My story may have closed a door,
But still I have days to roar,
To rebuild and rise once more,
With zeal in my heart, and a story to explore.

My blood runs hot, with passion's fire,
The past may be gone, but the future's desire,
To make history with every stride,
And let my spirit be my guide.

With renewed energy, I take my stand,
And confess my truth, hand in hand,
With every step, a new path's laid,
And my story unfolds, in a brighter shade.

Be smart,
Silence heals more,
Just silence!

Silence protects you from attacks,your enemies are planning in your absentia!
Just don't comment!
Just listen and you finally know what they are up to!
Know things,yet when they talk about them just listen,
Once events have passed ,tell them you heard from them!
If they never knew about it clearly,clarify for them!
They will give you peaceful distances,because they will judge themselves and their actions in your silence!

Lot I lost,
Regrets left me!
Once I should bounce!
Tough yet again to pick.
But my motives lie straight ,
Forward I lean!

Money is important.
        But is like nothing
               To happiness. ...
I love you poets

I KNOW!
Hate it or like it I know you hate my lines,
So beautifully penned but your hatred can't allow you to read 'em
Meaningful and worthy but you can't stop to read 'em,
I know you secretly admire them,but your bragging can't allow you express yourself,
So wise ,you think?
You already read this.
Thank you
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Ain't writing for money yet jobless !
Writing for free then people eat from the thought,
Listening to musing rooted to the writing that paid no cent!
Painful!

they said,
like they have said...
and the word shall stay ,
time and tide wait for no man!
should I die of hunger?
as I age ,
and the poverty strikes;as not to me the lone walker
,the stalled thinker,
should I?
should I for real?!
no I should do something ,
soothing like a mama's lullaby,
not as to sleep but to awake my dead emotions,
to castrate the vast and angry disease ...it should die!
it should die!

When your guts hold no more ,
Stop!
When it holds no more,
Change.
When tired of the change,
Accept the situation and stop the agitation!
Blemish!

A drunk man who is sane,
Like insane talks,
Truth as bitter herbs...
More when the concerned cries,
In all futile efforts,
Can't stop him ,but in appreciation,
Better bitter truth!
Saw it happen....

All that live shall die.

I am not absent,
But I am silent.
I say this because silence is not absence.

This that day I needed.
Lazy but must win
Big money I need!
Just to fill the loopholes ,
That kinda debt
Which has for days
Aggitated my living !
Agh!
I need money for real.

I was got playing with her ****,
Sure;he was her husband!
I wanted to run,but I was held still ,by forces untold!
She kept smiling,but fear was all over and I could see!
"Continue...."
He said calmly,
Like a mad man I progressed...
He stroke my head with some cutting tool,
And my shirt turned red,
The shouting I did awoke everybody in our estate !
It was a very bad dream indeed !

I dreamt of a branch
That bore a lot of fruits,
Yellow they were!
As the growing young played under the fruit;
It dropped it's juicy fruits !
They ate and played and laughed !
Then came to me
I saw their innocence ,eating the poison can be the later case,
The tree knew itself ...
But God had to feed His own?

No matter how much we struggle ,we shall survive by eating grains.
Just to confirm to somebody  !

Pain,
Why did you chose me,
I curse you .
For in all,you are worst!
Your friends,stress,strain and worst of all your brother regrets;deprive us of hope,faith and happiness!
I curse you!
Don't strike me again,
Not my children...not my relatives
...
Yes not even my friends or country men .
You go die,
Die forever .

A short break,
I'll be back strong,
I'll be back wealthy
I'll be back healthy,
A short time,
I'll be back okey!
Sure I'm telling you.
So just wait,
Don't get tired,
I'm making a promise
I'll fulfill!

If in life one has a best time,
I've not seen it to be sincere;
I hope I'm yet to see.
It's my prayer that it comes tommoro!
Yes tommoro...

The most poisonous part of the body;dangerous and divisive ;
The tongue .
Can cheat and teach ,
Can construct and destruct .
I call it poison .

The day you stop seeing me posting,
Don't keep quiet,ask my whereabouts,
Perhaps I'm dead silent;under depression
You will save me!
The day you miss my posting,
Don't keep quiet, ask about my whereabouts,
Perhaps I'm roting in my grave;
Worms on my decaying coarpse,
You will save my spirits !

It eats my skin,
Every time my pocket is empty,
Especially when hunger strikes!
Like right now ,I'm broke and nobody is near to warm me!
Suffering!

As I sip my last sip..
Tusker is my favourite,
It takes me everywhere!
I start dreaming big!
May my dreams come true!
Tusker forever.

Of all serving God is the best gift.
He is the only that can Lift,
For gods are meant to drift,
And creat rifts!
Myself I deport the all of my life to serve the highest of all God.

If money is not everything;
Then why is life hard without money?
I'm asking!

I doubt my eye,
Or my heart,
Or the two!
Coz when i see
I start to feel,
When i feel,
Again i start to see.
I'm confused sort of!
What love do i follow!

The dreams i just dream
Are enough to change everybody in the world.
Just now i had a funny one,
I luckily won 1000000 dollars in a casino,
And i am busy buying and selling,
No wonder i havent wrote today.

I should buy your idea,
All of my own have failed me.
Kindly accept my plea.
Save me,think for me!

The wise use their wits to solve their issues,
And,
For this reason they excell.
They never mistake!
Please try to be wise!

Hope has power.
It revives dying goals!
That is why I rose to write again!

If it's love you need,
Have it.
If it's my life,
You won't!
If it's money,
I haven't got.
Heed my advice girl,
Take it all,
But never giggle at me for a joke!!

True is true,
Never false!

A thousand words may mean a single thing,
Or it's otherwise!

When am playing pool,
Please keep the likes!
The angles,
May mess with my stick,
Yet it will be another loose!

As he played i watched,
All of a sudden, the game changed,
Fear crept,
"daddy, this thing! "
Hahahaaa i laughed!
My son, saw his shadow,,,
"this animal dadyy! It follows me everywhere! "
He explained,
I thought of it, hahaa i laughed once more,
Perhaps his young soul was threatened!
It was awesome though!
'don't worry dad,thats your shadow, protecting you'
It was a good lie,
Comic but saved.
My son, still lives the myth!

My child,
I can't speak wisdom to you,
You won't understand,
Just my smiles,
You know!
Let them make you know,
I love you!

In life,
Man has no better Place to live,
Than within oneselves' soul.
That's the only place where peace and harmony is assured!
No other place.

As they say, 'practise makes perfect',
I'm out speaking to birds in Chinese!
Maybe one day, i will know what i was doing!
"** kin t yaaah....
Shen zi! "
Allow me practice

The agressive have power,
To fall all the walls of impossibilities!
I'm one of them.

Do the unexpected,
Sit Patiently and wait,
People's answers you mark.
Now you know who you are to them.

My anger is out of my control,
I just can get angry with my own actions.

Straining my cells, this stress
Trailing thoughts, this dress
Restricting my judgments,it press
Evolving my face, what a duress
Succumbing to its threats,gress
Solutions inhibited, this stress.

The kick of a poor waking man is stunning,
It shocks the rich men,who would like their workers to remain poor forever.
The rise of a poor man is painful,
Contrary to his expectations!
Truly, burning dry grass, burns even the green leaves!
No good name describe a poor waking man, it's ******* and satanic.
To get a worker, why suppress the poor?  
Don't they have rights to lead better lives?
Don't they have next generations?
Don't they have guts for better food and clothing?
Why?
Why are you always paying them peanuts?
You want them to always lead a hand to mouth life?
What does pain you, for the succes of poor a chap?
Or you want to" assist "for always,
To ironically "care" for always?
You are comfortable "feeding" them, as the sweat to dine?
What's this pain?
When they wear rags and work under unknown pressure, it's your happiness?
I'm sorry, i will sue you.
In a court of no mercy,
Where justice don't prevail,
I will make sure you loose,
I will not feel your pain,
I will **** your ill fated spirits!!!!
Because your paing, releaves the poor man!

It's not me to say,
But when said, attention i pay,
The sweetest time human feel,
Is the time they ***,
The sweetest time human feel,
Is that at *******.
You heard me say?
Come for a pay!

Those who say love hurts,
Have never Loved,
Love is coexistence in a positive bond that grows.
Its rejection that hurts, sure?
Please, it's loss that hurts not love!
For sure, comparing oneself with friends hurt no guesses!!!
It's failure that hurt, not love,
Love should be mutual never partial, don't be loved, love,
O'wise it will pain.
Love don't hurt, it's pain that hurt!