
Thursday, December 16, 2010
......disclaimer, lol

Wednesday, December 1, 2010
....some more ol' stuff

some more cute ol' oldies

lil' notes of old

Tuesday, November 30, 2010
from old lil' scraps of paper

Some of my ol' ol' old Poems
Darling, you were too hard to find
But now, thoughts of losing you fill my mind
It was mysterious how our love begun and
very starnge how it has to end
i wonder how my tears will dry
if this love of ours should die
MISSIN You III (28th December, 2004) 9:45am
All i think about is you
in my heart, my mind is you
Did you have to leave me lonely?
girl, in my heart you were the only
Remember the special times we shared
in the sofa, then unto the bed
Come back to me my lady
am shedding tears already
BEAUTIFUL ZION (28th December,2004) 6:22pm
We are but pilgrims here on earth
We start this journey at birth
Sometimes we stumble and fall
and when we are too weak to rise, we crawl
For there is a light upon the mountain
and Holy angels thereupon chanting
For a glorious day is coming soon
Illuminated with glory, there will be no need for sun or moon
And that day from Judah will come the Lion
Who will sit upon the throne to rule beautiful Zion
Then the Saints will come marching
with the rest of creation delightfully watching
they will all be before His Majesty
and He shall feed the hungry and water the thirsty
Friday, August 6, 2010
young scribe continues...
Thank God i found you
you made me begin life anew
and narrowed the horizon of my heart's view
i have wandered far away for a loving dear
till you stepped in to remove my every fear
Yesterday was the first time i saw her
she had beautiful ebony-black hair
the sky was also bright and clear
an inner force urged me to dare
ask her to be my dear
to become one , our lives to share
i said i would cherish and care
and that she wasn't going to shed a tear
at first she stood silent with a funny stare
then she looked up in the air
then she came closer and wispered in my hear
"thats a brilliant idea!,
i think we can make a pair.'
every night i pray
and count the stars as i lay
i count all the lonely days
and try to remeber your face
wanting you in my dream
as a fish in a stream
hoping that wherever you may be
you'll also be thinking about me
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
a young scribe's notes
when i recently read my 'old' poems i wasnt very much impressed and i laughed out loud at myself, i found out that many of them were childish and also reminiscing some of the reasons why i wrote them, very funny...
i've decided not to edit my 'old' poems so you could enjoy some thoughts of a previously innocent heart....
.......................................................enjoy...........................................
BEST MOM (0ctober 2003)
to me mom you're the best of all
one of a kind who stands so tall
not even circumstances could befall
the love you have for me above all
even though i've not returned your genuine love
you still care as gentle as a dove
what on earth can suffice for your love
day in day out i know your reward's above
BUTTERFLY(8thdecember,2003)12:00pm,just before next paper(mock)
everyday as a butterfly
is what i wish i could try
sucking sweetness from beautifull vessels
and forgetting about all of life's wrestles
there goes summer, here winter comes
who but i knows best where to find camps
darting daringly wherever i will stray
knowing well that as a butterfly everyday's my day
TELL THE PREACHERMAN (16th february, 2004) ...8:48pm
tell the preacher man to stop preaching
his listeners are deaf and dumb
for they hear and do not practise
and their lips speak nothing but guile
their hands are guilty of blood and their feet tread the path of injustice
they need to be healed of their deaf and dumbness
before they can hear him
they are offenders and pretenders
full of blunders
tell the preacherman to stop preaching
AMANDA (16th february,2004)...12:10am
in my young heart
i had a feeling we had something in common
and that you were goin to fill my heart's empty column
so with this in mind i promised to hold on
till the day we mature in heart
you, beautiful like the potter's most adored vessel
your voice like sweet fragrance soothes ears
calm, humble and wise throughout your years
to be mine one day was my dream and i had no fears
i never knew i would be writing such an epistle
for you left on the 20th 0f december
to join the hosts above
just before i could tell you of my love
thus i may drink and eat but my heart will starve
till it also rests in everlasting slumber
oh Amanda, my heart yearns for yours
send the sparrow to bring it quickly
or the eagle to bring it securely
perhaps the wind to bring it swiftly
come tonight Amanda, i leave ajar all doors
ASEDA (THANKS) , 16th march,2004....9:38pm
with a thankful heart i come o Lord
and a contrite heart with praise
cymbals and harps join in aloud
to laud You o Ancient of days
for today is my birthday
and nothing at all seems to bore
flowers are blossoming amidst fresh hay
generous God, Your holy name we adore!
MY BIRTHDAY (16th march,2004) 9:23pm,@prep
on this day Your blessing grant
unto all creatures, the lion and the ant
bless her who bore the pains
with prosperous years and everything she sows, rains.
to those who welcomed me with smiles
let their names ever be in Your heavenly files
to me the mysteries of this day reveal
that i may never lose my zeal
but for Brutus, Julius Caesar would have had another touch
of the charm and beauty of a 16th of march
GOODBYE (16th april,2004)...6:17pm
memories sweeter than milk and honey
what am leaving with you is God's guidance
to keep you solely for me even in my absence
all this while you've been a blessing to me
and i pray that's what you'll always be
its really hard to say goodbye now
i don't know whether to stand or bow
this goodbye comes from the mouth not the heart
i leave my heart with you even as we part
kep it well
like an eggshell
THERE'S LOVE IN THE WIND (4th may,2004)...9:10pm,@prep
as usual you're on my mind
your memory still as fresh as dew
so i hum to the silent wind
to carry my sweet words of love to you
if you listen carefully you'll hear
listen dear
THATS A BROTHER (10th may,2004)..8:55pm, @prep as usual
the one who smiles back at your frown
and gives you a hand when you're down
he discourages you from planning evil
but encourages your good to another level
you miss him when he's not around
and in yor thoughts his memory abounds
he's no other
than a brother
TO CHRISTLIKE BROTHER(2nd june,2004)started during siesta,ended during prep... 8:23pm
Dear Christ-like brother,
you are one of the few i admire in this school
as for me am always reminded that am a big fool
i very much would like to be like you
in all i say and do
but you seem so far away
like the sun which shines during the day
...as usual i woke this morning to meet your absence
you are goin to pray, you say- in God's presence
i met you at breaktime and you passed by
so quickly, not even pausing to say hi
getting a little of your time is not easy
when by chance i get you to preach to me as a christian peer
all you always tell me is;'the kingdom of God is near'
it is like telling the trees
the harmattan will dry their leaves
does it matter to you at all
that others will also want to enter heaven's hall?
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
.....................THIS IS IT!!!
we write on pieces of paper
both smooth and rough
which seldom lasts
and receives little or no praise
or critique from others
so we're in a kind of maze
for the 'insufficient' words
which express our love,joy, pain
grief,ideas and many others
experienced day,night,sun,rain
so the world will read
and appreciate us
in a way so frank yet varied