Father , we thank you ,
Father , we thank you
Woo Oh oh oh wooh oh eh. Eh. Eh
I call upon you
Kabiyesi. Father, we thank you
Father, we thank you
Imela, thank-you
You are my Kabiyesi
Kabiyesi Baba
I call you, Father Papa
Kabiyesi Baba
Highest praise Hallelujah
Baba O Ese Father we thank you
Hallelujah Gbogbo dye gbe Jesu ga
Let all the world exalt Jesus Jesus
Iwo nikan an l 'ogo ye. You alone
Deserve the glory
Thank you, Father. we thank you
Thank you. Father, we thank you
Thank you, Imelg
You are my Kabiyesi
Eze. King, you are worthy of my praise
Yahweh eh. Eh. Eh
Father, we thank you
3/18/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
Nigerian Worship Praise Song
Father , we thank you ,
Father , we thank you
Woo Oh oh oh wooh oh eh. Eh. Eh
I call upon you
Kabiyesi. Father, we thank you
Father, we thank you
Imela, thank-you
You are my Kabiyesi
Kabiyesi Baba
I call you, Father Papa
Kabiyesi Baba
Highest praise Hallelujah
Baba O Ese Father we thank you
Hallelujah Gbogbo dye gbe Jesu ga
Let all the world exalt Jesus Jesus
Iwo nikan an l 'ogo ye. You alone
Deserve the glory
Thank you, Father. we thank you
Thank you. Father, we thank you
Thank you, Imelg
You are my Kabiyesi
Eze. King, you are worthy of my praise
Yahweh eh. Eh. Eh
Father, we thank you
3/18/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
Nigerian Worship Praise Song
Father , we thank you ,
Father , we thank you
Woo Oh oh oh wooh oh eh. Eh. Eh
I call upon you
Kabiyesi. Father, we thank you
Father, we thank you
Imela, thank-you
You are my Kabiyesi
Kabiyesi Baba
I call you, Father Papa
Kabiyesi Baba
Highest praise Hallelujah
Baba O Ese Father we thank you
Hallelujah Gbogbo dye gbe Jesu ga
Let all the world exalt Jesus Jesus
Iwo nikan an l 'ogo ye. You alone
Deserve the glory
Thank you, Father. we thank you
Thank you. Father, we thank you
Thank you, Imelg
You are my Kabiyesi
Eze. King, you are worthy of my praise
Yahweh eh. Eh. Eh
Father, we thank you
3/18/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
Nigerian Worship Praise Song
If you knew how much I write of you
You'd wonder, what else does he do?
Every written word is yours
Every song composed a cause
To show a love, 'twas unforseen
Your inkling though was very keen
That dream I had was quite the start
By poem one you had my heart
Bella,
me enamoré con ella,
reflejo de estrella
brillando en su mirada tan bella.
Como las nubes,
el día no se me lleva
cuando estoy con ella,
mi mente se queda.
Si llueve, yo soy su paraguas,
la cuido del mundo,
del drama y las malas.
Ese es el diseño,
es fuego conmigo en la cama.
Dice que me ama,
dice que me ame,
y cuando lo dice,
el alma me arde.
Temptation
Foundation.
In such a fluid interconnected world, are long-term relationships dwindling in numbers?
Is temptation saturating society, and creating an influx of such communications, subtly asking for a second chance?
The Email to Monique
Whenever I think of you,
I always feel a familiar calling
A soft echo which rhythmically whispers before morning
I can still feel you
And it carries such magnificent tales of us slipping and sliding
Entwined together spiritually
As a new world was dawning
But like all things borne into the bright lights
There are things lurking in the night
Things we failed to see
To pray against and fight
And so now we both live alone
Me in bondage to time and memories
And you
A sentinel in the in-between spaces
Who I still see
A serene face reflected in random windows
“Perdóname mi amor
La oscuridad vino por mi
Y en ese único momento
Olvidé tu nombre"
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Translation:
Forgive me my love
The darkness came for me
And in that one moment
I forgot your name
Image shared under fair usage policy.
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COME CLOSER TO ME
Trelos ya sena
COME CLOSER, LOVE YOU TRUE,
Ella Konda mou na sou po,
MAY I HUG YOU,
Na s’angalyaso an boro,
I DANCED WITH YOU LAST NIGHT,
Ma ze sou horepsa egthes,
FOR ME YOU SEEMED SO RIGHT,
Agapi mou apo pou erthes?
COME CLOSER FOR IT IS MY AIM,
Ella Konda, na sou po,
TO TELL MY SECRET, THIS NO GAME,
To mistiko mou ella tho,
TO STAY WITH ME I ASK,
Thellou na zesume mazi.
ENJOY OUR YOUTH AND IN IT BASK.
Me tin igia mas ke krasi
WE WILL LOVE, KISS AND SIP FROM WINE,
Sta hili sou ena fili, se agapo toso poli,
AND WHILST WE DINE,
Ke an to potiri me krasi
IF A GLASS MAY FALL, BREAK AND SPILL,
Pote hethee,
LET IT BE ON ME, IF IT WILL.
Na eme ego,ke ohi esee.
TOLD YOU THE SECRET TO MY HEART,
Goritsi mou, kseris ese to mystiko,
YOU WERE MY LOVE FROM THE START,
Apteen arhee esoona esee,
YOU KNOW I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT YOU, SO
Yati horis esena then boro,
FOREVER YOU’RE MY GAL AND ME YOUR BEAU.
Eeme trelos ya sena mono esena agapo.
NB - An English/Greek Love Song
¿Hay alguien más leal que un perro?
¿¡Hay alguien que te espere en la puerta
de tu casa moviendo su colita!?
Aquel día a ese animalito al que alguna vez
llame hijo no me esperaba más en la puerta de mi
casa , pensé por un instante que se había escondido
porque haci solíamos jugar pero está vez lo ví tirado
en el suelo , con sus ojos cerrados.
Empecé a pensar que estaba dormido hasta que lo toque
sentí un frío en mi mano , de pronto apareció la muerte y me dijo:
El te esperó todos los días de su vida más nunca regresaste hasta ahora , te fue leal hasta su último suspiro mas nunca lo supiste valorar ahora no te arrepientas de nunca haber venido que él ya se fue para nunca más regresar...
Concurso:"Esto es lo que llamo un amor de verdad"
Aunque él deber
te dicte hoy
otro destinó.
Y al estar sólo
busques él refugió
de otro nido.
Prometeme
qué aún volverás,
tesoro mío.
Confirma tú regresó,
con ese
apasionado besó.
Y cómo velero fiel,
lucharás contra
la marea o viento--
por nuevamente anclar
en este, tú amado puerto.
Tú por mi, regresarás.
Cobijame
con la llama
de pasión intensa--
que guardas
en tu pecho.
Para que mi llanto seque
y así pueda escuchar
la oscura
y triste novedad.
Brindemos
por esté adiós,
no sea eterno.
Con vino rojo
y dulce, del bueno.
Aunque cada buche--
traiga hoy tanta amargura--
al digerir la amarga
e agria realidad.
Regalame
esa fuerza intensa--
qué otorga tú mirada.
Porqué es imagin--
la qué logra que pueda
conseguir el sueño.
Ahí tal vez pueda--
tener algo
de felicidad.
Consuelame,
con la esperanza en tú voz--
que ahora me jura,
anclada frente a Dios--
prometiendo tú regreso.
Porqué aunque
despedazado hoy
queda él corazón--
siempre te esperará.
I Am As I Am complete
Though ego opines otherwise
Invoking grace we feel God’s heartbeat
Where ese does there remain for us to realize.
-Unseeking Seeker
Our soul lovingly speaks to us everyday
wherever we are, wherever we stay
Reminding us of our God’s beautiful gifts
that no life’s trials can carry us to drift.
For we are the handmade of God
created in His wonderful likeness and image
Our body dwells the Holy Spirit
as His temple to make us feel His heartbeat.
He knows what’s in our thoughts
and sentiments of our hearts, He sooths
Inflating our ego and pride
God watches us, He’s always at our side.
It’s God' faithfulness, love and grace
that empower us to deal with our imperfections
Then again our soul speaks within us, I Am as I Am
completely belong to God, a child of my Almighty Creator.
Science they say
Is discovery
Poetry a craft
Properly put
An industrial Art
A genre of creative Art
But wherein
Is the place of the Muse
And wherein
Is the place of the Wordsmith…
In everything
And on a daily basis
I eternally thank God
That
Ohwojevwe Ese Ganiyu
Is a wordsmith
Divinely given
to mankind
by our creator
Nights that smell of dew,
days that smell of fresh grass,
flowers that bloom to be seen for a short time,
leaving their fragrance in the air for us to feel that unforgettable instant.
Slippery days missed somewhere in the past.
Rusty swings forgotten in my backyard that bring back my childhood memories.
Columpios Oxidados.(Spanish)
Noches que huelen a rocío,
días que huelen a hierba fresca,
flores que florecen para ser vistas por poco tiempo,
dejando su fragancia en el aire para que sintamos ese instante inolvidable.
Días resbaladizos perdidos en algún lugar del pasado.
Columpios oxidados olvidados en mi patio trasero que me traen recuerdos de mi infancia.
The typewriter, each key its purpose met.
The author’s score from mind to fingertips.
Illumination of her breath and sweat.
The musical is moving hearts and lips.
She climbs into the dark places, and sweet.
The hammering, the keys clang twists, and turns.
Her imagination is not discreet.
The flames of her lyrics - her nails with burns.
With lilted tongue - the soft and thud conquers.
Alternating eyes of light and dim spell.
In siren-ese, the ebb and flow bonkers.
The carriage bell carries the tuneful swell.
Your presence
is a fluttering in the throb of my pulse.
Our wide-open eyes collide
with a zealous sexual urgency.
Your body heat
swirls beneath my skin
as we wrestle with fierce passions.
We are clasped in the hasp
of a thankful ardor,
saturated and pulled
with pleasure-trussed
stirrings.
That was then;
that was when young people
were not so young.
Now I take my ese
watch songbirds
come to the garden feeder,
count sparrows
as they bathe in a glittering puddle.
There are many paths to arousal,
nowadays I take the slow way,
hold your aging hand
enjoying the love-making
of this year’s youthful squirrels
as they chase each other
in the trembling tee-tops.
The evening arrives gently
ushers us to rest
within those timeless arms
that the well acquainted
always have for each other.
problematic
persuasions
pragmatic
paid patrons
pharisees
put upons
power-ese
pros versus cons
one political persuasion
is discerned easily
when those pragmatic lies
purr like a pharisee.
do ends justify means?
perks hide from public eyes.
after months behind screens,
one feels he’s just been put-upon.
September 5, 2022
Charlie New Ku Poetry Contest
Charles Messina
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This is a new and different form of haiku that I came up with. A rhyming haiku with two stanzas. The first has a syllable count of 4,3,3,3,3,3,3,4 and the second has a syllable count of 8,6,6,6,6,6,6,8. Each stanza must also have a rhyming pattern. ...Charlie
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