Long Peace day Poems

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Why the Pigeons of Peace Refuse To Fly

When the pigeons of peace refuse to fly
It was supposed to be a land 
Of peace 
Were all is enough for every soul
But not for the greed of men 
They dressed in pure white 
From their head to their toe
Pretending they stand for peace
Deceiving the crowd
On a peace day 
They thought they are wise 
As usual 
But they were caught unawares
By the birds of peace 


When the pigeons of peace refuse to fly
It was supposed to be a continent
Of peace 
Yet the sons of men turn our
Peaceful land to a hell 
Of a place 
Am sure most of the world 
Has had how dangerous Africa is 
Have you ever wonder why 
Have you ever try to research 
Were this badness came from 
I tell you certainly not from 
The people yes not from 
The innocent common people
And the prove was  why 
On the hands of our leaders
At the peace day ceremony in Nigeria
The pigeons of peace refuse to fly
Form: Epic


Chaos Flying Away

With night, light blurs sight
Morning gets informed of fright
Yet flies dark aright

Unstoppable soul
Peeped into the gloom's roll
And take due control

Alongside farewell
Unbearable psyche  compel
Fright it does propel

Unstoppable soul
Now scattered far to console
Gloomy frights enroll

Intact memory
Saves it once in Calvary
Faced with bravery

Unbearable psyche
Left to visit a Nike
To return spiky

While it clears its path
Psyche went to have its bath
To be back in wrath

Now it seems soul's eyes
Close soon for psyche to rise
But one for one dies

Another rose up
Serves as gallant backup
Builds psyche's lockup

Chaos fly away
Lonely to a silent bay
There to overstay

To let pure peace reign
Over and over again
For today's campaign 

Happy world peace day
International peace gay
Today well obey

Happy International World Peace Day!
Form: Haiku

Premium Member The march is good ' P P D perhaps we'll see '

There are monks marching to Washington
Enduring; they persevere, their perstience
 long'
There actions to me echo.' Back maybe my call..
For a peoples peace day, they will arrive on the twenty eighth of Februrary before the power halls, just over a month and April will arrive..My indication is the second day.'
For requesting worldwide, that people make a call fir peace, fools days myst be put behind us, Jesus grant release, are these minks a sign of a deep desire? A world of longing, kindling this small fire.?
Anyone can mark the day i note send a card recognising peace.' Cast your worthy
Vote, have a psrty..You do not need me.'
Just a heart for change, that some
 good may be.'

( invest in peace it cost so little" yet enriches
Us all )
Form: Rhyme

To My Mother's Glory

To My Mother’s Glory

    

Today is the day of glory to my mother
She restored Her glory from the 
                       darkness of slavery
She hoisted Her flag of victory 
                      with the millions of hands
Her smile and pride will be stable forever
for that We are ready to give anything for her
She is the women in Love and
She is the rain in mercy
She is the breeze in Peace and
She is the sea in justice
She  is the destroyer of violence and
She is  My Mother ! 
Yes! she is My Mother
 Here peace will rule and l
 Love  will determine us
Sacrifices are our way and
Her teachings to our life
Today is the day of our Glory
Yes! August 15th of every year

Dedicated to my nation’s 63rd  Independence  Day

Political Stormy Waters

Messages came thru coded
And the messengers appeared in disguise
Such was their fate as the group of 300
Made Stronghold their place of refuge
Twas all going according to book
But the twisted enemy was all around
One but must pass great hurdles
To attain the prophetic anointing

''Came the Message Thru the prophet gad 
Depart ye from the stronghold..
and David's The prophets king salvation
Was to be found in playing lunacy
At them gates of the city..
When his pursuers found him
Angst the Enemy King spoke forth..''

''Did you but call you're Kings counsel
To witness the drooling and doodling of one mad fool
Truly can this idiotic fool writing gibberish upon the city wall
Be the celebrated David, Warrior, anointed of God to be King?''

And in that Biblical Fable I learnt a moral
Don't be judgmental of a book by its cover
Its often gems pass themselves as ordinary stones..

...Roy read me the Ordinance and declaration..
''I assert the declaration of Kirinyaga Free State''
And I believe On matter Europe Catalonia's should be free..


...A KFS PEACE DAY
All Kenyan Forces are Special
We share gifts.. ..JESHI..
Form: Narrative


Do online mindfulness courses work?

Do online courses work? For your mind?
Wake up. Work. Languish. Sleep 
Wake up. Struggle. Dissatisfied. Sleep 
Wake up. Depressed. Sleep, repeat 
It’s suffocating in the mind
Whatever was taking away my inner peace day after day 
was a costly affair 
I was becoming a toxic piece of grudges 
the excruciating pain, wasn’t subsiding 
I was counting on myself to rise again and I was reading atomic habits for it
Then I enrolled in a healing and manifestation course online
And I started the therapy within,  
accepting the pain as a subsidized power 
Of healing and health
I slowly groped inside my hideous self
To find that trigger and owned it 
I initiated my thinking for the present
Dumping the melancholy of the past 
And the anxiety of the future.
I did pain body meditation
the storm was still raging, the dilemma’s still pertinent 
But I was moist in my oasis hydrated in my cognitive resonance 
I rewired my inner engineering 
unguarded my senses, dumping the prerogatives
Cuddling my awareness, flowing in oneness 
With the ephemeral, the ethereal.
I practiced non judgement non resistance
Because you know all pains are psychosomatic 
It’s not my body, It’s my mind 
It’s not the present , It’s the past 
It’s not the situation, it’s the emotion
It’s not my relationships, it’s my past experiences 
I told my stuck emotions to leave sooner than later.
Then when I opened my eyes 
I love bombed everything
My laptop, my eyes, My quintessence, my hair 
My mousse, my serum ,My writing fanfare , 
I’m not giving my self worth in anyone else’s hand like a costly glassware 
I invite shame and failure to revisit me like evening guests
But I don’t pamper them- I just sit there watching them have a monologue 
It’s liberating 
I’m future pacing success
I’m healing and I’m manifesting 
Iam …..becoming!
Light is ….beckoning!
Wake up , focus, feel good , sleep 
Wakeup, accepting, calmer, sleep 
Wakeup with purpose, inner peace, meditative sleep
Do online courses work? For your mind?
This one is working!
© Daisy Bala  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member BUILDING TENSION

Beware of my building tension might
driving destructive and perilous fight
or causing anxious, grievous fright
toward shameful frustrating flight.

Be braced against my building tension height
toppling solid relationships plight
shaking fellowships held tight
as I reveal conflicts in full sight.

Behold my building tension blight
starting as solidifying delight
then lurking hypocritically right 
putting doubts midst skepticism sprite.

Be warned; my building tension blocks light
I'm PRIDE, treating meekness as weak and trite
breaking you down with my selfishness bite... 
choose me; together, reconciliation we smite.

Believe my building tension with faith's insight
admonishing the prudent along negotiations aright
keep trusting God* for His wisdom, clearly bright
granting triumphant peace day and night.

*Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; And lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, And he shall direct thy paths.

February 27, 2024
2nd place, "This or That, Vol 23" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 2/29/2024

Xgadgados, Abuja

I had to down my tools
I had to terminate the calling
I struck wielding the ngungi..
I struck the great gadgados
Defender i neutralized
What is mine by right

The mob was unleashed on me
Thoughtless humans trying..
Nay baying for my blood
Even in this aspect they failed

I entered the delicate meats industry
And unleashed the wrath of Kiama
Dealt a incapacitating brow
TD of guardgados you are missed
I will always recall you held me
Encouraged me to wield my first
First pen - at poetry soup

I was hurt in the battle but...
Twas expected .. seer all is open
And great Boss at gadgados
The buck stops at your feet
Dereliction of duty will be..
Your undoing oh mighty one

Great D. of gadgados you are milking
one cow and using the milk to feed
A calf yet you neglect to feed its mum
The beginning of your fall will be when
You will destroy gadgados in the belief
That your personal star will rise..

Chipset Technologies i now own
In the digital era all your solution
I acquire using the rat in system
Aptly named mouse.. a right click
and i gain all solution that i need
systematic hacking sequence 
those in the know call it

And we blew the NYS scandal up
Siphoning of our groups resources
Deploy Policia Militia Generaia
Private Military Commandant
and an assetion to - KFS
Kirinyaga Free State - eternally
Forever defender i remain - Kenyan
And patriotism is my duty - Shalom



LEWIS NYAGA
CODE 254
A KFS PEACE DAY
PRIVATE WING
Form: Narrative

Broken Memoirs

I could lie twas Salma
Who made I edit my note
A love note it was a rem1
Reminder with a Coordinate
Coordinates do come home
I pleaded heard turning into ice
Starlet breezing without a care
Re-ignited the flames of drama
Mtanga an African love story..
At the stadium of heroes Gee Tanga
Led you the way in a Month of love
Kaayan did I utter your name the 4thM
Kensoul you make trainers dreams of No
Of Mo love M1 when all are beautiful Wooo
Aromas of well cooked Warriors of colour

#aKFS peace day 
All K's Forces are Special
NGO Na Ngao ya kidavida

Volt and Coat of Arms..
Isn't a Verso genxermais pillar
Not to be found at Kemets Border..
Champe for a cause..
Cast aside were you
TanaTeru Glory of Sion..

#RiuKeyLifeBirthings
An eruption magmation
A living machine eyes all around
Who saw The Lord of Host
Twas You MyKinsman Isaiah son Of Amoz
Who will help us but US
Inspire with a punch held high
As them kids cover up in Bibs
Am a GJDeon Arma Water Bird..

#Staring at the scorching Sun
#UshakaBayete2022 codeZed 254

Premium Member If Only

It's day one of the rest of our lives
Beginning as it usually does
But this one seems a little bit different
The old world is all abuzz

It's all abuzz with great excitement
Something's about to take place
Has this old world finally realized a truth
We're destroying the human race

Since the very beginning of time it seems
Wars have forever been fought
Over land, religion and ideologies
In a web of destruction we're caught

A day of awakening is about to take place
We have finally seen the light
From this day on wars will be abolished
Peace is finally in sight

Am I dreaming out loud? Can this be true?
Pinch me to make sure I'm awake
Let's hope this time it's more than a dream
But reality for all our sakes!


© Jack Ellison 2013
Form: Quatrain

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