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Tic tac! Tic tac! Time flies
Encompassing fears and tribulations, she smiles
A second's like a gemstone before her eyes
Trying to please the World before the night cries
What a prodigious woman

Mother of my mother
Without prevaricating, the astonishing wonder
Among many, she dominates like thunder
Made a name that no man can put asunder
What a prodigious woman

Round thew globe and down to Enugu city
Protects her children with love and ferocity
Her achievements soaring the greatest mountain
And her exquisite body that makes men hunting
What a prodigious woman

So tremendous
Extraordinarily gorgeous
Precisely adventurous
Extremely dexterous
Really fabulous
Truly marvelous
Gallantly fantabulous
Finally prodigious
What a PRODIGIOUS woman

Dedicated to my grandmother, Mrs Egbuna.

By Kbillion

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu

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"Am proud of you baby!"
At my best moments
and lowest point
outstanding or just okey
mama always tell me am the best.
Often she reminds me the mountains
i have moved
the much i have achieved
how bright my star shines
how far am yet to travel....
"You are amazing my child!"
With immense joy and gratitude
i have come to realize
to mama i am never inadequate.
Each day she teach me  
being a mother is not just a role
or obligation.
It is a full time duty and dedication
a calling  
a resolution
a pledge of guardian,guidance  
An intimate function of care and solace
A lifetime commitment!
"Am here for you baby!"
My prayer to Allah
to grant me the same strength
to be as much to my unborn daughter Mia
as my Irish Godmother is to me.
         A Mother
         A friend
         A woman
         A role model
         An inspiration
         And human enough...!!!
"You are the blessing in my life!"
"I love you my daughter!"
I love you too much too Mum,so much, i don't know who i would be without you!!!


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I Am Who I Am

Its bad enough that everyday I walk down memory lane, &&' It really puts me in alot of pain. I've been doing the best that I can, but I am who I am. I'm getting tired of everyones exspectations, people always pulling me in different directions. Even when I'm falling down, people still push me on the ground. I'm gonna keep trying, no more lying. No more games, done mentioning names. Being two-faced isn't cool, it just makes you look like a fool. I'm never looking back, that life was wack. I'm done trying to make everyone happy, when they treat me so crappy. I may not have alot of friends, in the end, but atleast I don't have to pretend. I'm gonna be true, with or without you. You'll see, I'm done letting people get to me.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland

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Lady Una and the Lion

Walking in the meadow of life on that summer day

Where she always loved to be at Una  walked along the steady stream 
As she picked up the white Lilly flower and put upon her hair of gold (princess of love)

And the daughter of a dander king
Una suddenly turned her head to the old orchard tree and begun to sing roman lullabies of joy

With tears of affection shed for the god who lives above the skies
At that moment she gazed back to the stream 
And there the lion stood so tall just like a king eyes wide looked to una 
As she went toward the mighty lion he went to her and utter'd thee words 
 I am a creature of pride with nothing to hide I am pure of heart true of courage with a mask of savage a mane gold as our hearts-

She became very happy and intrigued 
As she laid her gentle hands on upon the lion she spoke these words 
  -I love thee lion and by sun and moon I love thee freely as men strive for right;
I love thee purely in my old griefs and childhood's faith 

There a tiny lamb appears right next to her and the lion 
So small and graceful like a gift from god above 
The tiny lamb followed them further into the enchanted meadow sky as crystal blue and the wind is calm they drifted off strung into the world
To bring new love joy and courage to the world and spread good faith

Copyright © Brian Otoole

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The independent woman

The independent woman

Prejudiced in Eden
Scorned in time
Lame and down the pit
But still journeys West
With a vindictive heart
Swims in vileness
Reckons laughter in the pogrom
And clings to the spell of courage

Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric

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Women- The Road Familiar

Refreshing feel of identifying with music in my life,

The mother’s voice still echoes sweet in all life’s strife’s.

She taught me to walk, run, dance and sing,

My mother still stands strong in love and vigor in my life.


Kindergarten, the start of knowledge in life,

Where Mini, Lakshmy, Susan, Shoba and Meera,

Still shines as star's in my day- to-day life,

Keeping those  memories and blooming together.


School days, are times that stays vivid in mind,

Friends that evoked passions  of love still impress,

Susan Bindu, Jaya, Brinda, and Manju remained firm,

Even when life made new meanings,connections endured.


College saw, mixed platter, though women who stayed in unit

More in day- to-day life in Bindu, Geeta, Asha, Raji and Vinith,

Patterns of Lost love, admiration's, hero worship,list stands long,

However, for me it was a distressing lullaby of hearts .


Life showed me, women stand strong above all

As I carry endless power of strength, mind and heart,

when I  finds myself and knows where I remain in life!

So I  stand tall and represent myself as women.


Love never lost its footprints along the line,

I am a woman in Love,being loved  and cherished

I knows deep in my heart  that i  am contend,

Hearts grew deep in love, known love  and in Love.


I knew it right from the start, a moms heart

Holding my finger tight, I cradle you in my arms

Your smile and showed all your charms.

Heavens showered me the "Mom', role in prologue.

Copyright © Sapna Anu B. George

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The woman of my heart

Neutrality in your colour seduces me and overwhelms my pride. Originality in your words attracts me and drives my senses to you. Prenuptial agreement, I must sign, without delay. Quest no more! You are my type of girl. You are with no doubt the woman of my heart

Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole

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While I Coo

Many nights though have passed before you came to my world
Now your presence means a million to me
Over and over your song will remain sonorous in my ears
Peace be upon you my umbrella
I know you’re all ears while I coo

Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole

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Amagic rose

A beautiful magic rose
hypnotized my eyes
I can't move them or close...

Among the flowers so far
I'm smelling it now
but i want its nectar..

It's harder little bit
to reach my magic rose
than to observe it...

I dream to have just two wings
and i know most of people
are dreaming to be kings...

I wish i were a bee
I can fly to my rose
that's all what i hope to be...

Stay in its heart and live there
leave all for one day
or eternity , i don't care ... 

Copyright © Kadi Amine

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She gave life. She is a wife.
She is a mother and she is a 
She is a sister, a survivor to the 

Appreciate her, we don't dare.
Ask her worries, we don't care.
Wipe away her tears, they are 
invisible as air.

She works, cooks and cleans.
She laughs, helps comfort, and 
hides her pain.
When you struggle she pulls you through.

All this is HER and what do we 
Complain and create a mess.
Provide stress and leave her 
feeling depressed.
Push her away and ignore her 
Tell her she is nothing without 
thinking twice.

She was raped, tortured and 
Told she was nothing and would 
always be used
Just for pleasure forget her pain.

She swallows her pride, put her 
feelings aside.
Does as you need in order for 
you to be free.
Ignores your ignorance and 
tolerates your flaws.
You call her *****, slut, hoe and tramp.
She answers with pride, dignity 
and a complete loss of self.
You call her nothing.
I call her strong, smart, sensual, 
caring, giving, surviving, 
tolerant and powerful.

I call her WOMAN!!

Copyright © Sujish Kandampully

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When I see a Nerium oleander, in it i see the heart of a woman. An oleander is one of the world’s most pulchritudinous and deadly plants, and so is the woman’s heart; extremely pulchritudinous and deadly.
YHWH was and still is the greatest architect which in tells that he impressed and impresses the greatest plans on his architectural work. YHWH created everything else but still felt a part was missing, after stomaching the situation, he master- minded the heart of a woman. 
So delicate is it, to devote.
So humane is it, to provide.
So enduring to deducing and so lenient is it to loving.
Not every male leader runs an organization, a family or a nation without the touch of a woman’s heart. The touch of a woman’s heart is so magical in a peculiar way such that it completes the equation of everything.
Not so innocent, the heart of a woman is also a solvent that mixes with any kinds of solutes to form both healing and toxic solutions.
The touch of a woman’s heart also works in a magical and peculiar way to complete the equation of everything evil.
So delicate is it, to becoming jealousy, obsessive and possessive and hence;  
So conniving is it, to convince. 
So swift is it, to break another heart and so forthcoming to do anything evil to obtain anything it so desires.
I would not be surprised if Lucifer’s entire heart was made up of just the ugly part of a woman’s heart. 

Copyright © Alva Kanyika

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Black Woman

Heeey! Heey! Black, black woman 
Run, Black Woman Run,Run for your 
So called husband is about to Beat 
you and hit. You again, Black 
Woman Run,Run for he has Made 
Another child somwhere and you are 
about to Bear the Pain for his 
Heeey! Black Woman Run, Run for 
he did not Go to Work the whole 
Week and yet he will want food on 
the Table. Black woman Run Run for 
He is drunk again and yes he will 
force to have sex with you even 
though he knows that you know He  
is sleeping around and Only God 
knows if he uses prottection, oh! I 
feel the pain you feel Woman but 
still you have a chance to escape 
such pain and suffering, Black 
woman Run, For this is so sad for 
Black Woman didn't He promised 
you to love you until his last Breath? 
Was he not the one who said till 
death do you Part not till he putts 
you to Death, Woman I have seein 
your suffering and pain now Run b4 
He bruse you myb he may kill you 
this time, look at that deep scare 
above your eye, look at your swalen 
arm oh! What about that internal 
bleeding you had the other day ey 
Run Woman you shining Armour is 
turning into something else Run, 
Run Run its getting worse

Copyright © sipumeze Mba

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Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

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.

Copyright © Kierstein McFarland

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To my wife

She wore kindness, forgiveness and the romance crown, 
Loved her when she laughed, yelled, groan, cried or croon,  
Silliness, jokes, laughs, rivers of love, kisses above us flown, 
Young lovers we were, holding hands, with devotion upgrown. 
I was once lost in the darkness of life, and gave up the fight,
She hold my hands, "come" she said, to open field to sunlight,
"Let go" again she said, run, play, sing, spin and whirl in might,
I was luminary again, radiated like celestial fire on moonless night.
She is the one, who ignited the stars, and planted the roses, 
Decorated my life with her musical cords, and magical gnosis,
So special my darling, possesses the miracles and the stick of Moses,
Happy 27th anniversary my gorgeous wife, and with love I closes.

Copyright © abody benali

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what makes a woman a woman

<  >A child is born and with pride
       they say 'its a girl'
       a baby girl grows to  a little girl
       that little girl grows to be a girl
       then comes a teenage girl
       this beautiful rose blooms desirably to a woman

       have you ever wondered what makes a woman  a woman
       is a woman defined by her past
       can one's child wood complete an identity
       is a woman defined by her life experiences
       i wonder
       is it this invisible warmth this gender turns to have?

       as nature takes its cause 
       child bearing is life threatening game
       still a woman takes an oath to be a woman
        she never wonders what she might have done
        to deserve to be a woman
        woman are for ever proud to be who they are

Copyright © odeline chigwedere

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to never do anything that will not edify.
or say a word that will not dignify.
to respect every woman as member of the opposite sex.
and never treat a woman as an object of sex.


never to look at a woman with lust
or look at her breast as object of lust.
that though a woman may have a very big breast.
i will never stare or oogle at that very big breast.


that no woman should ever be raped.
for every woman has a right not to be raped.
that every woman has to right to say no.
and when a woman says no, it means no.

                              CHRIS NWIGWE

Copyright © CHRIS NWIGWE

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"I am a woman phenomenally.Phenomenal woman,that's me." Maya Angelou.

The first time i read your poetry,back in my early teens,i knew the kind of a woman and the kind of a poet i wanted to be.

The light of your life will forever shine on me,the fire of your writes will forever burn and Your name will forever be encrypted on my heart.

May your legend transverse the unlimited span of time.

You were my idol,and the greatest poetess on my list.
I am honored to have lived in your era!

May you rest in eternal peace.


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The Flower In The Garden

Like a very sensitive flower that blossom in the garden once in a new moon, whenever you blossom, you let the whole world see the pulchritude of your nature, but if anyone touches you, you would close up because you were too sensitive to touch. No one knows the secrete of your permanent stay, but everyone would love to see you in the garden because of your distinguishing beauty. You are the desire of every man that sees you. 

Precious in its sight is the eyes that sight you, and the heart that beats for you.
Diligence is the hands that grab you, and the arms that wrap you in the abode of its heart; to feel the breath of your love.

I can hear the whisper of your heart through your breath.
I can read the lyrics of your love song through your eyes.
Your heart sings for our love, and your eyes send the message across my heart.

Each time you catwalk, it reminds me of how the stars run to welcome the moon.
You are the rainbow that chases the rain away, and makes the rising sun laughs at the thick cloud.
You are the reason the moon smiles in darkness.
Your dazzling eyes make the stars to run with joy.

Your smiling face makes the moon to walk happily in the dark place.
You cute smile sounds like the gentle whisper of the night breeze that fills the heart with love song, and keeps the body cool, and makes the mouth ready to sing the song of a pleasant memory

Each time you come close to me, the sound of your breath tells me how much you want me.
When I stare at your eyes and they refuse to blink, it shows me how much you‘ve missed me.
Just from the way you hold me in your arms, I can tell how much you never wished me to leave you.
In your heart, I can sense the depth of your love whenever you hug me.
In your hands, I can feel how far you want me to go with you when you hold me.
In your lips, I can read your feelings when you kiss me.
In your eyes, I can still see how much you love me when you look at me.
You are the reason behind my silent cute smile.
I promise never to lose the rose while counting the flowers.

Copyright © Azuka Chinonso Igwegbe

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to be happy

I dream of a place 
i dream of a race
a race not to the swift but to mankind
a day we can all come together in harmony
for the greater good
not to hate on each other and be misunderstood
a day when man is judge by character and personality 
not shallow 
a day when man and woman is not valued on what they can do 
but the fact of simply who they are
a day of eyeopening where we see others as ourselves
we are all people 
black white brown man woman child to rise above the negativity
to climb hight to reach one goal 
to be happy

Copyright © autry emanuel

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Woman Of Valor

     Woman of Valor Original

Oh sweet voluptuous queen 
So many night of making love 
to thee
Invited the uninvited angels to 
Upon your golden breast

You are like a lamp of passion
Your beauty goes deeper than 
You are like a friendly morning 
bird that  sings
With vicious, joyous meloncholy
This is my kiss to your bright 
Cherish it!
In this Folly!

Copyright © Ernest Badounts

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Real Woman

Everyday I behold in your eyes
Love,care and understanding.
As the day wears away
Curiosity brings me even closer.

As the sun moves gradually
Towards its heavenly abode,
The sky looks blue and alluring
in all its blessedness.

As I drink endlessly from God's own beauty
Your lovely face appears again from
behind the clouds and what do I see?
and unquenchable beauty.

Ride on in your majesty!
You are a real woman!

Copyright © augustine Ogoegbunam Eseke

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The Woe in Man'Woeman'

Seven ribs made from a single bow
fragile like the morning glow
shaped like an hour glass
bosom like a molded brass
skin like the finesse lace
Thought to move with grace
All from a single rib 
Oh what a gem to behold

Her tiny belly
Carries a life within
Out of the tiny verging hole
Comes the cries of a whole
A pain beyond words expressed
A cry to life the young express
Tears not enough to explain
Memories from the mid-death plain
Oh what a site to behold

From her mammary comes the 
ceaseless flow
Food to make her young to grow
Sleepless when the fever stems
tear like flowing stream
Filled with fear for the baby's life
Never drained of hope as the tot 
Moved from weary to worry
Oh what a misery to behold

Weak as though she's called
Bold as mountain she stands
Her strength lies within her tears
A frail looking being
A giant within 
The woe in man

                      *tot* > a little child

Copyright © Ololade Sokoya

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Has become the new beat!
Red carpet to the streets of London
her name you scream!
Shows still rattles on  
on her
about her
Everyone want a piece of her.
The new flavor of the old school!
Centuries later
after decades of bondage  
slavery and persecution
Patsey is Midas.
who would have thought?!
Is it celebration or admission of guilt?
Awe or shame?  
Complements or commemoration?
Contemplation and realization
of the injustice,pain and inhumane
subjected on the black woman?
The body you tortured with lashes and slashes
you compete to have your fine gowns hang on it.
You loathed that skin  
you customize products for the mahogany beauty!  
The voice you tamed with hurls and slur
you lust after its speech.
Patsey is now A talk show!
No longer an infidel,Kaffir...
Patsey has become a household name
an icon
a tittle to behold.
Good enough for your surname.
"Marry me" you quest.
"Lets make babies that will need no tan..."
you seek the fruit of the same womb  
you ruptured with every manner of insertion.
Perhaps they will right your past
Kids that will need no pass or identity.
The heart you scared with scorn and hatred
is the same as the one loving you.
Her 'weird' culture and traditions
inspires your cold ways.
Her God now you call upon Him.
That whom you segregated with contempt
now you eulogize and adore.
Patsey is no longer "THEM"
you realized they are no different from "US".
worth the same opportunities as you
same capabilities as yours
similar blood to that on your veins...
And so the song goes on.
Is it glory or venture for your redemption?
A con?
Another political racial game?


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when a woman leaves a girl

after all,a woman's mistakes are different from a girl's
they are etched by fire on stone
they are in fact considered traits, not just errors
and now you're so alone
when you were 14 they all said how much potential you had
now you hit 19 or 20, and you're just considered bad
if you were a troubled kid, things were different than most for you
and i don't mean GETTING in trouble,although for some,it's that too
but depression is so very real,they just have no idea
and looking in the mirror to feel,you must skip your next meal
you are never good enough,and always fall just short of pretty
although you are considered smart and extremley funny and witty
they way that you percieve yourself,is different than what others see
at least that's what i have been told,do you agree with me?
but why is it that when your younger,people just want to help
but once you reach 19 or 20,your just dealt the cards your dealt
i don't feel any different inside,i can tell you that for certian
the older i get,the less they care,i hide behind a curtain
i'm still a kid at 21,at 22 as well..
im still a child in alot of ways,living in an emotional hell
where did all the helping hands go,the ones that were there before
i blame myself for not taking that help and will forever more
because now apparently,it's too late,nobody cares about me
i am not a cute little girl,just a woman who needs to be free
i ask of you,human to human,the next time you want to judge
pray for patience if you need to,ask for help from above
but something tells me im not alone,there are others who experienced this
there are others out there that need help so badly,please don't miss
don't miss their smiles,that are still so young,even though they look so grown
at 21 we are not adults,and pretending we are makes us feel alone
maybe i AM alone in this feeling,i have no idea
but what i do know,for sure i feel...this is very real.

Copyright © Brittany Carroll

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It breaks his heart to know
she does not always trust in him
nor understand the much she means to him.
The sight of her smile
enchants his manhood.
He plays and replays her laughter
He simply can't get enough of her.
She is so graceful
when she want something and is afraid to ask
she make those silent pleas
biting her lips and playing with her fingers
It melts his heart!
How can she not know  
who she is in him?
When she makes mistakes
he delight seeing her learn from them.
She is so brave and courageous.
She sees the good in people
support without judgement
and her unwavering faith in God
makes him nervous and envious of such loyalty.
This wonderful woman
she practically runs the world
nothing is ever too hard
"with all my degrees, he says
and still can't compete with her brains!"
"What did i do to deserve her goodness?" He often questions
Then they're those days
times when her past becomes too overwhelming.
She suffers dark spells and moods swings
her feet gets shaky and she's unsure of her state
making and second-guessing every decision....
It breaks his heart to not know
a perfect way to comfort her.
Often he dialogues with the gods and heavens
to grant peace in her soul.
Her serenity is his joy.
Each time he looks at the mirror  
all that reflects is power and her influence.
She totally transformed him with kindness
and a love so true, gentle and unconditional.
She is his field of green pasture.
his still and peaceful waters.
"I saw a home in you" He says she says.
But the truth is  
"She gave me rest!" He exclaims
That tiny body house such a big and generous heart
he envy every person who knew her before he did
and give thanks for every guy who wasn't good enough for her.
"How was i to live without her magnificence?"He wonder.
His Mama says she is extraordinary
on two occasions she referred to her as "supernatural"
"Even the first woman in my life decrees
that indeed my wife is unusual."
she is not from another planet
but without a doubt
she's unlike you and i.
She experience every moment
with in depth and intensity.
Her perspective on every situation never lacks insight.
Friends named her "princess empathy" for her compassion.
"Her eyes, his best man said,"Tell a tale of humility,desire and incredible beauty."
She has endured so much pressure, pain and trauma
in all that carnage  
only peace and harmony radiates.
She is the summer night sky
so calm
so divine and phenomenal.
"There is a missing Angel in paradise" he says.
And she dwells in my hut."
"She decorates and lights up my world.
Heal my heart
right my wrongs
perfects my imperfection  
complements my shortcoming
and completes my being."
"she gave me a second chance
an opportunity to re-write my story and history.
Each day she teach me
ways to be a better man to myself
to her
to our lovely kids  
and to the Great Man above."
she is the definition of miracles and true love.
The sanity in his existence.
An example of humanity
and a ray of hope in God's creation.
she is his wife
the only pure thing in his LIFE.
......... ........ ............


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five decades of experience and vast global knowledge
he met and lay with all kind of ladies.
Women that sparks extreme desire
Some whose names he couldn't pronounce
Even those with no clue as to why God make a girl...

Never did he image
a simple 25 year old beauty
will be the bait to make him surrender.

His friends and families bet
it will last for as long
as she could satisfy his groin.
Its been fourteen years of bliss in this marriage
two handsome boys and a dog
he finds her irresistible.

This woman his wife
she makes him nervous
second-guess himself
she makes him question his manhood.

He is well known and influential
a man of means
proud and egotistic
but the moment she came into his life
the balance of power shifted.
She's in total control.

Stubborn as a mule!
He often find himself inflamed.
She makes him so angry with her arguments.
"Why must she always contend?"
So opinionated
such a strong personality!
"Where in heaven did you come from woman?"
is a frequent line that sends her laughing
knowing she has won again.

He recalls their first year of courtship
they would disagree so much
their social lives...
At times they went for days
without a word.
He dated several women in-between
eventually he gave up.
"There will be women more beautiful than her,
learned and more elite."
But he realized
will ever possess more grace
inner beauty and brains
than his simple town girl from Kenya.

Today they celebrate their anniversary in the Bahamas
he laughs at the number of time she fall
learning to surf.
He would try to talk her out if it
he knows too well she's never been one to quit.
Her determination amaze him.
Once she stayed in the water too long
he went frantic thinking he had lost her
to the vast Ocean.

The thought of losing her scares him
more than the thought of losing
his huge empire
or even his own life.

He flinch as he recalls a painful encounter on his 42nd birthday
that would have seen him lose her.
He hurt her so bad
she wasn't sure she will ever recover.
It was tragic and excruciating to both of them.
But after a month of total anguish and despair
she forgave him.
She fought for them!
"With all she got and still she wanted me!"

It was the first time anyone had purely loved him.
Accepted him with all mistakes and wrong choices.
"It was literary being born again.
more than a second chance.
Its like all along i had been blind
or locked up
and had been granted freedom."

"With all my records and achievements
it was the first time i felt good enough.
I found my purpose!"

She is the only trophy worth mentioning.

This woman his wife
so rich of thrill and delight.
unpredictable and full of adventure.
No wonder his now 27 old daughter adore her so.
She is the life of the party
a puzzle he no longer care to figure out.
You cannot interact with her and remain sane.
She will teach you ways to appreciate life
make each day count.

Often he claims
he wouldn't be here had she left.
Though she's the baby
he gets all the nurture.
"She protects me not just from the world
but from me too."
She has been his guide and guard
with her he can never go wrong.
"She is the lamp sent from above to light my path."
No longer looks over his shoulder
he know she will never hurt nor betray him.

Once after dinner he broke hysterically
"Her cooking is aphrodisiac
Her love making insatiable
Her sense of style unimaginable"
Haha!he exclaimed!
"Her strength immense
her joy is endless
her faith steadfast."

She is the pillar that holds them together.

As a black man once proudly sang
this woman his wife
"She gives me good loving!"
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Dad you are my Hero

Dad you are my hero
You've taught me write from wrong
Showed me that you can never judge a book by it's cover
Cause you loved my mother
I know I am grown into a woman 	
But every woman needs her daddy
I know we live in differnt states
But we are only a phone call awa
I remeber when mom left us
And run off down the road
I was upset 
But I knew you was there
When I needed you
You are the best dad
Even though we had our ups and downs
We always got along 
I know you did your best to raise us
And I really know that now
How hard that was for you
Daddy you are my hero

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Woman In Worship


She speaks volume of what comes from within 
Her make up her dress her looks does not define her 
She draws from the well which overflow with God's mercy,kindness,love and favour.

She walks with her head held high even with no food to eat 

She just smiles because she knows her God will provide. 
Never hasty or worried she finds comfort on her knees. 
Woman in Worship  

Intimacy with God is her key 
Take note she aint ordinary 
And when the world look down on her 
God comes and lifts her up until the world starts to look up to her.

Favour suddenly surround her 
Favour starts to move with her 
Woman in Worship

Her smile says it all that glow which no one can define...... 
That is God's Glory

She has mountain moving faith 
No words can describe her but God knows her!!!!

You can try to analize but you will not be able to define her....

She is your woman in worship.

When people make fun of her and push her down God will not fail to protect her.

She is taking a step back in faith in her present state trusting that God is preparing a table in the presence of her enemies.

She smiles back at those who smiles with her but behind her back wait for her down fall.



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Hey dear lady

Hey dear lady 
do you want to marry
You know you ought to 
You can't possibly have a life of your own
What babe? 
you want to change the world, achieve somethin'- nonsense! 
Lets make babies
For a woman that should make more sense
What babe? 
You want to be so individual
Well, don't you have your own name and body
Ain't that enough
Hey dear lady
You don't need a brain or a mind
Learn from my mom- 
she never comes outta her home
And knew how to praise the male kind
Though one day she murmured silently  'I don't get the meaning of it all, 
it all called life'
And took out, finally, a pocket knife
Hey dear lady 
Tell every lady you know
Equality is a hoax 
Like a goat, you might as well be perceived a meat devoid of soul
Hey dear lady 
don't you be so proud, 
If you ain't got the guts to break the walls 
Or walk tall

Copyright © Aiswariya sweety

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He looks at him
then dotingly roll his eyes on her
from head to toe he re-inspects
he reaffirm.
he guffaws!
He is a proud beast!
A man that derive tremendous pleasure
seeing men relish
burn with shameless desire
at his wife's glamor and splendor.
He was not always so humorous about it
"such utter disrespect!" He would curse
"They don't acknowledge my presence at all!"
Then he realized
its not something she crave
or does.
Its her gift
her aura.
She has a confidence that bewitch
allure your attention.
She walks into a room
it lights up!
She is a whisperer.
A masterpiece every man would idolize
his name to be encrypted on.
Today he smiles
every time another stranger winks at her.
He no longer mind their flirtation.
"Give a brother room to state his futile case" he says.
It keeps their fire burning.
She is a wonder
a golden beauty.
The goddess of his dynasty.
His ecstacy is her glow.
No wonder he spoils her crazy.
He's her number one fan
her charity work largest donor.
Keep tabs across the world for her favorite art
help the kids with homework
replenish her perfumes
host her unpleasant mum once in a while
bathe her
keep her guessing which day flowers are coming in...
he has been playing 'shopping mate' as tedious as he finds it.
This woman his wife
she is the sky
and there is no limit.
His end is to make
"A paradise on her earth."
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