Love arrived in Autumn like a Spring breeze,
Out of its time and out of its season,
Its dancing spirits left me ill at ease,
And the dark shadows, taunted my reason.
The green leaves that were my days before you,
Have drifted and faded and are no more.
The naive moments of white clouds on blue,
Have become remains on the forest floor.
The light and gentle glory was divine.
There was even a glimpse of forever,
But that which I was lent is never mine,
We only borrowed the time together.
I have heard the loveliness in a song,
And tasted the exquisite fruits and fare,
But the prize that is stolen feels wrong,
And the promise of joy becomes despair.
Love lets us believe in eternity,
Like a white bird flying across the sky,
Forever is until you discard me,
Chasing another golden butterfly.
I looked out my sad window on a good lethargic day.
There was a sparrow that asked nothing of me.
I threw bread crumbs at it and it flew away.
It waited in the safety of an aspen tree.
After some time I noticed that the bread crumbs were gone.
I looked out the front door that afternoon,
At my boyfriend, who I hate, now and forever,
I threw dollars at him because he sang a tune,
And we laughed at the changing of the weather.
After some time I noticed all my money was gone.
I looked into my cell phone that evening,
At my girlfriend, who I despise, with a vengeance,
I threw words at her as I was drowning,
Because she said she was sleeping with my fiancé.
After a few hours I noticed that all my tears were gone.
I pray now for the Sparrow to return.
A gentle bird that asked nothing of me,
Except the right to live.
I need to embrace that gentleness,
For I have nothing else to give.
Who is this man who has come into my life
Where did he come from?
Why is he here?
Looking into his gentle face I see a light a love and grace
His hands touch me and reach into my soul
His voice is reassuring, yet still I do not know.
Who is this man who has come into my life
Where did he come from?
Why is he here?
Candle lit rooms, soft music, sweet words, touching from the heart,
Feeling things I have never felt before,
Frighten when he walks out the door.
Who is this man who has come into my life?
Where did he come from?
Why is he here?
Passion, touching speaking words of love, kissing and moving closer.
Making love sounds that can not be spoken, yet for a moment, yet forever.
A joining, caressing, feeling whole again.
Who is this man who has come into my life?
Where did he come from?
Why is he here?
Only time will reveal the purpose and the plans of this union with this
man for good or for bad I do not know, but for this time I will stop
to enjoy him.
Now's the time to say good-bye...
And, no, I won't miss you,
And, No, I won't cry.
I've gotta move on, get outta this place,
I'm sick of your "stuff", tired of your face.
Once upon a time, our hearts were both pure,
But now, you're my nightmare,
And I'm just your whore.
Laughter and love no longer remain,
I know if I stay here you'll drive me insane,
With your goddamn attitude, your late night alibi's
All of your promises that turned into lies...
So I hesitate before I reach the door,
And take a look around once more.
You're staring at me with sadness in your eyes,
I know you too well, baby, it's just a disguise.
Now's the time to say good-bye...
And, YES, I will miss you,
And, YES, I will cry.
My face is distorted
Is my real face even showing?
I don't know if I'm experiencing my true feelings
My love is true is yours?
I demand you and you shut the door in my face repeatedly
We have many years together and yet we have nothing
Our children see the real you
The real person I have seen since day one
I can't believe you let your love for society get in the way of my innocents
How dare you?
I have to be everything to them and it's not fair to them
They will grow up knowing I was the only consistency in their wee lives
Where is the outline for me?
Do you hear my screams? What about the silent ones?
I go without so much because my wee little ones need more than I
What do you go without?
I look in the mirror at myself
Who is looking back at me?
Is this really me? Is this really my life?
I stood by you through so much
The things you did the things you said to me
You have hurt me like no other has and yet I'm still here are you?
Emotionally I'm not here, My heart stays here, But I can't figure out where my mind is
Or where it all belongs?
I'm so torn, so broken, so numb
I guess I'm just going to be distorted for the rest of my time with you
I promised I would love you through everything and I have but where is the outline?
I don't see the real me and haven't in a long time thanks to you
I don't even do my hobbies anymore I just sit and watch the world as I call life pass by
Why do you want our wee little innocents to see this? what would posses you to?
If I broke my promise would I be submitted to the pits for enternity?
I gained so much and yet I lost more much
You hurt me with life itself and nothing but fear
Can you honestly tell me what have you lost you entire life?
It feels like a band-aid that I just can't take off no matter how I rip it off
Do I wear a mask over me? Does anyone see the real me anymore?
I hurt so much with you but yet I loved you for so long
I can't accept your I'm sorry pity excuses anymore
Is my face nothing to you? Does it mean nothing to you?
My heart feels so much anger, depression, emotions of not being wanted
Do you or have you ever felt this way?
I don't know what to believe in anymore
I feel like paper and I'm being torn into a million pieces
Or what if you are putting me through a paper shredder?
Is the real me even showing?
The modern generation
Is coming all the way
To colonize the old one to get it’s accommodation
It’s encouraging many people
To welcome it’s arrival
But once it’s welcomed
There is no survival
It’s taking away many people especially teenagers
With very simple measures
It’s attracting the south pole and the north pole
By giving them someone to go for
And that’s why people are dying in fours;
A girl, a boy, and a pair of two models
The models of the two
The models who showed the two what to do in their clue
At different times they were born
But at the same time they are gone
Take a look at the boys of today on the way
They pull the short down as if the shorts overweigh
They wear huge hats which are so wide
And turn them around to balance the head on the other side
Isn’t it too heavy to crash the brain
Isn’t it too heavy to use up the digested grain
Ah! Your parent s must have been tired of feeding you advise
They must have been tired of being kind and nice
They are just waiting for the time when the white clouds will become grey
And rain will fell from their eyes on this day
They will just worry and burry you in a day
And forget about you because you made them loose their hope
They are tired of having commas
This time they have a full stop
It’s funny how my father’s hobby became mine. He has been a sportsman all his life, he played basketball, volleyball and softball all his youth, but his real passion is soccer and even though he is 55 years old now, he still keeps playing it and loving it. He has had all kinds of cleats, all brands, all colors, different styles, but it does not change anything, he still plays amazing. But one thing I do find hilarious is that every time he comes from a game, he cleans his cleats, he washes them and takes them with such an unbelievable affection, that I’m beginning to think that he might love them more than he loves me, but now I do know the feeling of a new shiny, hard and beautiful pair of cleats. I still recall when he took me for my very first pair, I could not believe he was doing it for me, I was so excited, but now I realize that what I was excited about is that I could be like my father for just a moment when I had them on. Ever since I was little, I remember my daddy playing soccer, leaving home all dressed up, ready to fight, and win the ball to make a remarkable roll on the field. The playing field that we both love, the field all covered in grass, all green, so delicious and soft, so colorful… being crashed by everyone’s cleats and the rolling ball, feeling the sunlight on our skin, and the wind on our faces. Having a team, an extra family with whom we could find support and create new ideas, new plays so we could smash the opponent. So yes, I loved watching him play and cheering him up more than I could ever like watching official and famous soccer teams. I do find funny the fact that my father’s hobby became mine since everyone says we’re too similar, and even though he also has a son, his daughter is with whom he shares that connection. I love the fact that our simple relationship was started thanks to such a manly sport, and curiously, to transform me into such a girly girl.
MARRIAGE SEX AND ROMANCE
“Some other time, I’m not in the mood
Why cant we just cuddle and watch TV”?
When couples drift into the celibate zone
It’s not long till someone will flee.
Sexual fulfillment helps preserve love,
Parenthood, marriage and self-esteem.
Those who maintain it avoid saying no
To be blessed by its pleasure and gleam.
While dating we tend to be more romantic
Putting forth the best of our charms.
Sharing dinners, long walks, and lustful weekends
As we spend more time in each others arms.
How many times have you said “not tonight”?
Exposing your happy home to harm.
Today’s crushing deadlines leave little time for love
Leaving partners with sorrow, sadness and alarm.
So share one another with red wine and time
Dial your own number and leave the phone off the hook.
Enjoy some romance, sex and laughter
Improving your mood and the way you look.
By Tom Zart
All was going well until she asked for a drink
Then my stomach started to sink
She ask “do you have coffee?”
“no it’s OCD”
Stood up, turned 80 degrees
Counted my steps, ones and threes
Get the scales and measure the grains
In nerves, must not make any stains
Add the milk, not too much
Now the sugar, just a light touch
Click the kettle, watch my watch
If she was Irish, I could always add scotch
Click! Pour the water
63 mm size always matters
A quick stir, a wee bit slower
Too high make it lower
Turn clockwise, go for the door
Marching like in the marine corps
There she is lying in a heap
I was hours, she’s fast asleep
To my valentine: though I am may not believe in the notion of dedicating one day to our love
I celebrate you each day. Let today be our Valentine and tomorrow be the eve of the celebration
Of our next day together. Let’s make a holiday of each morning and celebrate each afternoon so that we can embrace each night together. Let us mock the world by wearing a smile on our faces each time we speak, think and even dream of each other. I Wish to give you the world but let me conquer it first and sail with you to the moon for a Sunday picnic and then to the stars for the night just so we can clearly see the glory of the reflection of the light of the sun in your eyes in the morning.
I am crying as I write each word knowing how great I am failing to manifest the magnitude of your beauty in words so please accept my humble attempt. I wish I could give you FLOWERS for they resemble the sweet smell of your skin and also the timeless beauty you possess but they die too quickly in the eternal world that is ruled by your smile. Perhaps I should give you CHOCLATES that taste as good as your lips and fill my soul with tranquillity and the illusive satisfaction that am among the clouds after every kiss. But even chocolates end and leave behind the torment of addictive cravings. Let me give offer you my Mind that continues to wonder as it ponders in the thought of the endless beauty that has nothing to do with how you look. And my Heart that beats each pound to the sound of the divine melodies that sing aloud each time you speak. And also my soul that remains ever in a trance of admiration and disbelieve that my being could ever be so lucky to have you as my own. So lets make each moment as great as this and celebrate it with a smile seal it with a kiss to open it when we meet again to dwell in the glory of our love.
As I lay my hand on my womb
I realize you will be here soon!
My pains come on quick and I could feel your patience
Like a butterfly coming out of a cacoon
my dear you arrived very soon!
You looked up at me with your beautiful big blue eyes
and I could feel the rays of love beaming from your eyes!
You were my pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow..
The first day I seen you walk my heart beamed with pride..
The first time you talked I cried tears of joy!
When you graduated from kindergarten I realized that day
you could be anything you wanted to be!
As time has passed each and every achievement you have ever achieved
has been my pot of gold..
My little angel sent from above..
Now as I lay you down below the ground...
My tears fall and I wonder how this could be?
This was not suppose to happen to me...
As I lay my hands on my womb
I think back to the moment you arrived with those big baby blue eyes..
Just a second in time you were here
But the lord says have no fear
An angel i let you borrow and a angel in time, my dear child she was always mine...
You are the reason for every drop of my tear
And you cannot leave me alone here
I said a million times that I love you
Every time you rejected
Every time I left with few millions of tears
You can just see this eyes, every time with a smiling face in-front of you
But I cannot stop this heart's bleeding
You feel every thing is alright with me
And you never tried to listen my heart's pain
I truly love you and adore you
And sometimes I feel , my life is over and I will die for you
Don't know what to do?
But I am really stuck at you
Everyday I sit alone in the dark
Ask myself , why I love her?
Years gone, but I didn't find the answer
I cannot say how much I feel the pain in this broken heart
And I don't want to hurt you by my personal thoughts
But still I said many times with this eyes to you
How much I love you
And How important are you
Oh my Love! Please try to read my heart's page
Then you can find many broken words , red in colour
Still trying to say
''I LOVE YOU''
If Tomorrow Starts Without Me,
And I'm Not There To See,
If The Sun Should Rise And Find Your Eyes
All Filled With Tears For Me;
I Wish So Much You Wouldn't Cry
The Way You Did Today,
While Thinking of The Many Things,
We Didn't Get To Say.
I Know How Much You Love Me
As Much As I Love You
And Each Time That You Think of Me,
I Know You'll Miss Me Too.
But When Tomorrow Starts Without Me,
Please Try To Understand,
That An Angel Came And Called My Name,
And Took Me By The Hand,
And Said My Place Was Ready,
In Heaven Far Above,
And That I'd Have To Leave Behind
All Those I Dearly Love.
But As I Turned To Walk Away,
A Tear Fell From My Eye,
For All My Life, I'd Always Thought,
I Didn't Want To Die.
I Had So Much To Live For,
So Much Left Yet To Do,
It Seemed Almost Impossible,
That I Was Leaving You.
I Thought of All The Yesterdays,
The Good Ones And The Bad;
I Thought of All That We Shared,
And All The Fun We Had.
If I Could Relive Yesterday,
Just Even For A While,
I'd Say Goodbye And Kiss You
And Maybe See You Smile.
But Then I Fully Realized,
That This Could Never Be,
For Emptiness And Memories,
Would Take The Place of Me.
And When I Thought of Worldly Things,
I Might Miss Come Tomorrow,
I Thought of You, And When I Did,
My Heart Was Filled With Sorrow.
But When I Walked Through Heaven's Gates,
I Felt So Much At Home,
When God Looked Down And Smiled At Me,
From His Great Golden Throne,
He Said, "This Is Eternity,
And All I've Promised You."
Today Your Life On Earth Is Past,
But Here Life Starts A New.
I Promise No Tomorrow,
But Today Will Always Last,
And Since Each Day Is The Same Way,
There's No Longing For The Past.
You Have Been So Faithful,
So Trusting And So True,
Though There Were Times You Did Some Things,
You Knew You Shouldn't Do.
But You Have Been Forgiven,
And Now At Last You're Free.
So Won't You Come And Take My Hand,
And Share Your Life With Me?
So When Tomorrow Starts Without Me,
Don't Think We're Far Apart,
For Every Time You Think of Me,
I'm Right Here, In Your Heart.
The year that is about to make its last appearance
before it dies and is buried to be only given a place
in the history of our existence has brought ?e joy,
l° shall therefore, out of obligation rather than
leisure acknowledge its fairness and generosity. It
began on a high as l° aimed to make it through the
Bar exams and to be successfully called to the
Nigerian Bar. This singular goal, controlled all
others and made them seem less important. In the
end, the story ended greatly, we all do love happy
endings, l° am a Barrister and Solicitor of the
Supreme Court of Nigeria. To God be the glory.
Yet, the most important aspect of the year wasn't
the fact that l° became a Barrister, rather, it is the
fact that through the demanding and rough
journey of reaching and achieving that goal, along
came people of great personality, people l° knew
had the character to spur you on and literally uplift
you both psychologically and in every other positive
way possible. For the first time in my life, l° was
opened to the richness of the earth's diversity, both
in religion as well as in culture. l° even spoke new
languages and danced to new tunes. l° was given a
new eyes, l° did see the world from another
perspective, it was thrilling and l° came to see the
blessing in the cultural and ethnic differences. But,
the crux of the essay being friendship.
The year 2012, gave ?e the most supportive,
reliable and cheerful individuals to work and also
relax with. These people not withstanding their
different social, religious and academic background
did with ease find a common ground and built a
strong fold for friendship. There were moments no
doubt during the year when it would have been
quite impossible to move ahead without the
support and undying motivation of these
individuals, as l° do stand at this bridge, about to
cross to the other end of the journey, l° would take
a few minutes to say a very hearty thank you to all
of you. From my parents, without whom there will
be no Barrister attached to my name, words fail
?e. l° do say a big thank you. To my siblings who
went out of their own financial obligations to
support ?e through the difficult but productive
year, l° am ever indebted to all of you jointly and
severally. For a friend like no other, master
Chinasa Orji, let your heart desires become reality
unto you bro and the same gratitude goes to the
entire Orji family. l° will now try as much as l° can,
to mention a few of those whose friendship,
alleviated the burden of the journey through 2012,
and l° say the list is not quite chronological, l° just
add to it as l° do remember, these persons include
but not restricted to:
1. Mazi Ezegamba Esq.
2. Mr. Frank Somto Esq. (Ajo anu)
3. Okpara Chinedu Esq.
4. Mallam Abubakar Lawal EsQ
5. Mr. Yage Bamiyi Esq.
6. Adesola Adelusi Esq. (Miss)
7. Amarachi Esq.
8. Tony Amaechi Ojukwu (Esq. )
9. Sir Nnanna JOJ Oketa (Esq).
10. Richard Bassey Iyaha (Esq.) - God bless you
11. Chinelo Ogbozor Esq.
12. Churchill Udedibor Esq.
13. Henry Onugwu Esq.
14. Forster Eneh Esq.
15. Kingsley Chime Esq.
16. Mr Magnus Akabueze
17. Emmanuela Oraegbu Esq.
18. Nonso Nzedebe Esq.
19. Orji Ukah Agwu Esq.
20. Chinedu Ezeokoronkwo Esq.
21. Emmanuel Okoroji Esq.
23. Onyinye Nnorom Esq.
24. John Daramola Esq.
25. Chisom Nnabuife Esq.
26. Ebikaboere Abiri Esq.
27. Tobi Esq. - Mi consigliere
28. Michael Dokpesi. Esq.
29. Mr Idowu
30. Mr. Majemite Emoubonovie Esq. - very
31. Mr. Samson Itodo Esq
32. Muna Nweke
33. Da silva Joy
34. Kingsley Uwakwe Esq.
36. Kaobi Esq.
37. Chinwe Ozobu Esq.
38. Ifesi Udeh Esq.
39. Ihezi Okeafor
40. Ezekiel Egbo
41. Chima obiEze Esq.
42. ID Kabasa - my esteemed barber
43. Mary Alice Simms
44. Victor Mok Esq.
45. Bukky Esq.
46. Josh Olomo Esq.
47. Edosa Esq.
48. Detola Esq.
49. Bassey Bassey Esq.
50. Sammy Udoh. Esq.
51. Sabastine Udoh Esq.
52. Iyke Ananuba Esq.
53. Kingston Esq.
55. Victor Idiong Esq.
56. Mariam Ekenimoh Esq.
These and many more people that l° can't put all
here for the lack of time and to make it less boring
to read really and honestly contributed to my
success in making this year count and l° pray that
the year we are about to witness and explore will
bring us more reasons to celebrate, love and
Do have a great NEW YEAR.
THE SANDS OF TIME
Silent, creepy, mysterious as its tick,
The worthiest choice, if offered a pick,
‘Tis often mentioned of many a tricky blighter,
But there’s this one, that we should take none the lighter,
No matter how low our lives are or how high,
This one, it deceives us within a blink of an eye,
Generations of attempts, seeking to unravel,
From its study, to its hopeful travel,
Enriching us with glory and joy unbound,
But always engulfing with vigil surround,
Obviously not easy to bring to heel,
Like Sand, as slippery as an eel,
These, Chronicles of Time,
In Life, undoubtedly the Prime,
Too valuable, too worthy to waste,
Lest, we regret later, the need for haste,
Cherish, save, optimize this gift,
It’s the last thing that should be allowed to drift,
Yesterday is History,
Tomorrow is a Mystery,
But today is a Gift, that is why it is called the Present. :)
ABC of Poetry
A is for Abcedarian which is what is this poem’s aim
B is for Blank Verse which is metered rhyme with scheme
C is for Chant Royal with six stanzas, same refrain
D is for Doidotsu a funny folk song from Japan
E is for Ekphrasis concerning Objects 'D Art
F is for Free Verse, flowing directly from the heart
G is for Ghazal. telling of love’s beauty, despite pain
H is for Heroic Couplets, tales imparted by rhymes and iambs
I is for Idyll, depicting a peaceful scene
J is for Just a blank page, this form is not yet seen
K is for Kwansaba. adhering strictly to number seven
L is for Lyric, to express our thoughts and feelings
M is for Monorhyme, a story with just one rhyme
N is for Narrative, when a story takes a long time
O is for Ode, a poeme, serious and meditative
P is for Personification, when inanimate things show feeling
Q is for Questionku that of course ends with a question
R is for Romanticism where love is very personal
S is for Sapphic Stanzas where syllables ebb and flow
T is for a Tanka, a rather elongated Haiku
U is for Undulating, words to rhyme and then to verse
V is for Villanelle, that repeats a refrain for emphasis
W is for Writers Affirmation when our Muse has disappeared
X is for the X rated not a form, and not found here
Y is for Yodel...... that's a form not written but sung
Z is for ZaniLa Rhyme that flows smoothly on the tongue.
So many things to remember to create our poems and rhymes
We celebrate our muses over centuries of time.
The moon light brightens up the night
With all its strength and all its might
Nights so dark but moon so bright
It glows upon my house just right
When its at its peak of height
Thats when it is at its purest white
It is such a gorgeous sight
A sight to see
Just for me
Always got me wondering
I wonder about outer space
And how its such a beautiful place
Has so much history
Yet still a mystery
So much to explore
I want to learn more and more
Want to get down to its core
I think about this at four
Four a.m. and I see the moon
As shines upon my house
And cast light throughout the world
when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.
Are the Ones You Miss
Emotions overwhelm me,
Haunting me for reasons;
24 months and 19 days have passed —
Longing’s destiny is vague.
What is a good solution
To combat fatigue of love
The other side is getting heavier —
Do I give in to emptiness’?
Yesterday you stripped me naked
Today you cut me into pieces
Knocked me out emotionally,
And perfected me mentally!
Now I see clearly;
It gives me more stability!
Realization dawned on me.
I doubted Yesterdays —
Do I need to trust today?
Am I longing for a soul?
Emotions do not need identity.
Face and body can live life,
With pretentions of mind.
Life is now a roller coaster,
The wheel, turning and churning,
Never stopping for breath.
Do I trust today, to forget
My yesterday’s Dreams?
Now you might have heard of the phrase “On my one sixteen”
But you might be thinking to yourself, “What does this even mean?”
It means that you are unashamed of Jesus, our Savior
And that you just don’t say it, you let it model your behavior
Now with your friends you talk about sports, school, girls, and lovers
But when it’s time to talk about Jesus, you run and hide under the covers
Now this isn’t the way we were made to react
If the gospel was the Mona Lisa we messed it up and made it abstract
We are to talk about our Lord without feelings of shame
So why do we so often fear to speak of his name?
Now Jesus didn’t come so that we could be shy
So when we are afraid to talk about him, he must ask himself, “Why?”
Now I can see him looking down on us with a tear in his eye
Saying, “These people refuse to accept me, even though for them I came to die”
Jesus died for our sin, he came and washed it all away
He completely destroyed it, it wasn’t made to stay
Now to our sin, we no longer have to be slave
So why is it that we still let our sin control how we behave?
Jesus destroyed our sin to give us a new start
He doesn’t just want you on Sunday mornings, he wants your heart
It’s not a one time thing, Jesus causes a new lifestyle
We must stay faithful to him, no matter what the trial
People are going to hate us for what we believe
They won’t embrace the joy that we receive
Now living a life of one sixteen isn’t going to be easy
You’re going to have to man up when you start to feel queasy
There will be rough times, but it’s worth the reward
We get to have a relationship with Jesus, our Savior and Lord
But this wasn’t free, it was bought with a price
And it happened to be our Lord offered up as a sacrifice
But he took the pain of all our sin, he put it on himself
He didn’t die so that the Bible could be a pretty decoration on our bookshelf
He gave it to us as an instruction manual, because we are in the middle of a war
It’s supposed to guide us and give us hope, not be just another monotonous chore
He gave up everything he had for us, out of his blood love pours
But we keep on running to the arms of another, like a group of unfaithful whores
So how about we turn back to our faithful lover
You may think you’re too sinful to love, that you’ve slipped up and can’t recover
But if you run to God you will discover
That he still loves you, he hasn’t moved on to another
So if you look back at all he has done
Why are we still ashamed to speak of the Son?
Let’s speak of him with confidence and joy in our voices
Because we know he is the best out of any of the other choices
Out of all the ways to live, he’s the only one who will satisfy
So let’s take his word and to our lives let’s let it apply
Let’s shout the name of Jesus all over the land
Let’s cry out this good news that it may grow and expand
Jesus is here to save, this word must be proclaimed
So let’s be on our one sixteen and live life unashamed
What does a normal teen do? What does a normal teen think?
I really do not no. yes I am a teen but when I was 15 ½ I thought about how to take care of my mom if she needed to be changed and when to feed her and when to give her medication. I worried about what would happen to my mom. I had to go shopping for toddler cloths for my little sister and brother. I am 17 now and I still go shopping for little children cloths. I worry about getting my homework done and getting my little brother and sister’s homework done. This year I have to take the kids to kinder garden and I will be in 12th grade. I always worry about what’s going to happen to my mom she is still sick but there’s nothing I can do just keep her in my heart and prayers. I worry about what I will do when its time for me to go to college I will still be taking care of my brother and sister. There’s a lot to do I worry all the time about money things being washed and cleaning and homework. My dad does a lot for me and my sisters and brothers I just wish my big sisters would have stepped up and helped my dad take care me and my little sister and brother but they didn’t now i am trying to do all the things my mom did. It is a lot of work mothers have to do. I thought it was easy but now that I have to do it all I can say mothers are what keeps a family in order. Thanks to all the moms out there. If you have moms don’t take her for granted because you never know what will happen to them.
A wish to break free from all the tensions and stress,
Pressure to perform or because of low marks distress,
Bombarding on the brain by parents and all teachers,
The soul of a science student is really much harassed.
A wish to break free from this monotonous schedule round the clock,
From college to tuitions and from tuitions back,
No time for self study, no time to get a grip,
The hectic schedule has all the capacity from the brain hacked.
A wish to break free from the rat race around,
The peer pressure and strain that continuously surround,
The fatal competition that burdens the soul,
Each moment living in fear of losing the ground.
A wish to break free from the inhumane touch,
Of those lecturers who don’t care as much,
As the ones who care but can’t be there,
To show support and encourage and all such.
A wish to break free from the wrongs happening in the world,
The laws and the rules working against certain student lot,
Adding to the already existing pressure on these tender minds,
Making the heads fuming and hot.
A wish to break free from the deep rooted ill logic,
Present in a subject that scatters all its magic,
The memorizing and roting that is so much required,
That makes the studying all the more tragic.
A wish to break free is the soul’s earnest cry,
A wish to break the barriers, to soar and to fly,
A wish to be science-minded individuals by choice, not by force,
And to be found some years hence, where our hearts lie…
We lay beneath autumn trees
And autumn leave gently falls.
Laying beside you I'm lost in your eyes,
I'm lost in the presence of you
And autumn leaves gently falls.
We lay there and autumn breeze blow.
Would I trade this moment, no, no.
The rose in your hair is white like winter snow,
beauty lies before my eyes and sparkles glow,
And autumn breeze gently blow.
We lay beneath autumn trees,
We lay in love of autumn breeze.
We lay together in each other eyes,
We lay beneath the season of autumn sky.
Autumn breeze blow and leaves of autumn trees fell,
Staring in your eyes I see the unspoken love for me it tells.
Autumn leave, red, brown, yellow,
in autumn wind they rattle a love symphony of being hallow.
Small rays of sunlight,
between autumn trees had you glow.
And as we lay together beneath autumn trees,
softly in our love we watch a autumn day goes.
Another day breaks
Bursting upon the sky
Changing colors which enter the eye
Dangers disappear as light it grows
Erasing the fears
Fear of the crows
Gentle breezes too begin to blow
Happy noises begin to grow
Into this world I now must step
Just in time for meetings kept
I but worry keeping my mind on time
Hurring now through the day
Giving away my life and time
Fearing now those who before
Envisioned thoughts in the mind
Dreaming and fearing coming dark
Changing colors which enter the eye
Broken now with a deep sigh
Another day has passed me by
Beauty desoliving about me now
Crows wings spreading covering the ground
Destroying the freedom that was found
Everyone runs quick to hide
From this terror now residing outside
Given to fears that were once before
Hidden within the sun
Into a house they all will run
Happy tunes no more to be sung
Gratitude sold for a beer
Fleeting moments gone with the sun
Expound the increase
Daylight hours again shall be found
Caring again shall abound
Beauty shall open unto me
Another day dawns revealing the ground
the time is
this how it
As a tear rolls down i dont make a sound
i stay still i think what do i do
do i live do i die do i cry
do i go on living this lie
the lie i say all the time,that im okay , im fine, im happy
but really in side im dieing
every day i hear people say your ugly, your weird, the rate on how pretty you are is 0 or 2, why dont you just die
life should be precous, should be fun but all it does is bring pain and sorrow
im sitting here with a knife in my hand thinking what to do
do i keep feeling pain and cry every day
do i stay and get called ugly and stupid and get treated like *****
or should i just end it now
im allways getting teased and made fun of all the time
maybe its time to end it all
is life really worth living?
Today is amazing in more ways
Today I got to spend time with
my daughter and be her mum
You bring so much joy to my
life , more than you will ever
I love you no matter what we
do or where we go
I have been given a special gift
To love and guide in life
So when I say I love you every
thing will be alright
We are strong in spirit , strong
So it doesn't matter what
people throw at us we will
always have peace of mind
To achieve so much in such
Just shows how strong you can
You are amazing in all that you
That's why I'm proud to be
your mother and I love you
I'm through with living in these and shackles and chains,
erase me now, set me free from this world,
where blood pours and tears rain,
to a land of love, set me free from these chains,
I’m through with living a life of which i do not belong,
erase me now, let my life begin,
in a world thats just right, where there is no wrong,
let me for once feel that i finally belong,
I'm through with this life that carries on forever,
erase me now, show me my end,
let my soul and my body escape together,
no part of living says you'll live forever,
I’m through with living in the land of the blind,
erase me now, let me see where i lay,
forget who i was, my true soul i must find,
open up the world to which once i was blind,
I’m through with living I’m done with the hate,
erase me now, let my true love embrace,
let me not change my future, let me accept my fate,
show me how to be, teach me not of hate.
I'm through with living where i can not be me,
erase me now let me delve ever deeper,
let my mind dance let my heart run free,
where i think not of them, I proclaim of only me.
I'm through with living, my time is now,
erase me now, to never be forgotten,
to escape from this world, just show me how,
the end is finally here, my time is now.
darkness will fall, bring my eyes to rest,
darkness will fall, no beat in my chest,
peace it will bring, to finally be me,
peace it will bring, to finally be free.
Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.