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Growing Up

On a hollow morn fill with joy 

Shinny and peaceful as Easter 

Had I known that daddy wasn’t happy 

As he said, be quite as words followed 

Daddy did 

He did say Easter bunnies have crossed the road 

And gone are they  

He murdered you dear Easter bunny 

Terrified and sad I grabbed my pillow 

Alone I want to be 

Daddy did say those horrible words 

Easter bunnies do not exist, although you did 

At least in my little tiny happy chocolate world 

Daddy did make me believe in your existence 

Tis the Easter bunny, thee carried gold and grey chocolate eggs 

From house to house for all around the world 

Lovely in fight for motivation in deep grief 

Daddy did always say 

Jesus said: I am resurrection and the life 

He who believes in me will live,  

Even though he dies 

So do I believe 

That you will live again 

My dearest Easter bunny

Copyright © Betty Njie | Year Posted 2013



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Life

The unrealistic acts we put on to manipulate one another, living and sleeping with active minds. The act of evil smelling over the surrounding, guilt brightly sparkling on our visages without pardon we step on one another. Our beautiful, merry and precious planet loosing its sense of beauty in an inadequate manner but still we cannot see what our lives are seeking for. We need love and understanding we need one another for a better living. Let’s start from a good angle to land on a better scale it’s for our own benefit…The world is our world but does not belong to us, as we are here for a reason to also always have in mind that we all going to depart one day. What’s the hatred for those it worth it? Literately lost and mislead but physically hurt, its see able that we are leading our lives to what we don’t want hurting one another for no basic reason. It’s seen at a certain point that we sometimes wished to know how is it like after life but the reality is death

The ways of life are beyond the sound of the tongue, harder and softer than what is seen and felt. Life took its birth through pain It’s the pain, which gave birth to beautiful  creations. Life is incomplete, without the pain since, the pain teaches to actually accept, the pain with a joy as the longer we deny the existence of pain, love shall not behold. depressing it is, to deny existence of pain as the pain actually gave birth to life. Life, which is in a soul, comes through pain and agony , which is the true meaning of life. What we feel is not what we know and what we know endured to what is to come.

Sad it is that nothing seems right but why? once memories of the past sorrowful invade. When it all retaliated to nightmares and hollow, just then when the sound rhythm to a melody of nausea. Reality, justice, happy living known spoken but not valued. Too much expectation can lead to self-destruction, vandalism, greed and temptations. Life is a lession to be learned, as love implies.

In belief that religion took stand in order to complete missing pieces of all acts towards faith for worship of anything that was considered superior to understand. The belief of a religion consisted of trying to appease and show royalty to the Supreme Being. This resulted in performing rituals and keeping traditions to earn goodness. Such has been maintained to establish courage in result towards self-confidence. Today as we are still on the merge of our great ancestors these has become a chronicle that we have learned to respect and follow throughout our livings. Which moralities appeal the governing of human affairs. We have pledge to its Conscientiousness in order to show respect to its origins. This as well signifies a particular clan that shares one mind towards their belief. Humanity found its stand. 
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Copyright © Betty Njie | Year Posted 2013

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Time

Take time to be experience and experienced to be lived. Life is everywhere it implies anything. The cruel we wish for others can turn out to be the future we are planning for our very selves. The eye that sees evil is the eye that duels evil. Lack of amity the sense of humanity fading away float in time with open mind... A quest; a chance of riddled thought: An Answer; pained and overwroughtelected to be eliminated, my words are my deeds. I was not born to be bound but to fight for what I represent. Infinity squared, then seeks to find If bravely we have given all, for who can ask more of a man than giving all within his span, it seems to me, is not so far from – Victory. Therefore, the fates are seldom wrong, no matter how they twist and wind, It’s you and I who make our fates, we open up or close the gates, On the Road Ahead or the Road Behind. Someone had better be prepared for rage. There would be more than ocean-water broken before God's last *Put out the Light* was spoken. Underneath the wagon where people search for answers while the question was never been asked but the look was already given. That simply lies in the steps we take and the fear.  Sensational revolutions the dynamic quell of life living in the wish and expectance of death! Let it be your wish equivalent to your will just when you have seen and experienced the sweetest tripods of life as life dimension its intact in tripods. When you have live to a certain point left with no other choice captured in sorrows living an unwanted life as if you are been punished. Its all a matter of time.

Copyright © Betty Njie | Year Posted 2013

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Behold Africa

Wet eyes! while questions follow, the melancholy?
Does it really matters or better said who cares?
The lonely road I go in search of loyalty, give me a home
In Desperation I stood up to be heard, identity i crave 
Why the hatred why the ignorance, cannot wipe no-more 
Longing to be saved hopeless may i never become
Oh Thee who created man from a thick clot of Blood
Rescue my sinking Soul, free me from immoralities
Tis my dream to heal from emotional pain despite everything
I am a believer, I am Africa world of its own, tied to culture 
Beautifully representative of nature, I am Africa
Never take me for granted, stand your ground my child
who are you? own yours.
I am Africa.

Copyright © Betty Njie | Year Posted 2014

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What It Took Me All

In search of summer though hopeless but in vain I cry for summer. Pain broken heart sorrows and hopelessness I had to deal with to get to my destination. Pain over here pain over there, left abdicated in the mystery of nowhere caught in the wrong chemistry. Locked and forgotten my days are over my life is useless at this point, my illusions are devastated I have no future. Been alone in this small cell is my new world, have not learned my mistakes but have learned that life is what you lead it to be missing those wonderful summer moments. It might sound surprising that am not longing to change but looking forward to full filling my dreams. Enjoyable were those days as I made it seem like heavens belong to me, i governed my clan as my name was praised. With the honour of who I was a great drug dealer which am still not regretting, I did what I had to do to obtain my pride. As my mum ruins my world it was like I were never me it was painful it was heartless of her those names she called me "A bastard child, a mistake" I had no other choice. To thee who gave us life To thee who protects us to thee who sees all I prayed to recommending that I have no rights to question him why for he is the almighty and his ways are unquestionable. 

Dealing with the agony days after days years after years it kept getting deadlier, I have pleaded, I have suffered I was forced to live again. I felt it was high time to agree on a solution as i made up my mind to rebel, though my beloved mother choose drugs against my life. The love I alter for her never did change an will never.  I can still see it happening  it was not my intentions to take her life I was only trying to protect my self but things happen. I wasn’t happy neither was I dismal I was at a certain point satisfied. Turning around walking away, my body felt cold my heart felt heavy and empty, I was no more myself I felt different I felt brave I didn’t feel guilty taking the life of the person who gave me life and tampered with it boldly I delivered myself to the police, I murded her I murdered my mother in tears I shout. With 17 in jail and so shall it be till I rot in here. God is with me as I am with myself.
She left in summer by my force as i was born in summer in her pain.

Copyright © Betty Njie | Year Posted 2013



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Why

Just the way it should be, such is life!

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I Promise

I promise my self inner peace. What life brings I take. What lies ahead i do not know. I am in no competition, live to become wise, wisdom is light.

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Its Never the Same

She laughed; he cried, she is happy, his unhappy. She is loved and known by every one; his hated and has no personality. She smiles every time she thinks of her perfect life. He cries every time he thinks of his sad and sorrowful life. She can see her future bright as the sun and wide as heaven. He can see his future sinking in the middle of nowhere. She swims in the river of love and eats in the valley of happiness. He sleeps in the valley of sorrows and wakes up in the arms of sadness. She has great ambitions. He has no clue; life seems not to make any sense to him. Her self-confidence can never be underestimated as widely written all over her. He raises up with the sun light and sets as the dawn break. he is sad as he indicates but still has faith.

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The Road

Roads ahead i see no way to go
Troubled, inadequate what way to go
Mesmerized, hanging on, oh anima  of justice 
Free my demons, hide no more i came to conquer 
Discover the deep, recover from pain, live the pain
I own the pain, days are to come i shall overcome 
I am who i am, enlightening, oxymoron 
I am human.

Copyright © Betty Njie | Year Posted 2018

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Ally

Such different people came together made a great combination of loyalty. Thank you I want to say for everything, every single moment we share together marks a memorable day. You have shown me light, brought me joy delivered me to happiness. Thank you I want to say for your honesty, happy I am to haven found you blessed indeed. You have become a huge part of me that completes my whole existence. I call you my friend because through you I got to find the true definition of the word ally. Thank you for haven come to my life and make living more sensible as easier for me. The love I have for you is outrageous. I have hope and trust in you not because you share wonderful moments with me but because you are always there whenever I need you. I have grown to love you as much as you deserve, you see things in me that many cannot. Thank you for haven helped me build so much confidence. Were we meant to be it not the question, destiny brought us together now that we found each other to explore and make wonders come true. Thank you for the trust you have in me. Have officially taken it as a duty been your friend so do I know and believe that you are a true friend indeed.

Copyright © Betty Njie | Year Posted 2013

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Book: Shattered Sighs