If life is unpleasant,
You can make it pleasant for me.
If life is stagnant,
You can set it on motion for me.
If life is a game,
You can play it well for me.
If life is full of darkness,
You can be my light.
If life is ugly,
Then, you're the most and only beautiful thing in my life and world.
I Love You!!!
I know, I know we’re all striving for the best,
But I think very many of us are running round in the nest
Making head-ways in a no way
I wonder who finally will get to enjoy the ‘best’ days
I know, I know we’re all hunting freedom,
But look how more of us are bound in many forms
Walking freely around but in circles
Are we ever going to break off from the repeating cycle?
Yeah I know, I know we’re all chasing money and fame in some way,
But how long are we going to swim in shame in so many ways?
Doing many shady deeds just so to make it to the top
I wonder what we’re even chasing that we can’t think to stop
And I know also, I know we’re all undergoing changes,
But I think more of us are gearing towards ‘chainges’
Locked up in the cage of freedom to rot
Thinking your wings is enjoying the winds of the sky, but it’s not.
And at the end when you’re handcuffed at the borders or boundaries of immunity,
You would scream and wish to be legally enslaved.
But then, deception would have granted it the other way round anyways without pity.
Wouldn’t it be better to find and stick with the “Truth” and be freely and truly saved?
Wouldn't it?
Tears
Tears exist
Yes, they do and have been since years
Back and back in time beyond how far we can reminisce.
They’ve built their own world and they live in it
A complete world with mountains and valleys,
Ups and downs in every sense you see it.
They have their times and their seasons.
A beautiful world with no sun,
But with a bright, beautiful sky with changing colours;
White, red, and yellow just as the sun
And a moon as dark as Lunar Eclipse
Each in wavering time and season without fluttering flaws
They are never seen outside until there’s a trigger
They flow out together when called upon but the reasons differ
Myriad emotions pick out the kind they want to flow,
But even so, they run out together; warm or cold.
They are beautiful just as their world
That chills they give the way they roll down the cheek
That kind of feels good no matter the reason for the pour.
Isn’t it so cool to have a whole world live in you and me?
Please hold it tight,
Because it's too light.
Though it is so agile,
But it is also fragile.
It might be so small,
But it is full of love.
It is a little treasure
That puts you under pressure.
This
heart is plain
Just
like a large pane.
You can see through from each side
Because it's just glass and has
nothing to hide
Oh! My glass heart!
So tender as a young hart.
Who really can keep you safe
Outside this captivity cave?
Gone
Soul (eternity)
Imagine
the cloud of sadness in homes,
The
ocean of tears for even the gone unknowns.
The
rank of death keeps graduating day to day by the day,
The
lives of many caught in the atmosphere of eternity where whatever they feel will
never fade away.
What
is it exactly can we hold dear in this life?
Something
fadeless and concrete, ‘something’, aside the divine?
But
instead, even the beautiful, and the hard-earned fall in the line.
Death
still inherits all even when we possess the best weapons and we fight.
I
am hopefully in doubt of Life and all her promises;
She
is looking so very bright and assuring until the morn dismisses.
And
at the pool of twilight, a different bell is rung
For
we all to gather to sing the bereaving psalms of songs.
Imagine
the soul of you and I in the clouds of the Heavens
Where
beauty and joy are the order of the day,
Where
evil exists not and every good will happens,
Where
life on a whole new, different level has come to stay.
Also
imagine the soul of you and I in the bosom of Hell
Where
the fiery furnace is heated at an unknown existing temperature,
Where
the deafening screams of souls in anguish matter to no one in there,
Where
life on a whole new, different level is a torture.
I
am hopelessly surrendered to the Being Divine
And
hopefully praying that you too will in this very time.
The
human enemy – Death is now in her right mind
And
has fully understood who and what she is to human lives.
PRAY
FOR NIGERIA. PRAY FOR THE WORLD. PRAY
FOR LOST SOULS.
Written by: Victory Ukorma a.k.a Chantel Moon
Reworked by: Prince J. Moses a.k.a Prince Charmyn
I'M TIRED
I'm tired!
Living up to people's standards and expectations.
Not saying what's on my mind all because of the fear of hurt, and limitations.
The hurt of Friends! Father! Mother! - Relations!
I'm tired!
Of being this supernatural being people want me to be,
Not having faults and flaws just for them to see.
I'm tired of impersonating other people's lifestyle all because mine isn't appreciated and so seems not worth it.
I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired and I quit them all!
I will say what I want to say, when I want to say and where I want to say it and stand on it tall.
I'm done living this perfect cartoon lifestyle in this inexistent Disney world.
It's time I came out as me even if I fall.
It's time they saw my flaws.
"Mistakes,...they help you grow don't mean you're friends."
Learn the lessons, and there the relationship ends.
Being you is the easiest thing to do and that should be what trends.
I am not tired.
