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Abiola Oladipupo Poem
Naked we came, the same way we will go.
Our joyful moments are mingled with pains as we grow.
Nothing we have is permanent but in and out they stroll.
Then what is life and the desire to want to be old?
Life is nothing but Vanity.
Many have come and they lived their end in shame.
Others lived short yet touched lives and ended in fame.
How we live our lives we will have none to blame.
We must therefore remember that life will end all the same.
Life is nothing but Vanity.
Every moment we live is a gift from the Maker,
Expecting us to make life better for one another.
How well we fulfill the Maker's wish we must ponder.
Doing His will in our little way is all that will matter.
For Life is nothing but Vanity.
Hurry, it is the time to build what will last,
Forging ahead to make amends as we can no longer change the past.
Quickly and away our time will blast.
Content and happy we must be when we breath our last and our life in the shadow cast.
Life is nothing but vanity.
Copyright © Abiola Oladipupo | Year Posted 2017
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Abiola Oladipupo Poem
How long and how long will you continue to wallow in pains.
The pity party will bring no relief.
Life is a mixed bag of stuffs that may not be pleasant to handle.
All the same even when we falter and fall, are scattered and crushed, we must pick and piece the crumbs together.
we must not let the down fall of today ruin us.
Life is a roller coaster and we must ride the curves through the peaks and troughs.
Pains they say sharpen the brain. However true this is, it may be hard to see.
Cry if you must, stand alone if you need to, but never ever destroy yourself while at it.
There are things in our lives we must face, we only fail if we allow them to keep us down.
The sun will shine again certainly and the rain will also have its day.
Try and try again to bring yourself out of it.
Love and loving are a hard thing.
Fate brings along this burden as a double-edged sword.
When it lasts, it is super sweet and when it ends awfully bitter.
Never allow the bitter pains to grow into a painful hate.
Paths will cross again and you will never know what fate holds.
Drowning in an ocean of emotions?
Never let go your anchor of love, it is your stay.
Sometimes you need to push the sweet memories back to ease the pain.
But memories must last a life time.
We must conquer the hurt.
Finding the perfect one is not as good as having them.
Time and chance can change everything.
We may beat ourselves up and regret that we miss the timing.
We must remember that the Divine just sets our course.
If fate allows our paths will cross again and we can hold each other and smile forever.
Que Sera, Sera
Copyright © Abiola Oladipupo | Year Posted 2017
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