We are swords, yet so silent,
Living on this planet.
Like birds that sing every day,
Telling us that the weather is bad.
I fear many things,
For the jungle is deeply disturbed.
Lions think they are the owners;
They rule the goats without mercy.
Hens are persecuted by lions;
They burn while waiting for the rain.
Peace is only a dream in the jungle,
And difficulties begin when we wake.
People pray for the night,
Not for the daylight that brings suffering.
They beg for help because
The elephants disappeared with their promises.
They abandoned the jungle like strangers,
No longer longing for their home.
Who will save the little birds from the lions,
Lost in the darkest part of the forest?
Only brave knights can rescue them.
Technical difficulties
Can destroy cities
Always at the worst times
Sometimes the result of crimes
Ranges from small as a phone
To large as a smart home
Words from Abroad!
Rent just came out of the bank wearing a
different kind of city.
Seems as news like us won't turn around.
Some Easters don't give great advice
Linda Annie
She ths dressed day forgotten
Worked out of abandon
She the hip hop record outta San Fran mind
Bailed out on joy, full of hurt promises
Used as a mail box named
Linda Annie, wouldn't arrive
Wouldn't arrive lest the stage crowded in
Sop
Sop and left over dues
Over the diligent boss
Less convoluted when shalks grease the pat
Life’s a road with twists so steep,
Nights so long and hills so deep.
Storms may rage and winds may roar,
Leaving you with doubts you can't ignore.
Dreams may shatter, plans may fall,
Hope feels distant, weak, and small.
Every step may bring you pain,
Yet the sun will shine again.
Tears may flow, but let them be,
They will wash your soul, make you free.
Strength is built through trials tough,
Scars just mean you’ve been through enough.
Rise again when you feel low,
Even seeds must crack to grow.
Hold your ground and face the fight,
Darkest times birth morning light.
So when life feels sharp and cold,
Wear your scars like crowns of gold.
Through the struggle, through the test,
You will rise, and you’ll be blessed.
Out Of Difficulties, .... Might!
Grow's God's Miracles,
Light, .... Light!
Life has been filled with holdbacks
not easy to overcome, feel little hope
especially in the early days growing up
it took so many years to learn to cope
Every school day was a dread
tension and anxiety were in control
had hatred of every school day
free, was not for it was so stolen
All of this made me stammer
every word was a battleground
even after school and at work
struggled socially so hard to sound
Now reached my seventieth year
look back on all I've come through
many ups and downs but still sain
God was there spiritually made me anew
There's been many kinds of therapies
to tackle my problem through the years
all helped a little but no transformation
still, no way to cast away my fears
I've been married on two occasions
very happily with a lovely life for support
this has been to know what's true love
to keep me going, not want to run short
I've found contentment to accept life
no matter what comes across my way
speaking slowly is easier to adapt
thanking God for His strength every day
Easy ways of solving things we always like;
Difficulties from distance we want to strike.
How will all the secrets of the world be known,
If we move not an inch from our comfort zone?
Until some initiative from us is not shown,
Into a well of ignorance, we will be thrown.
Do hard times causes trials?
Do hard times causes vexing, troublesome?
Do hard times causes sorrows?
Do hard times causes worrying?
Hard times oftentimes are stepping stones of one’s reverence, beliefs, and tests oftentimes one may perceive their alone at this stage the Most high has
Our hands directing one’s passages in disguises confronting trials in hard-times.
I've never twitted on Tweeter
nor am I an Instagrammarian
I've searched on Goggle
but cannot find MyFace on the interweb
I ask "how do I find the North Star?"
and get 4,460,000,000 hits, mostly ads
for an ice cream bar called "The Big Dipper"
so I go make some toast and eat lunch
at least I can work a toaster
Kids think I was born in the Jurassic era
believing my first job was swabbing the deck
on a Byzantine sailing ship
for I speak of phones connected to the wall
and TV sets with 4 channels and cars that got 8 mpg
I don't know url's from www's, or http's from html's
my mobile phone always auttocronects my speeling
and cyber censors block my search for 'penal colonies'
I cannot find the mute button on Zoom
so my belch might make it into the meeting minutes
my internet takes regular coffee breaks
and the only tweeting is the birds outside my window
so I sit at my screen watching dots chase themselves in a circle
trying not to get toast crumbs
on my high tech keyboard
Written 16 Mar 2022
Confused and at a loss
I become mind blank and speechless
From young to old
Difficulties and hardships never end
Knowledge and experience can't help
Patience and perseverance slowly wear out
But the world still sleeps and wakes up
But the moon still shines and the stars still twinkle
It seems telling me to pursuit continuously
Amongst the hustle and bustle
That wake up the morning and the earth
Amongst the crowds
That come and go in an endless flow
Amongst the poetry
That sounds one's heart
And you arrive with your pockets dumping lies
Dead butterfly tattoos covering the arms
Finding it modern to spend the night
playing minecraft and eating french fries
You arrive with your outdated verbs
Your childish behavior
The mouth spews unfunny jokes
because the head is full of herbs
You are not the best what could happen to me
And maybe i'm your worst mistake
Sure we are wrong destinations
Banging heads on a road to nowhere, can’t you see?
BLACK MOOD
Tough times never last
Difficulties grows fast
It portrays there's something you can do
Only the tough people can survive it too
Oh how hunger surfaces
Numerous wants showcases
Different thoughts encompasses
Many disappointments arises
You can decide to bend on your knees
Looking for help with your pleas
Receiving insults at increase
Not giving up on saying please
Life seems so unstable
Food can be on your table
Tomorrow your pocket may be empty
Life at times is tempting
An Ijeoma Ikonne's poem © 2021
Woman who doesn't have
fear of cockroach ...
man who supports
well the pain ...
Nervous to become silent,
shy to be super speaker ...
serious to smile,
unsmiling have
loose laughter ...
Listen to the snake chirp ...
Cow coughing and ox flying,
christened horse attend
the mass,
battle horse
to fight...
Jaguar do
the nails,
mooing bullfrog,
ancient cock command ...
An evening of pleasure for a lifetime of pain
~ Yet if given the chance, I'd do it all over again
Technical difficulties happen rarely
Not like the old days that made us hairy
Black and white
Focus out of sight
Tolerated it but still made us edgy
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