that’s 
dumb and that’s a fact that has made a big impact in my life…especially my 
brother’s life to be exact!! Do you have any clue what I’ve been through? Do 
you have any brain cells in your empty brain? Are you damaged by your 
suicidal depression? Anxiety took a toll on you – you’re in its session…it’s 
controlling you like a puppet, doing whatever the puppet master tells it to do! 
You demand attention immediately without further ado…pay off your expense 
of your emotional suspense! Dispense and you shall receive no more expense! 
You are fenced in by the absence of hope and the approval of avarice appeal! 
Ignorant to the time, drifting away from your grasp! You hold your breath and 
you gasp! At last, you understand how important it is to immediately dispose 
of your expense! Just reap what you sow and pay up for your sins! The 
consequences lay in someone else’s hands and the two grand lands split! You 
are way, way more worthy of praise than being in chains in this pitiful pit of 
yours! All because you didn’t pay up your exceptional amount of expense! I’m 
going to drop off reality for the time being until the end! Deplorable Reality’s 
strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees, swarming around 
me like my crowd of fans, family and friends – what’s the expense of fame? 
Will I be feeling this shame with a grand name? Will it be astonishing beyond 
say or just another bill to pay? Ignorance is bliss they say…I’ll type no more of 
this verse today…Or I’ll pay my expense of writing too much! At least I give 
my poems a great punch of passion, inspiration, and it’s moving, even with 
the slightest touch!!!!


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Wish-I-was-in-a-better-place

Wish i was in a better place.
To survive myself from this case.
I know it is just a phase.
Till I get God's grace.

I think I'm sounding ungrateful.
It's just that sometimes it gets painful.
I got to Thank God and stay faithful.
'Cause graceful days are coming peaceful.


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N - fifth part of EXPENSE series

Never-ending aftershocks of yesterday’s tomorrow has settled in my mind’s eye…there’s so much out there to look forward to…I’d rather not die, but indeed, I must live to see the light of day take wing from on high! Cleanse me with your hope, oh Lord of Accord and you are so perfectly imperfect to me…and you shine bright like a diamond in the cave and you mirror my pain with healing, crystal-clear rain! I’m out of my mind in the past, present and future…what’s my fate? What is there in store for me? Why do I hestitate? I hesitate for the sake of Your honor-packed jubilance, not his blasphemed envy! Good news (It’s intriguing! Very!) – I’m suriving and still standing tall; bad news (nothing brand-new or exciting really): I failed the test with a F- for failure to the extreme…your sub-zero eyes see right through me and I can feel the coals heating up in my heart! I’m mad to begin with and I’m sick of breaking apart! Deplorable Reality’s strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey dens or hives! Deal with the cards, roll the dice. Feel my words – you’re my livin’ sacrifice! We need a happily ever after after all! Deplorable Reality’s strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey dens or hives! You kill’d me inside and out and I won’t pout like a child, running about! You killed me with your lonesome song and I have no slight doubt about that, if you know what I am speaking of no doubt! Are you damaged by your suicidal depression? Do you have any clue what I’ve been through? Deplorable Reality’s strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey dens or hives! I am a money saver, but a worthless beggar or an ungrateful waster OR a real big spender ~ I don’t mean to offend a single soul or drive anyone insane in any way, shape or form…I am just telling you the truth straight out of my brain while I lay down and type this verse up in my solitary, yet unique, wild and stunning-blue dorm…avoiding a bee swarm like escaping a windstorm with stingers flying all around me every direction I turn! Every angle I watch, there is danger looking at me straight in the eyes…replicating the death stare of the Lord of the Flies…my hope and faith withers and dries like a weed, left in the sun…pulled up from the ground by the gardener himself…rotting away…today…


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E - first part of EXPENSE series

E is the beginning of EXPENSE, the acrostic series.......

Expensive…Imagination caught my eye…I couldn’t afford losing you badly, 
even if you’re worth is worth a pair of decent-looking shoes, but what are 
really made of in the inside? Slip your feet inside my shoes for one moment in 
your life…for all my life, I was left with a mystery with absolutely no clues…do 
I have to find my way out of my solitary dorm? The ghosts are jeering at me 
and intimidating me again and again and again and again… scaring me out of 
my boots! No one gives any hoots! Untangle me from the comforting shell of 
fatality – a story let to tell! You’re only a phony fool, in other words, a 
worthless, inadequate tool! I’m climbing the Mountain of Gracious Glory, 
gaining back my alienated  ambition – I know where the wicked wind flows – 
it flows in the land of milk and honey…it sweeps something grand into my 
brain and seeps inside of my wobbly body altogether…it marinates in my brain 
signals and I receive thoughts of endless sensations and luminous notions! 
Deplorable Reality’s strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees 
out of their honey dens or hives! My noggin is runnin’ wild in circles and my 
mind is whirling like a seething storm that’s body-quaking me…controlling me 
like a steel-made robot…these particular pangs of regrets makes my guilty 
conscience overflow with low self-esteem and anguish…lamentation has fallen 
upon us all! We all must stand tall…remember to brave & hop over our 
obstacles optimistically and assertively like a horse during his training for the 
biggest race he has ever trampled into! Do you have any clue what I’ve been 
through? My notions that are spinning around in my brain is like the 
vegetables, water & the spices, mixing well & swell into a stew, restoring 
peace to my verse…Is my life a gift or a curse? Deplorable Reality’s strategic 
tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey dens or 
hives! I’m climbing the Mountain of Gracious Glory, gaining back my alienated  
ambition – I know where the wicked wind flows – it flows in the land of milk 
and honey…that’s where you and I will flee!


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P - third part of EXPENSE series

P is the third part of Expense, the acrostic series.......

Practically, my cup is half full instead of half empty, but I am proven 
wrong! I’m swimming in the river of my emotional debt mixed with other 
distinctive debts…doused in drastic dread! Is this reality in a nut shell or is 
this frankly living hell? Where does your high spirits truly dwell? Keep in 
clean, you gutter mind of a foolish man in PRISON for committing HURTFUL 
crimes – he has to pay up so much – his expense is SKY-HIGH, but he is 
not shy to pay it up and he longs to fly again with un-tattered wings, but 
fails greatly due to HIS poor decision making…who knows why he did the 
things he did, which leads to his ultimate consequence – his absence of 
life…the aftershocks of his death still haunts the prison to the extreme-est 
of the extreme! He haunts and taunts all that come in – once you’re in, you 
never, ever come out no matter what! My noggin is runnin’ wild in circles 
and my mind is whirling like a seething storm that’s body-quaking me…
controlling me like a steel-made robot…these particular pangs of regrets 
makes my guilty conscience overflow with low self-esteem and anguish…
lamentation has fallen upon us all! We all must stand tall…remember to 
brave & hop over our obstacles optimistically and assertively like a horse 
during his training for the biggest race he has ever trampled into! Do you 
have any clue what I’ve been through? My notions that are spinning around 
in my brain is like the vegetables, water & the spices, mixing well & swell 
into a stew, restoring peace to my verse…Is my life a gift or a curse? Is my 
life overflowing with mirth? I wish I can give a portion of it on Earth to 
avoid making destructive actions…I need several tragedies in reverse to 
settle me down and make complete my fulfillments! Deplorable Reality’s 
strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey 
dens or hives! I’ve been losing my mind since the day of my birth and so on 
and so forth! Need I say more? I have so many research projects to 
explore! There is so much GOLD to find! Maybe I’m just a boy, tattered, 
torn and sadly, blind! I hope you don’t mind, Lord – forgive me, oh Lord of 
Accord! I need to just forget and forgive the past & move forward in the 
guiltless future! I NEED TO RUN THE EXTRA MILE LIKE A RUNNER, REACHING 
TO THE FINISH LINE! Give me the strength to move on! Deplorable Reality’s 
strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey 
dens or hives! I WANT TO RUN THE EXTRA MILE LIKE A RUNNER, REACHING 
TO THE FINISH LINE AND I’M FEELIN’ FINE WITH MY HEART, POUNDING 
WITH DREAD-LESS AND UNEXPIRED DETERMINATION…NOT EVEN TIRED…. 
OH no, not at all – I run with my pack of wolves and I’m as sturdy as a 
wall, giving it my all…