Wednesday, July 20, 2016
You say I am full of misery
And when I say I love you
You laugh and say fool
But one day when I leave you
You'll look to the memories
We built like an empire
And miss the one you pushed away
The one you made cry
You beat me and my daughter
Day and night without rest
The one that felt loving you
Was a prison in the abyss
With the torment you put in my heart.
Still I loved you unconditionally
If love was a prayer I'll be on my knees
If love was a flavour I'll drink from fountains of
touch a heart with nature
Two made one
Glued with love a bond so strong
Our love is forever,you and I apart Never,I feel
this love's fever taking
Was it a song that we sang,
the first day that we met
In your eyes I saw the stars and your smile lights
was it love that I felt my heart held in your hands
Every minute I spend miles away from you makes
my heart stop
A body without a soul.
A heart without a beat
Far away from your reach that is like not existing
all I want is to be with you.
Don't conform to conformity
Be unique let your talent speak
Loud enough to be a bridge to a world of art.
Like words you the artist
Words are your paint
Imagination are your inspiration
Don't force it let it flow remembering
Inspiration to be like respiration
Be unique don't conform to conformity
It was a lie that caused man to fall
It is a lie that has no light at all.
It was a lie that shook nations
Bringing revolts not controlled.
It is a lie that makes us blind
Sometimes binds us in ignorance.
A lie's a disease
The truth is the cure
Even in love, one tends to leave
Look with light, you’ll see lies
Creeping like a mere shadow
Unnoticed it can destroy
Even things we really adore.
The fun talks, the crazy laughs
The words whispered
The kiss shared
The touch felt and your arms in mine.
The gaze at the stars, the smell of food in the
air signaling your presence
In our home...
Your goodnight jokes
Your good morning kisses
Your wake up call whispered to my ears
Your every touch brings memories
And tells me of a bright future
Never I alone without you.
you always in my heart.
Words are razor sharp to our souls.
Words are flaming arrows to our being
Words can build or can break.
It is great, but not always the same.
Words can bring the worst or the best.
It will either bless, or make you less.
"Its on my desk stop being a pest"
Pause, watch!, you've hurt someone's heart
See just like that words can be dangerous
Be careful not to get your mouth full of words
that's not cool
Seeing the world as words
Bridges of truth, lines of lies.
Oceans of love, rivers of sorrow
looking At how people sleep like the breeze.
Never to rise again.
It's a world of art painted with words
Its a sword of truth crafted with wisdom and
Its the spirit of poetry
Like the rain cooling our thirst
Looking with this eye to spy
A world of words
That continues to no end.
The rain of Love comes unexpected, might bring
pain,yet the thirst of your
heart is quenched...Love stays the same.
Love like a lie
Homo sapiens lie that they love
All are infatuations.
Only true love is the truth
#Sunsampaul d Philosopher
Growing a lot of fear
Making my heart to tear
Like a divided pear.
Forcing people to swear
Day by day, right here
Taking others over there
Few are now the heirs
Many sent to hell
Yet you are not tired to appear
Cause you always take people's ghost and
I no you don't care
For you are not my dear
Yet you snatch my peer
And truncate my affairs
I never knew you were to be severe
Until when daddy lodge in your tent of despair
And grandma slept in your arm that is unfair
Now you are back with a spare
To take my love as an affair
They can't stand your site when you appear
Even though they were not prepared
You took them to prepare
A judgment of their affairs
So high over there
Where their sins will be very clear
Now I render you a plea
That you don't come into my affair
To make me lodge in fear
Nor drop an acidic tears
That will put my brother in despair
Making him to shared tears
The love we always share
To people of the air
While I am suppose to be the heir.
In this state of affair
I refuse to be aware
That death has appear
To disappear with my fears
And put me over there
Where I will be judge based on my affairs
The spot you made on me
The spot is hostile on me
You beheaded me
And make me weak
You put me in a wheel
And made me sail to the stream
Streaming my heart like beam
Making your name wide and fame
And my name dashed in the same
Yet many people you took in shame
Surrounding the past event
You danced to my rhymes of Bullet
I fired at you, but you dodge in silence
Pestering me in pestilence
Putting me in forlorn affluence
Making me a bard of influence
Even though you are our
That wouldn't leave us to witness
The bright morrow sun and day's business
I thought you once exhibited your meekness
Now I know you are portrayed more wickedness
That sucked human blood with it's thickness
And made many sleeping naked
After few months of been buried in a golden
Some you slaughtered with machete
Others died holding their chest
Tahh! You are not blessed
But you are to be sent
Back to where you should rest
And let us all to be at rest
And leave the rest of our life without been
To enjoy the goodies of this earth
Even though we know there are few saints
That are living decent
So the rest of us won't faint
At the blown of the trumpet
Which might take place at sunset
Or even when we are not set
To go with the rest
That will be taken by the leaving death "rapture"
#Sunsampaul d Philosopher
Faces are different
So I don't believe in faery tales
Wearing mask like skeleton
but seeing you in that merry veil
has made my heart sink in happy hails
like an extinction of fear and doubt
Faces become dark and strange.
Like a rejuvenation of unending love
Faces weeping out tears turn blood
like a heart with sudden pulse from happy
endings that fuels eternal
beings. i know Being with you completes me.
even though i don't believe in
In the cold of one's heart there's flickering lights
of hope. dawned from
the one they hold in the hands of love.
What more can one desire than this orchestrated
What more can one ask for, than this
The manuscript to happiness is concealed in her
The pathways to blissfulness is engraved in her
The road to eternal love is mapped in her eyes...
Though i'm a saint.
I still make mistakes.
The stake of Drake everyone waiting to prove
that i'm a fake.
they say its fate
Life always catching you high in a state
Ups and downs hope not to drown
Always worrying what tomorrow will take from
Never adding a light of smile in my dark tunnel of
so called happiness.
I'm a saint, I still make mistakes.
The puss of hatred seeping through the hearts of
Taught by ignorant fathers to live in a world
where milk and coffee does
separated by nothing but blinded ambitions of
superiority based on the
paintbrush used by God.
Man's love for "perfect “art blinds it to The
masterpiece of unseen beauty
in the hearts of each individual on earth.
Don't judge by what you see.
Look deeply at the face before you leap.
#Sunsampaul d Philosopher
Homo sapiens genuflecting in hyper dulia
Hormones spread out in full demand
Melancholic scene turns into serenity
Catastrophe without apostrophe
Bent in severe dignity
Like a simple fugitive
We long for extended eternity.
Salvation we seek through the depths of sin
Looking far and beyond to be made whole
Leaving a life daunted with spots and infirmity of
Sunsampaul d PHILOSOPHER
I, Paul join force with my gracious buddy, Grace
To render renditions to dignified trinity
Seeking valve to escape the instincts of SIN
salvation we seek
Waving the placards of the meek
All for the benefit of we and the sick
That has no strength but wait for eternal milk
Because the salvation we seek is not weak.
You wave your placards
I'll raise my red flags
Waving and calling frantically like a mother
looking for child
Wailing and waiting for visitation
O God of salvation
Turn not deaf ears to our salty rivers of
Sunsampaul d PHILOSOPHER
Spitting out lullabies to his majesty
That we might gain salvation
From his royalty
In loyalty we trade the part of simplicity
Christ our banner we follow your manner
Walking in His foot print
Leaving no traces of ugly print
Alone in the dungeon of our SIN
We have been led astray to a bin
Now we are coming back as kin
To seek the salvation u mean
In unison we hail thee
Our backs raping the feet of our iniquities
In SIN we were all conceived as kin
Now we longed to live no more in the bin of SIN
Graveyards of abject persecutions
We know we shall face
But we love to face the face that will add
taste to our tales.
Sin left us bedridden
Lust left the beautiful downtrodden
Pleasures pulled us down the valley
Our voices came not past our bellies
Seeking you inside and outside
Everywhere and nowhere
Save us! Save me!
This I seek...salvation from my tragedies
A new line to my melodies
If Sunsampaul sought salvation
Then I the grace upon the nation
Seeks salvation for a better destination
Let it be known that we sought and fought
Hand in hand
For the salvation of our land.
Sunsampaul d PHILOSOPHER
Basking in the Basket of Baskateers
I throw away the veil that covered my sight
And fight the light of darker might
Know it a light from the dark
That penetrated into sinners like a flight
Grace o my Grace
I longed for salvation
That I will be in the nation
Of eternal nomination
That can give me a noble portion
In the Lord's own Condition of many
I, being a poet
I, SunSamPaul ,
Like Saint Paul
Write this to the nation
In any condition
I will seek Salvation
Like I initially mention
Taking Grace my Gracious weapon
To the mission of Sanctification.
We made new
We trampled limitations to find you
We sought salvation and found it on the hills of
It danced before our grasp painting our eyes
Salvation from the Lord of saints
We have found ours from whence it trudged me
out of the valleys of my iniquities
We have found you alongside peace
At last am at ease
Salvation we seek.
©All rights reserved
Our stony veins gushed out blood in disdain;
Wetting our sorrowful lives like rain.
Every time, now, again and again.
We hawked our success to get fame;
Our nightmares we only see as games,
As we punch the cloud, so our lives won't
remain the same.
Even when our tears become flames
This lonely road we passed through,
Each time we speak, we labelled it to be true,
Day by day we launch through,
To make sure the journey won't make us rude.
Our children dashed their feet on deadly ground,
After passing by so many rounds,
They felt they endured a pound,
That traveled on the road, when thieves are around.
©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher