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On a hot summer night
To a nightclub we danced
My girlfriends and i
Music entranced
There i was
Giving it all
When something happened
That made me fall
In disbelief
Dancing to MJ's beat
My kneecap snapped
Broken real neat
The doctors said
It was the strangest break
The pain you have
Will keep you awake
No more standing
For weeks to come
I'll let you know
Don't be so glum
In the heat of summer
Long days stuck in
Watching TV
Looked after by kin
I long for the day
To get back to school
To be with my friends
Who are all real cool
The miss of my friends
Sends me round the bend
No job, no money
Parental spend
This lucky young lady
Has a caring mum
If it wasn't for her
I sure would be glum
So Julia, i said to myself
Your not exactly, left on the shelf
I will get better, wait and see
Back to dancing, 123
In time I'll look back
And visualise
The angel who helped
And realise
That was my mom
I love her so much
As only mums do
That loving moms touch
This poem was written for a dear friends daughter, get well soon Julia.
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Nevertheless, I resolved to be a preacher
Waiting as a worker in His vineyard
As a Sunday school teacher for His call
To avoid eternal condemnation
And not been helpless fighting spiritually
Here I am as a teacher
Acting greatly like Bayard
Who is not afraid of the timing thrall
To bewitch code of conduct adulteration
For fairness and quality mutually
We are all different in thought
May be not specific in pursuit
Going will surely be tough
Lasting shall dictate our stand
Not all will stand to the end
Many are dreams we had blindly fought
One deals with it like a brute
Some will handle it very rough
Few gets to deeply understand
The motive behind inability to suspend
Chasing a dream like no tomorrow
Feasting for lent in prayer
To make out for the best per chance
Oiled by grace will
In its just and totality
Electrical engineering work is a course I borrow
Though, Nigeria has got me to pair
With teaching work to enhance
Living and paying some bills
A case study of most Nigerians duality
R. I. P to all the dreams that freeze up
Like a winter snow and get dissolved
Get well soon all dreams that dry up
Like a raisin in the sun to get resolved
Amen!
Running in high heels
I’ve wondered at times how it feels
To run in a pair of high heels
I’m sure it would be such a sight
I’d wobble from left and the right
And damn if I stepped in a hole
I’d probably lose all control
Go flying out off through the air
Onlookers would laugh as they stare
When seeing the mishap I’d found
Me lying face first on the ground
Enduring discomfort and pain
While drenched by a cold winter rain
Though no sense in being afraid
I’m sure some would come to my aide
And maybe, just maybe there’d be
A pretty girl right next to me
To offer me comfort and care
Perhaps hold my hand while she’s there
But that would just come in a dream
If all of you know what I mean
Now kept off my feet for a while
It’s so hard to muster a smile
But soon I know that it would end
I would be brand new once again
Besides, I don’t think I’ve ever seen
A pair of high heels in thirteen
And knowing of my fashion sense
Those shoes would incur an expense
And if Pradas don’t come in that size
Then it’s now time that I realize
That I’ll never know how it feels
To run in a pair of high heels
Dedicated to a friend who is in a bit of discomfort right now, hoping to bring a smile.
Get well soon.
In recent days on a holiday
that we spent in the English Lakes
a day spent at Grange-over-Sands
this lovely little town is so great
It has an attraction all of its own
especially down at the duck pond
which is surrounded by many a bench
memories of a bench made me respond
In 1989 after being ill with chickenpox
I spend time there recovering for a week
before leaving home got a get-well card
from a young lady, I admired so to speak
I sat on that bench many a day
reading a get-well card to me
it was so nice that a lady did care
then I was in a quandary under the tree
The bench did indeed change my life
for I did ask that young lady to go out
amazingly she said yes, in time is my wife
sweet memories indeed there is no doubt
(That lady that I did ask out on that first date was Christine now my wife of 33 years.)
This is the fourth Mother's Day that has come around since you died.
When you perished, I had to deal with a lot of pain on the inside.
When you became ill, I wanted you to get well and so did my brother.
I found out just how painful it is when a person loses his or her mother.
You are gone but I still have fond memories of you.
You were terrific and other people knew that you were amazing too.
You were a very special mother and I'll always be proud to give you praise.
You still exist in my eyes because I'll carry you in my heart for the rest of my days.
[Dedicated to Agnes Greene-Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]
They shouldn’t need to make caskets only four feet long
Pediatricians shouldn’t have to specialize in oncology
Scarves shouldn’t be worn by ten year old girls
To protect their bald heads as caused by radiology
Little arms shouldn’t bare puncture marks from IV needles
Fifth grade homework shouldn’t be delivered to hospital beds
Last rites shouldn’t be given before her confirmation dress is worn
Parents shouldn’t be praying that they were the ones dying instead
She is too innocent to fear her impending death
She is too young to regret having never fallen in love
Watching your child suffer through this torment and pain
It is easy to lose faith in a merciful God up above
Get well cards shouldn’t have Hello Kitty on front
A last wish shouldn’t be for a Happy Meal
When they remove her lifeless body from this hospital room
They shouldn’t need to prepare it for another sick boy or girl
They shouldn’t need to make caskets only four feet long
Easily carried by just two men
Funeral parlors shouldn’t be crowded with the grade school staff
And a roomful of crying children
For the "One Silver Tear Free Poetry Contest". Written and posted on 7/23/2012.
You look and see the shape the world is in
You're so afraid any day it's going to end
Let me let you in on a secret friend
You can never PRAY enough
You're asking me if that helps
I'm asking you if not then what else
As the world around you quickly melts
You can never PRAY enough
The moral collapse of society
The putrid air that we all breathe
Needs that drive us to our knees
You can never PRAY enough
The knuckle heads that are in charge
The loony's running freely in the yard
The very best in get well cards
You can never PRAY enough
Even when it's all running smooth
Be it Latitude or Longitude
Word of mouth or in the news
You can never PRAY enough
My advice to those out there
Retirement age or Kinder care
Here or there or anywhere
You can never PRAY enough
Protect yourself from harm, don’t let anyone take you down.
Down a road that will make you sick, sick that you can never get well again.
Loves I want you to be well, so plan and protect yourself by planning well.
Think of your future and all you want to be, make a plan that will take you to all your dreams.
Dreams that you think are unreachable can be achieved, you can be all that you dream.
Planning and protecting yourself every day by following your path to bright and happy days.
Wishing you well on your journey to making all your dreams come true, so plan, protect, and move with intent to make your life all you can be.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Every day I come to this platform and stay some time
This is full of sagacious, poetic victuals stage
Without any experience, I hold the wise weapon pen
Slightly can fill my hungry weak heart
Coz such rich protein is harmful to my brain-body
Whatever in the time of leaving every day I discharge some brain wastage
Without thanksgiving, this coming and leaving every day is immodesty
I know! Yes, sorry for my egoistic character
Feel proud always still the platform allows me to stay every day
For my ungrateful mood, I feel extremely sorry
But the bad habit of mood won’t be changed in me
Thanks
Thanks a lot everyone
Sincere thanks to all the respected, revered poets and poetess
Those who have given precious time to my writing, read, commented and evaluated
Thanks also to those who didn't have time for my writing,
Thanks to those who will give the dearly time to my brain wastage
Earth's chest is now infected with an unknown risky virus
The natural body of the earth is now in unsafe sick amorous
The way to get well being unknown and have to stay home like a prison cell
So, stay home, stay safe
Thanks again everyone
22.06.2020 Chattogram
Still burning
I want someone who sets my heart on fire.
An eternal flame that is not denied.
I need a new spark to burn an avalanche of liars.
I need a direct route through to wife.
I want a get well card for my love life.
A slice of that cake sure looks nice,
But inside it’s carrot cake.
Where is the chocolate?
Vegetables!
Give me a break!
Catch my drift and lead me into temptation.
I need to find a new sensation.
A love I have never had before.
Been there, done that; so tired; so bored.
I want a never before seen, woman of my dreams,
Who is destined to become my Queen.
Not a lover who already has a lover,
Or a lover who finds a new lover,
When I am meant to be with her.
I want original; not the same old same.
Give me fireworks!
Come on! Entertain!
A notion of excellence.
I don’t want to be one of many men.
I want to be unique.
One reject; two rejections;
Already taken, makes three.
If all I can have is bad for me,
Give me bad at lying; give me empathy.
Give me something for me…
Please.
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