Monday, November 30, 2009

MY PRETTY LOVE.

MY PRETTY LOVE.
One nice pretty that I love
Alas! She doesn’t even love me
But my cup overflows with her love
My mind’s unrest all day
Until she returns my love.

Am confused within my direction
Counting my losses each day
In my quest to be loved and cared for
Prayer’s not enough to gain my heart
Can action acted actively catch this for me?

I wonder what happens afterward
If I die unloved by her
Even though my love’s still in her
Hidden inside her heart
Yet to be unveiled.

Why waste a lot time my own
When you know that am owed by you?
And must be paid back
A bundle of unreturned love
Bound to relax in my bosom.

The other day I waited for you
In that valley behind your bungalow
But surprised to be thwarted
Of course we have a future
Together, shall we get there?

Only when you believe in me
That we be happier that never before.
Countless countenance of yours
Makes me meticulously mad
While am ever ready to embrace you.

Music relieves me when I think it
But for how long shall I continue this way?
Am short of strategies
For I have applied all
Oh! It’s too hard like no other.

In literature, it’s called heartbreak.
Especially when there’s no break
To halt the quest for the feeling
Am finished but I’ve not finished
In the hot race for ownership.

No rule outlines the scheme of doing this
Evidently, intrinsic in man
Devoid of formal training
But only flows swiftly in it’s instant
When nobody is there to explain it.

It appeared as negligence
When I was disappointed after many advances
Still she insisted permanence
And most of all pure reverence of her womanhood
In her deals with any man.

What a virtuous woman?
A rare gift to the women’s world!
With no enough adjective to describe
Is it her physique or the contours
That has any comparison on the globe?

She waits tolerantly for the precise time
For the unification of her heart
With the right person at the right place
That is right and she has the right to think so
Certainly am greatly acquainted with it.

HIS LIFE ON EARTH.

HIS LIFE ON EARTH.
The man had life changing dreams
But he was unarmed
With the elements of destruction aside,
Yet triumphed through the trivial rigors.

He kept the path straight
That which leads to his destiny
And vision so bright too,
In a bid to make the mum proud.

Unwittingly, the dad smiles along
Little changes weren’t enough
Because he dreamt so big
Hoping to accomplish much.

Regardless of the circumstances
Never remembered by his mates.
All on their paths so mean
Vulnerably uncared for.

Though born with golden spoons
With buttered and cheesed bread.
Through rough and rigid terrain
Amongst the strong and the feeble afloat

Flexible as though unaffected
By the fast flowing wind with no bearing
Stood stiff amidst the tornados
Aware of the glory thereafter.

He sat morbid like one mourning in the morning
Even when he is making waves
He has hope for help in heaven
After all someone is in-charge.

Do you quest God then?
Because it’s not yet His time
To arise and calm the turbulent zephyr
Which the most potent is capable of.
DREAMS MEAN NOTHING.
Foolish people are deceived by vain hopes and dreams get them all
excited. A person who pays any attention at all to dreams is like
someone who tries to catch shadows or chase the wind. What you see in
the dreams is no more less than the reflection of your face in the
mirror. What is unreal can no more produce something real than what is
dirty can produce what is clean. Dreams, omens and divination are all
nonsense. You see in them only what you want to see in them. Unless
the most high has sent you the dreams, do not pay attention to them.
Dreams have misled so many people; they put their faith in them, only
to end up being disappointed. The law is complete without such
falsehood. Wisdom as spoken by the righteous is complete without it

THE MEANING OF OURSELVES.

As long as one is alive one ought to continue to aspire greatly
because there is no limit to aspirations.ANI EZEKIEL K
Many are the aspirations of man but the Lord God brings them to
fruition… ANI EZEKIEL K
Hope keeps dreams alive. Hard work keeps them moving. Fate
nourishes them. And favor brings it to lime light… ANI EZEKIEL K
Success is what one perceives to be the endpoint of his endeavor.
ANI EZEKIEL K
Friendship triggers off the moment two parties finds favor on each
other… ANI EZEKIEL K
Friends help because they are called to do so but brothers help
because it is his duty in posterity… ANI EZEKIEL K
A cruel parent makes a cruel leader.

‘The physiognomy of a man is not directly proportional to his
intelligence but the imperative is his mental capability...Unknown.
‘Virtue is a seed planted where only the owner can access it’ … ANI
EZEKIEL K
‘Longevity is a gift from God. But a fulfilled purposeful life is
worth more than that’… ANI EZEKIEL K
‘The survival of an ignorant rich man takes years but the survival
of a wise poor man takes but days’… ANI EZEKIEL K
DESCRIPTION OF LIFE.
Life is a school. In the school of life, every living being is a
student who only graduates the moment they are dead. Nature, events,
fate and character are all teachers that exist without time table… ANI
EZEKIEL K
If not for anything, the air we breadth is an enough evidence
for God’s existence and care… ANI EZEKIEL K