talking tanka time
breaking far from tradition
and so it goes
all is well that ends well child
maybe we will meet again
One day, one may go
In places we don't want to know
Just assure that your name is written
Embossed in gold shining in heaven.
Yes, I'm preaching
To the soul that's needing repair
I'm talking to all who hears His teaching
To warn a deluge will come so each life may spare.
The world is delicate right now
Rumors of Armageddon is creeping
I do hope Moscow show love somehow
So we can live a life we want for keeping.
Somehow Nostradamus has more to say
Than the Political Analyst wants to debrief
Believers of God and Peace Makers always pray
That all is well that ends well finds a relief.
I have high hope that World Leaders do good
So United Nation not bedeviled and not be unguided
That life may continue to thrive and not be booed
By Devils who want this world to be divided.
The Second Coming is here then
If you just know it in your heart
He is now intervening the affairs of men
We just have to chose our role and take our part.
Where there is a will, there is a way,
When the sun shines, let’s make hay.
All is well that ends well,
Well begun is half done, I tell.
First impression is the best/last impression,
Success usually comes to those who are not in imagination.
(But too busy to be looking for it)
Knowledge strategically applied I tweet.
Translates into wisdom ensuring success sweet,
Imagination is more important than knowledge suite.
For imagination encircles the world, and limited is knowledge.
Being a passion, it becomes a profession - I acknowledge..!!
Jack went up the hill to check his still,
but he drank too much and soon fell ill.
The Doc said it's too late,
all that shine sealed his fate.
One drop too much is enough to kill.
Poor Jill was sad til she read Jack's will,
he left a lot more than that old still.
Buried in mason jars,
more gold than all the stars.
To wed a drunk is worth a great deal.
2/28/21
Oh why so devastated in such a state
what to wear, to say, on my first date
should I be early, oh must not be late
will she think I’m totally useless or great
perhaps take flowers, single rose or bouquet?
take her for a meal, go dutch or should I pay?
we are meeting in town, near the railway
must not mention marriage or Valentine’s Day,
I ticked every box, well groomed dressed to kill,
standing outside saw her walking down the hill
quickly checked and popped in a fresh breath pill
greeted her, hello Jenifer, whoops her names Jill,
tried to apologise but started to shake and stutter
then stepped back fell landed in the gutter
she looked at me said I think you need a cuppa
ended up in a cafe, a fry up with bread and butter.
A DEITY THAT SHE IS
She believes in her Fate
That’s why she keeps the Faith
She’s made of tough Shell
Firing like Hell
Having an eye that stings
A character like Bees knees
Around her is a big umbrella
She knows she is Ella
Men Heat up when she’s near
Losing control but fear
Her heart and mind glows
When Jesus is close
Jesus keeps her to Men
For them to commend or condemn
For men see her Shell like flame
For there is one could burn that flame
That is her only Twin Flame
Then all is well that ends well
That all will turn to Gold in wishing well
She knows her great worth
But stays humbly and forth
( Contest name : Beautiful scars)
The day dady departed,
Promises were winged locusts.
Uncle pledged heaven on earth.
Aunt vowed I would be a prince.
No sooner daddy was intered
Than I knew khaki was not a leather.
Soon it was home alone.
Aunt melted away like snowflake.
Uncle became a needle lost in bamuda.
Like spittle that was out of the mouth,
None ever returned .
So wants adopted me;
Taught me to fetch woods for bakeries
And supply water to construction sites
But needs took me to school
Though in coat of many colours
And a gum shoe without any sock.
Wants and needs were not laissez faire -
They woke me up before cock crowed,
Slept only when the streets were desolate -
Often corrected me with severe hunger
That today I offer people butter bread,
Seat and bouncing beds under ceiling roof.
But the children of Israel visit Joseph in Egypt:
There is hunger in the land says the uncle,
Give us a room to keep our heads says the aunt;
Then I look back in restropect -
Though dad's death is a scar,
All is well that ends well.
Kayode.
22/11/15.
All is Well.
"Well" is everything
That a person should desire.
All is Well.
Contentment is to be sought after
rather than a life of passion (fire).
If All is Well,
it is the End.
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