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A Fool In Love

A Fool in Love

We could have been in love sometimes somehow
With the person we least expected
That feeling is always wild
That it could last you for a lifetime
True love is scares and hard to find
In the midst of our daily hustles and buzzle
We get caught in the irony of who is truly who

Wait a minute what's your definition of love?
Fill the blank space in your thought
Whatever comes is actually a cool response
Now here is the gist
A fool in love is fool at lost
They don't see the signs speaking in a still voice
Its speaking out loud that they cant hear
The wool is from their inner ear
They are carried away by the feeling in response to their emotions
Can your emotions be compare to your instincts?
Don't tell me you still don't understand
Have you forgotten when you were insulted?
Even a physical assault back then
Mutual respect was lost in the air
Understanding was no where to be found
The vision was blur that you needed a sun glass
You couldn't see above your nose
Danger was calling but you were far behind
Far behind that you needed to be yelled at
Danger was tired that he left unnoticed
How could you have forgotten so soon
You even had a dream that was opposite to your feelings
Yet you ignored and kept moving
Like a child who desperate for a breast milk
There's even a time a child pauses from taking breast milk
It will soon be reality .com
You have confused true love to your emotions.
Carried away by your sensations.
That you never read meaning to the signs aforementioned 
Sheybe you see what it has caused you.
Its not time to regret
But try never to forget
What you have learnt in the process
You can now take a u-turn
From wherever you are not minding your destination and how far you have gone.
Realise you have wasted your hard earned time and move on
You are a fool in love when you are carried away by your feelings, emotions and not what love truly stands for
If you have been a victim 
Brace up.

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She Is Pregnant

She is pregnant.

Feeling a baby grow inside of her was the most magical time of her life
wondering what he or she will be like, knowing that one day  she would hold them in her hands is one of the greatest Joy a woman can ever experience.
Love, anticipation, anxiety … you’re just a melting pot of emotions right now.
She whispered to her husband, I will be a mother soon
The expression on her face shows she can't wait to love, care, pamper, tender, nurture and inspire the foetus in her uterus.
Everybody knows am pregnant even if they can't see, I only can feel it
I am pregnant with ideas
I am pregnant with purpose
I am pregnant with burning dreams
I am pregnant with great aspiration
I am pregnant to fulfill a divine mandate
I am pregnant to influence lives
I am pregnant to meet a need
I am pregnant for a better tomorrow
I am pregnant to feed the nations
I am pregnant to affect my generation
I am pregnant to live for you
I am pregnant to wipe tears
I am pregnant to inspire you
                       BUT
I can't denied along side am pregnant with fears, my limitation, frustration, intimidation that can perpetually abort what's inside of me
I kept asking the WHY, WHEN and HOW will all my longings come to manifest

Then I heared in a still Voice
 Trust in me with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding in all my ways am only permitted to acknowledge him and he shall direct my path

I heared again the vision is yet for an appointed time though it tarry it will surely come to pass

That gave me courage, determination and enthusiasms to press and never to give up
I know and i surely believe i can't die with my purpose living inside of me if I do then the world is at end.
Now that am still here, its either now or never.

Don't quit on your dreams you are closer to it today than you were yesterday.

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On My Sick Bed

On my sick bed

On the hospital bed I lay helplessly
Breath was almost far from me
I wished death could come be the judge
And take me on a journey of no return
Diagnose with no symptom all at
No traceable cause for my predicament
Between life and death I stood tall
Not knowing what will become of me
The pills were high
The bed was nice
But my condition was out of hand
I had always watch been sick in the movie
It' was a fairy tale or maybe I say an adventure
But now am faced with two options
Bid my loves one goodbye or stand face to face with death
I droped out of school for months
Its obvious am missing each day
My dreams were become Delusions
Would I give up or put my faith to work?
I had few more days to live
I was 7 years and its few days to my birthday
I was certain of the Holiday and I could remember it fell on Sunday
Every day is a great day I always believe
If I survive today then it certain I have escaped
Groaning in pains
My cloth were socked with it stain
Still in the midst of my though then i heared a still Voice whisper to me
If only you had faith like mustard seed
You would tell this mountain be ye moved.
I summoned courage and declared by faith
The outcome is why you are reading this piece.
Am back on my feet
Sitting on the cushion seat
Soliloquizing how I would have given up if not for Faith

Faith does the magic, confess it, believe it and you will have it.

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Tomorrow Is Dead

Tomorrow is dead

We all go to bed at night
Hoping the alarm hits a wake up call
Or the cock crows as the day dawns
 We bid our love ones goodnight
And they reply with a charming smile
If you are like me you won't miss your night meditation
Or you probably want to have an evaluation of how the day went
Plan for the next day's event
Too tired to do all that
The sleep is heavy in your eyes
That you couldn't even have your bath
You had a stressful day at work
So hectic that you almost passed out
Good you have a source of livelihood
Atleast you are not a nuisance in the neighbourhood
Tomorrow never came!
Tomorrow never came!
Hope its not a game of chess
Yesterday is gone
Today is here
The thunder grumbled
The flower nodded
The snow flakes danced
When will it be tomorrow?
Its a matter of time
Will I sleep and never wake up?
Am I promised tomorrow?
No never, why? Not me , I don't like this
My kids, my job, my loved ones, my everything
But wait a minute what if tomorrow doesn't come?
Never will anyone pray not to see a new day
The brightness and light of a new dawn
But what if tommorow dies?
Those that are gone never bargained for a return
They left with tears in the eyes of thier love ones
Not in a bit to instill fear in you, but to consciously remind you that tomorrow could be dead.
Live right
Have a good heart

LIVE TODAY AS THOUGH IT'S THE LAST DAY AND LAST BREATH YOU WOULD EVER HAVE.

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Lover of Weed

Lover of weed

Hey lover of weed take heed
So its true your life now revolves around it
That you are now even  an addict
Addicted to the point of snuffing it
Its now all you see and thinks
Your mind can't just get off it
Day and night you keep having
As though it can be compare to the air you breath
You are a beast when you have not had it
Like a dog whose sex urge is demanding
You are restless and careless
Confused and perplexed
Your last dime can be used to purchase it
You don't mind the cost and stress of getting it
Going about with it like handkerchief
You can't even wait to be in one corner
Of a truth God created the leaves and the tree
But wait a min also for this purpose?
I understand the feeling after you have just had a feel of it
Your hormones are high @ 101 degree Celsius
Your brain is already getting used to it over time
That even failing to give it a try could be kinda detrimental
Its fun to you I think?
And you living life from your own perspective
As a guy is that what makes you a man?
lighter in your hand and a rap in your pocket
You are good to go like he who is about to start a journey
Your friends come around and they call you and the fun begins
What a waste of time sorry if I sounded insultive.
I know am not worth telling you to stop taking it
Just give me a minute before you attack me
Hear what I have to say about it
Back to why you should stop  taking it
Has your life gotten better ever since you it became your lover?
Are you always proud of yourself?
Can your parents attest that it the real you?
Can the society accept you?
I thought you had a conscience?
That should preak you when you going beyond your limit
If you have a positive response then feel free to take more of it.
I know at this point you wanna stop it
But it so difficult CU's you dont know how to snub it
Pls help this guy if you have idea on how to stop it

To be continued.

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Val Or No Val

Lonely on a cross road
In search of love from within
Believing I find what's not lost
With hope that some day I will find
Two by two I see all walk past me
Red flowers with a smiling face
Busy enjoying a day like this
With gift of love to shower  on one another
Cards of well wishes fills the mall
A toast of love with a chilled malt
On White cloves At the movie hall
Love fills the air
Light hug to keep you warm
A day off work they got it all
Am here alone thinking off this all
Wondering  if I get a miss call
Or a ping on my Facebook wall
Maybe a knock on my main door
Inviting me for a date  i will surely turn on
I don't mind paying the bills all
I will walk you through the back door
With hope that my wish come through
Val or no val every day counts
Show some act of love, care if you have no val like me
I would rather ask if you would be my val?????

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Gods Love

Its never to early to be in love
Says mother beloved
Quote me wrong if am right
From Sunshine to sunrise
A Mellow below my pillow
A Medley of endearment
I have told you a hundred times
The best thing ever to happen to me is love
Not a type I feel
But the one I can't see
Its inexhaustible as the sea
Full of so much Mercy
Even when in the midst of the red sea
Its you alone I see
Mothers love can become greasy
Father's love can turn freezy
Lovers love can be without merci
Relatives love can turn clumsy
But this love i speak is new every morning
I wish I have words to express my Heartbeat
Its beating per seconds billing
I will go bankrupt in a means to pay it
So i dispense of his mercies
I enjoy his bountiful blessing
It's all mine so I can flex it
Flaunt it and spend it
If you haven't taste it
You are missing a big thing
I don't worth it
Neither do I merit it
Its just his nature that can't be questionable.
Thanks be to him who loads us with our daily benefit
GODS LOVE IS  NOT MESSY  bUT VAST IN MERCIES.

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Friendly Devil

friendly friend
Our closest best
The devil is a friend to all in his circle of influence
The Ghost mood of daemon
He lives with us everyday but pretends he's far away
His light shines beyond his mask
We call for him from our desires and he responds here I am
He's the sleeping dog that lies in perturbed
He smiles within us and craves his abode around us
We may not see him but he knows us
He decides for us unconsciously
And gives us his will evenly
Much fun lies in what he gives
But destruction speaks in solitudes
Oh daemon

Oh devil

What on earth are you here for?

To kill, steal and destroy, but am confused why Man has yielded so much to your Cozen vibes

You make us feel God is  far away 

You make us feel guilt when we sin

You make men please you and displease God

You make us hate ourselves and leave Us to our own interest.

You cloud our imagination and seek to limit our minds about ourselves

Oh devil

Oh daemon

Much will I say about you.

The greatest he can steal is Gods word in me

He's confused when we speak the word

He runs mad when we speak in heavenly tongues

Holiness is a no go area for him

So why see him as though he has outright power over you?

If you can 

Resist him

Denounce him

Know more about him

He's just like an ocean without Waters

I know you know me

And am glad I have known you

Now I have dominion over you

I am completely free, from the den of slavery

The light has shone on my path

My past is over me now.

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Temptation

I can't resist evertthing called temptation
Its contagious like flu
I sometimes fall like a child
But don't call Me a fool
Even if I know its not cool
Its my past I no longer live there
It all new here
I hope you can see it clear
Am no longer the good for nothing ben
Am all changed
Free from the den of self hate.

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Dilemma of the Rich

DILEMMA OF THE RICH.

my thoughts are scribbled.
 let me shout  and scream.

in the middle of night I can't sleep.
am always thinking of Mr A and Miss B

fear of people eats me up,
Like vinegar am drinking from this bitter cup.

could this be me?
or am stung by a bee.

This is it.
And Here's why i am screwed.

There are so many bills on me.
everyone is Always calling me for their needs.

"Shey "na only me niii?
Abi na curse make person rich nii??

i am feed up, I must be real.
I may put up some attitude that will tag me a beast.

I don't care what you think,
If you like say he's now a new being.

That's your own cup of tea
I will ensure I listen to no plea.

For now no calls please.
I need some time to myself with ease.

The worst if it.
It's few weeks to the festive season.

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