From all imperfections of life, there, staged WOMEN on the reflective side of living, optimizing the cons 'n pros of bing mortal, with creation soo alertly constructed to ease and siege tribulations escorting lyf...
From birth, inaugurated with leadership, though cultural norms and ethics blurrd by in-denial to the plausable fact, which lies undefined for is barely tangible to man insecurity
To Earth, strapped life from her soothed back, with hands that nurtures livelihood of her offspring, outruning flaws and trials statued to living, that lingers on the projection light of her halve being.
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#Phenomenal!!!
Phenomenal! What comes to my mind when this word rings to my attention, some random multitudes of women images, designated in every slope of Africa, my heart beat in paces never anticipated before, my conscious bring forth honor to my presence, when with my naked eyes, I'm statued with a world created by bare hands of women, the soul in me embraced with greater gratitude by the value these women brings to every life spared
I feel the warmth of life wrapped by hands that bears wisdom n growth, from women of this lifetime , I feel numb with words to express, whenever I realize tht im in presence of phenomenals, my body catching vibrations as an ompth brought forth by roles played by women of this planet
A deep soul enlightenment, that's settles the whole universe, I mean harmonial presence tht sets hearts n minds at ease, the radiance in their aura tht just makes every segment of life well. It is not by human will tht I too find this comfort in me, whenever the word phenomena strikes a stroke of gratification to the whole of what life is but the invetable presence of a woman on this grounds of humans
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2nd Elergy For Auntie Betty Akinyi Oyugi.
Life is scattered.
By Juno Byron(Junior).
Life is a balloon
Inflated full
A'n given to a baboon
Wherefore? though white as wool
Life is a pot
Resting on her head
With water it got
Cool cold as the dead
Life is a charcoal
Collected in a heap higher
Statued to make a roll
Waiting for th' great fire
Life is a nestling
Inside a nest
Lonely chirping
Built over a river to rest
Life is a live band
Played once enthusiastically
Made of a good brand
If played 'ice- loses weight drastically
Life is a flower
That once blossom
Then dry at summer
In the fields at random
Life is ice cream
Scooped into a warm tongue
And melts dim dim dim as a dream
Whose alarm has rung
Life is scattered
Broken
'nd can not be gathered
Yours,mine,hers,ours,his shan't be remembered.
Assiduous Betty is gone!
Charitable Akinyi is gone!
Benignant Oyugi is gone!
Munificent Betto is no more!
Time is a good friend
We shall plant and harvest
And all shall we'll end
When we believe in Christ.
AS YOUR LOVE TWIST THE BLADE,THIS DIDNT NEED TO BE, FROM THIS DARK I COUNT YOUR SELFISH NEEDS,WHY IS LIFE SO BITTERSWEET,ASCENDED FROM HELL THAT MUCH I KNEW FROM THE POISONS THAT YOU SPEWED , ILL NEVER ANSWER TO YOUR GUILTING SIGHS ,YOU BLESSED MY LOVE THEN MADE ME CRY,I'LL NO LONGER CARRY YOUR CROSS,I'VE BLED ENOUGH FOR THE LOST, I DONT CARE HOW MUCH YOU PLEAD,EVEN THE DEAD DESERVE TO BE FREE,THE BEAUTY OF THIS MASQUERADE IS THAT YOU WONT ESCAPE THIS BED YOU'VE MADE,STATUED LOVE WAS NEVER TO BE, THESE CHAINS OF VOWS ARE AGONY,FROZEN IN DARKNESS A PRISONER OF A BLINDED MIND,MY HISSING HEART WAS PREPARED FOR LIFE,I ENTERED WAR WITH A STRANGER WHO CALLED ME WIFE, CAN STRENGTH AID ME IN THIS FIGHT,OR AM I PRAYING TO A DEAF DIVINE ?FATHER FORGIVE ME AS I FELL INLOVE,I DIDN'T HAVE PATIENCE ,I WAS YOUNG AND SMUG,I NOW UNDERSTAND WHY IM HERE,NEVER CHOOSE LOVE OUT OF FEAR.....
Violet blue filled the color of the blind night
Beneath the sprinkle of flashy star dust, I felt the breeze
Gazing upon the skies with no limitation
Underneath my mind cavity, I amazed
Moonlit hid beyond its shadow
As if reluctantly shared the gleam next to my car's window
Though, the beauty of this bliss conquer my anxiety
Bring me back to the shelter of my sanity
My mouth shut but my imagination crawling
The silhouette of my days as though reflected in constellations
And the cotton clouds pretend to be the angel's wings
Night flapping its miracle in magic
Seek for some splendor through the night whisper
Still I stunned staring at the skies in fully manner
Statued at the parking lot, people might think that I'm crazy
One voice call out my name and bring me back to my reality
Inside the statued gardens where tears fall
The final words before eternal flame
That stands alone to face the grief and shame
Nowhere to hide the soul must bare its all.
All wrongs in deed and word, both large and small
Lie naked in the darkness at time’s end;
No silken cloth can hide as fears defend
Yet here, this place is where I hear her call.
When in my shame she gives me ways of hope
The chance to see there is a better way
Inside darkness there is a brighter scope
I place my soul to her silvery ray.
And now I know she is there, by my side
For it is her destiny I must ride.
Somewhere in sand 'n stone,
This beach lays open 'n wide 'n cold.
Not from the standpoint of emptiness found in it's ocean,
But in the form of purified space and beauty's isolation.
Footsteps patter amongst outskirts but never after.
Under on-top and through most ever past laughter.
A fervent not hesitant share in elsewhere mire,
Hope splotched sky in a place of mind so narrow I tire.
In my view of decades calls them soon,
Kindle the image inside without the tears.
Sought in pictures I search the vast clouds,
Spanning the orange bray horizon held by fears.
Oh the brunt daft-ness of timing,
Yield focus on the fine frame of next,
Paired to the motion of cause and treasure,
Covered shores with the single statued annex.
Not lost cause ground never before gained,
Stars sing so brightly on this perfectly white grain,
Where miles of untouched beach seamlessly lay,
Time and time again until tomorrow's present day came.