(7/12/2013 3:05:00 AM)
Open your eyes it's a whole new day,
count your blessings and you're on your way.
take a chance and see where you go,
you'll be fine 'cause you reap what you sow.
And when you find yourself stuck in a place,
dont back out, you've got your dreams to chase.
That ray of sunlight cracking through the sky,
it will give you hope and push you to try.
And when the night comes crawling out,
if you are still fazed and having doubt,
close your eyes and wish upon a star,
smile that smile and it'll take you far.
(7/11/2013 9:44:00 AM)
If you are heart, I wanna be your beat.
If you are cake I wanna be your sweet.
If you are kite I wanna be your flight.
If you are dream, I wanna be your night.
If you are guitar, I wanna be your dhun,
If you are star, I wanna be your moon.
If you are metal, I wanna be your shine,
If you are poem, I wanna be your rhyme.
If you are paddy, I wanna be your hay,
If you are light, I wanna be your ray.
If you are rain, I wanna be your moist,
If you are lover, I wanna be your choice.
(7/11/2013 9:42:00 AM)
Government should provide children their right,
if not provided, their future won't be bright.
Society should stipulate the rights provided,
if not stipulated, children's growth will be retarded.
Parents should give love and affection to their children,
if not given, their won't be growth of their brain.
Teachers should provide children entertainment for a while,
if not provided, students' life will be boiled.
Government should provide children their name,
if not provided, their life will be full of pain.
Rights should be given to the children from whole;
Everyone is participated in their dimensional developing role.
(7/11/2013 8:22:00 AM)
Title: Counsellors Darkening Counsels
In the multitude of counsellors; safety abounds,
ln the multitude of enemies as counsellors;
Counsellors whose heart studieth destruction with lips uttering mischief;
Enemies clothed with sheep clothings as friends;
Friends whose tongues uttereth words born in deception.
Counsellors whose mouth darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge;
Enemies made counsellors whose looks appeareth friendly,
Friends whose mouth draweth iniquity by cords of vanity.
Counsellors who utter counsels coated in corruption,
Friends whose mouth worseneth counsel by words without wisdom;
Enemies whose heart pondereth in destruction.
Counsellors whose counsel are coiled in deception,
Friends who by multitudes of words cause you to err;
Enemies whose mouth captivate tender hearts.
Counsellors whose counsel destroy the paths of relationships,
Friends whose conceit counsel to death;
Enemies being enslaved seek to enslave others.
Believe not every counsel neither inculcate every word,
........... They destroy the heart..........
Believe not every friend neither heed to multitudes of words,
........... They enslave the soul............
Believe not every counsellor neither seek counsels from multitudes;
.......... They captive the mind...........
Which counsel shall we inculcate?
Which counsellors shall we believe?
Which counsellors shall we seek?
Inculcate counsels proved by love,
Believe counsellors whose counsel are weighed by truth and peace;
Seek counsellors whose counsel are words of life.
Who shall our counsellors be?
Let counsellors who are genuine and experienced be our guide;
Let counsellors who are higher and honest be our refuge.
Hope you find counsellors whose counsels are candid;
lt takes honest counsellors to ensure your safety.
(7/8/2013 5:07:00 AM)
I swear I love this poem wow! !
(7/6/2013 5:24:00 PM)
My Darling Helen.
Do not weep
Do not dream as if in fright
For where I am is not far
I'm in the sky in every star
I'm every wind and blade of grass
My Darling Helen.
I'm watching you
Don't fear the dark
Or any noise
I'm in the moon looking down on you
My Darling Helen.
Don't be scared
I never sleep
No never fear
I'm with you always
My Darling Dear
(7/5/2013 1:08:00 AM)
Excitement Spooning Joy
Whether by teaspoon or table, my guts full itself of this intimacy. Nevertheless, they find themselves deviating.
I shouldn't barf upon any anger though; I'd have a better chance out drawing Pablo.
But man it feels good to smile a little bit, to laugh a little more, to jump around a ring of roses.
This marriage that excite brings upon joy is ever so memorable. I write about it... I pen the excitement spooning joy.
Sometimes I watch...
By the garden, is this gigantic picnic.
No food, no palate, just grass. O' how full are these fools...?
(7/3/2013 5:12:00 PM)
Anyone have any info about upcoming contests?
(7/2/2013 6:55:00 AM)
The Wailing voices
sob sorrowfully for their loss.
Did it happen again!
Incessant nuke of the haramites
At the church, major cities
And market places.
In whom's pleasure
chooses our blood
Of which it pleases.
Did it happen again!
The portentous strikes
Of these faceless
Making us refugees in
Our own camp.
Their name is " Forbiden"
Even at the hear of " Boko"
We fear to tread
Keeping vigils with bare hands.
Did it happen again?
I wonder if it did
As we maintain no just course
Seeing our protectors nurse
The menace with glove hands
Forgetting we are all victims in disguise.
(7/2/2013 6:37:00 AM)
FEAST AT JUNGLE
We have come to the " feast"
At jungle, to dance to tunes
Of music of our time, and now,
Leaving the arena for others,
Returning with cheering heart.
Gladdened by our worth
Our shoulder laid with arrogant pride
As it was at the beginning,
We stomped tirelessly, bathed with
Salt water and with the eyes of flame
Grope for dream.
" Determination" stands the watch-word
To some, it shattered away
As the hour danced past
When at the time of deep distress
Along the hobbling wattle forest
And of trial, were threshed
And shoved into obscurity.
But we pegged away into
The realm walls of faith
Where we spurned the nights
Of fear that stalk the day
In a combative poise.
We are coming
To fertile our land
With the frothy glory
Trapped in our hands.
Hearts leap of joy
As we slung our bags over
Our back, touching each other,
Gaze timidly at faces with surge
Hear the drum beat of glee.
We have arrived at the niche of time
Bringing castles of hope,
Telling sad-sweet tales
Of our voyage.
Ndubisi Anslem Otolokpo