BROKEN

My pen inks in pain with flows of rhythm in my syllables,
ink of emotions spills across my book; searching for miracles.
Our love transcend visibly in a prism wherein our emotions are true,
A perfect economy of true love so impossible to construe.
Here I am thinking of the life we lived and the memories we shared,
The sparks of emotions we created; how much we cared.
Sounds of the bliss and whispers of our love that could be heard,
In our quite moment of affections it was just you and i not a third.
our love could be felt descending from the skies we were under,
Never was there an iota of fear; not a thing to bother.
Our love could travel the world and split the heavens cover,
And this feeling we had was more than all of earths wonder.
I had you in my heart whispering to my soul,
And when you're not with me i'm never in one whole.
When I'm around you I can even hear the stars speak,
Confessing how our love humbles the heavens making it weak.
You were all I had thought in life and in my dream,
And I had felt this perfection that could only be found in heaven's realm.
But life happened and destroyed it all,
Can you hear my heart splitting as it fall?.
Each is a fragment that bleeds of my undying love for you,
Despite how real it is, this love wasn't good enough for you.
No matter how much I try; you will forever be a part of me,
Even though this love is defied and never meant to be.
I was blind; now I understand the expression that love isn't always right.
And breaking everything that I was; can you sleep with a smile at night?
Broken by fate; I shed my tears every night when I cry,
But you live happily like there's a new rainbow in the skies.

EVERYTHING'S CHANGED

My pen inks in pain with flows of rhythm in my syllables,
pouring inks of emotions; hoping for miracles.
Our love transcend visibly in a prism wherein our emotions are true,
But fate descends on us with infamy impossible to construe.
Losing sight of the love that once embraced us,
An ambiance of profound emotion that runs deep between us.
Dedicated to our calling of togetherness; committed to this quality of perfection,
Perfectly connecting our souls into a sight of sacred affection.
We could hear the wave of our heartbeat beating as one,
As we could feel the flame of our love; unquenchable as it burn.
We could taste the realness of this love that finds us,
It deeper emotion that binds us and it sacredness that keeps us.
We could take an unflinching stare towards each other,
And vow this love we both share would last forever.
We could see life and walk through it in a perfect view,
But therein fate steps in with its incurable flu.
Everything is changed,
 Our love is betrayed.
Our heart is bleeding,
Am here in my room sicking.
People telling me it's destiny; it's pointless fighting it,
All the drama in my life; I just don't want to face it.
Cos it's you that keeps me breathing; not fate,
It's you I want to be my first and last date.
So no matter what FATE has for us,
 We will win!!, We will succeed!!,we will marry!!!,we will triumph!!!.

#PoemByStan

JUST A PEN

I am just a pen in Gods Holy palm
Swaying graciously down the pact of His will
His the words I write; am just the vessel
Cutting through the forest of the unseen world

I am just as invisible as the wind
He's my direction; my speed of impact
You my Lord,are the cause of my movement
Who am I to resist your hallowed calling?

I am just a pen not a gun
I write to give hope not to kill dreams
To proliferate healing words
to the needy who beckons for a cure

Am a pen pregnant with sacred words
Am called for a purposeful journey
To clear thick forest of hopelessness
With His words as my lyrics of bulldozer

I bring my words filled with hopeful lyrics
To those famished in heart to be fed with hope
To those who gave up their sword to life's battle

Come to me my dearest friends; come hear my lyrics
I am armed with sweet words not inflated promises
My words are the bricks of hope
You can build your dreams with

Come bask in the warmth of my lyrics
Let it sink down to the core of your troubled heart
Let it wet your garden of doubt and insecurity
It's all the verbal therapy you need

I am just a pen; nothing more than a pen
I have no life of fantasy; no speciality
But my body is endowed with wisdom
That can last you for a life time when follow.

AM JUST A PEN

I am just a pen in your palm
Flowing effortlessly to impact,
You are the brain to retain my words;
For everything I say may not come back
To me again when I become empty.
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I am just a liquid as formless as water,
You are the cause of my movement.
We can create a smooth journey that
Can last a life time if we can move
Faster in learning hand to hand in between.
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I am just a pen not a machine,
I am not seen in a troubled palm.
I am the colours of freedom quest,
The mainstream of your future.
Treat me well and we shall work together
Just like the two eyes fixed on a face.
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I am a woman pregnant with words,
Abide in me as the true vane and I in you.
I will register your deeds in the book of history
Though men forge unequal knives,
I will make their knives die hungry deaths
In the slum of pity and sorrow.
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Come to me my dearest friend,
Let's write friendship together in the
Western sky bidding farewell to the traditions.
I am armed with sweet words not inflated promises.
I am just a pen building schools and hospitals,
Clearing forest of ignorance and shames.
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I bring water to the thirsty and food
To those famished in heart to be fed,
I've opened a bank up in the sky to save
Those who are lost like cricket in August rain.
I am just a rain flowing down west,
Modernity is the coven of my royalty.
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I am just a pen and you are the brain box,
I have no car and lorries to pledge to you
But my body is endowed with wisdom
That can last you for a life time when follow.
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(C) John Chizoba Vincent

LIFE OF NO REGRET

For all the steps that were never taken
Moments that were never made
Dreams yet to be awaken
Memories that will never fade.

Actions that went awfully wrong
Prayers that were never answered
Betrayer that made me strong
Questions left unanswered.

Friends that turned foes
Enemies that moves to the circle of brotherhood
People that stepped on my toes
Friends made from the neighbourhood.

Lessons that were learnt
Love that find it way to my heart
Emotional fight that got my heart burnt
Hate that almost tore me apart.

Words that were left unsaid
Lives that were never touched
All the tears that were shed
Heart that were left untouched.

The eternal silence that got broken
Challenges that got my knees to the ground
The dooms that gave no token
Circumstances that turned my life around.

Decisions that were made right
Waves of emotion that lasted for a while
The darkness that turned into light
Funny moments that made me smile.

Weaknesses that turned into strength
Fears that turned into faith
Choices that went arms length
The restless and eager wraith.

The sorrows that turned into happiness
Tears that turned into laughter
The joy that drove away sadness
My life in a whole new chapter.

My entire world that still lies ahead
Inspite of all the wrongs and threat
I will go on living my life instead
Cos My life is that of no regret.

BEAUTIFUL MYSTERY

Do we record our endless thoughts that we think when we wake,
On the bases of reality of life that gives and take.
Do we remember how the hurt felt; the pain of misery struck,
how the joy of forgiveness erase and endless smile stuck.
Do you remember how the tears of hurt drips with so much hoarse,
And how the past is forgotten full of remorse.
Do we recognise the hug that hurts and how heartbreak feels,
The friendly hand that makes and how true love heals.
Do we recall how test and challenges of life breaks us,
And how our strive to overcome makes us.
Do we reminisce how the cost of betrayal was a cheap bargain,
And how we learn to move on and to build trust again.
 Do we remember how finding true love was so rare,
And how faith and trust erase every atom of our fear.
Do we remember how hatred creeps; the world roves in greed,
And how true care stood as we sang the rhyme of love in a creed.
Do we remember the obnoxious past; the wrong turns and harsh choice,
And how we live to learn and speak with the right voice.
Do we remember the road not taken; the choice not made,
And how we finally understood that life is a beauty that will never fade.
Do we recall the intriguing fear of death; the shadow it looms with,
And how hope of heaven was the life in us; the spectrum of miracle it shines with.
Do we now know not to forget life is a beautiful mystery our minds can never understand,
And how gospel of its gift of abyss and bliss intertwined.

A LONG WALK TO REDEMPTION

 They say the last thing to leave a man is hope,
As he gets to the end of his struggling rope.
His faith and believe gets to evaporates into the thin air,
As he is faced with day time nightmare.
Every beat from his troubling heart, Becomes a life line to his world that is torn apart.
Living to him has no reason,
As life passes with every season.
His tears washing away all his unbearable pains,
As he labours day and night in vain.
Misery is the only available food to his soul,
Frustration and sadness forms together to make it whole.
In his world hate is a language that is always heard,
And love is a word that is never said.
Condemnation staring in his face like an imminent doom,
As the rain of destruction looms.
Death is not far from his doorstep,
As fate numbers his footstep.
Every of his hours, days, months and year,
Is being lived in optimum fear.
The taste of anguish swifting down his throat,
As he sails through the storm of life in an empty boat.
Nothing on earth is at it seem,
As he walks through the land of his broken dreams.
Stuck in the middle of nowhere,
With no family or friend to care.
His desire for good is the only thing keeping him going,
The strive for survival keeping him rolling.
The will to swim through life misery ocean,
Without the dent or alteration of his human emotion.
Drawing a line between wickedness and good intention,
Seeking a peaceful path to human salvation.
A path that will unite his past and future,
All his pains and gains in a perfect mixture.
To be able to build trust and to hope again,
For better days ahead like a life in a moving train.
To crawl out of the tunnel of temptation,
Taking a long walk to his redemption.

A MOMENT IN HELL

In life everything around goes awfully wrong,
And the road to happiness may seem so long.
Sometimes our problems may seem so cold like ice,
And even the sun may not be able to dry the tears in our eyes.
All our fears keep tormenting us deep inside,
Making our joy and happiness leaving our side.
Everyday of our life we labour in pain,
And get beaten by the unfavourable sun and rain.
Sometimes we get our heart broken,
By discovering how much of our joy that has been stolen.
Tears of frustration keep running down our cheek,
Even when we are so humble and meek.
The cloud of nightmare keep hovering above us,
Making our dreams as dead as humus.
Sometimes we get punished for things we didn't do,
And get scolded for things we didn't mean to do.
Everyday we keep praying for a way out of our misery,
When to us our existence is like a mystery.
We get betrayed by our peers,
With a broken heart and no hope of repairs.
We get frustrated beyond our endurance,
And push to the wall beyond our tolerance.
Sometimes we get beaten by life blows,
Thinking that life is a bed of rose.
Our heart been broken with no remorse,
Pouring down pain upon us.
Sometimes life becomes so bitter,
That there leaves no hope of it getting better.
In the depth of our heart lies a hope,
But the strain of our pain makes it impossible to cope.
We just keep moving with no direction,
Hoping for a better destination.
Life making us go through hell,
For many reason that we can't tell.
We just can't stop dreaming of the peace of heaven,
That will help lift away our heavy burden.
But one thing i know is that,
We'll surely keep up the fight.
No matter the battle we fight to survive,
One day our soul will be revive.                        

INSIDE OUT

Outside lives a girl with a smile that will brighten up the room,
yet inside hides a girl with a frown full of despair and doom
Outside lives a girl with eyes of joy that brings you to ease,
yet inside hides a girl whose world is torn apart in different piece
Outside lives a girl with an amazing smile that brightens up the day,
yet inside hides a girl screaming her lungs out in unwanted anger everyday
Outside lives a girl with the personality everyone envies,
yet inside hides a girl full of insecurities and unhappy memories.
Outside lives a girl who is fearless and tough,
yet inside hides a weak girl who isn't strong enough.
Outside lives a girl full of life and vibrancy
yet inside hides a girl whose life is full of pain not worthy of remembrance
Outside lives a girl with a perfect image,
yet inside hides a girl with regrets and mistakes.
Outside lives a girl of innocence,
yet inside hides a girl who needs some condolence
Outside lives a girl with goals and aspirations,
yet inside lives a girl lost in a world of confusion.
What you see on the outside is her personal disguise,
What hides underneath you can't even begin to imagine at a glance.

GRACE OF THE SOUL

The character that build within

Comes from making all kinds of sins

It is with trial and error

That we can truly face our terror

You know that you are coming into grace

When not a bit of your history do you want to erase

For it were not for making mistakes

Could we slowly begin to become awake

The " grace of my soul " 

Is allowing my true self to unfold

I feel that for the first time that I am coming into my own

I don't just feel it in my mind,but also in my every bone

Slowly the internal scars

Begin to disappear when you know who you are

Every other aspect seems to become less

When your mind can rest

The personal battles begin to cease

When you arrive at peace

I had always felt my life was a scrambled sketch

And that I was nothing but a wretch

Now my mind is like a serene field

And I cannot help but yield

In this beautiful internal dwelling

That softly begins telling

The loveliness of this world 

to a girl

Who was shy and meek

For now I seek

The guidance of my mind

And I listen to each and every heartbeat

I am just now starting to feel complete

For we all come with a different bodily mold

It is up to each and everyone of us how our story is told