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Category: Poetry

  • I’m stuck in lalalandEnjoying the mirageSucked by the euphoriaOf living in utopia

  • Horns blaringLooking through the rear view mirrorI smile, I’ve escapedBack to my homeThe land my ancestors tilledCalm, serenityWaking up to exotic aromasGreen view out my windowThe cock, my new alarm clock.

  • We lived in whispersWalking among the shadowsSheltered, uncertain, cluelessThe He cameShining His light on usDissipating the whispers and shadowsConfident, free, boldWe’ve becomeReflectors of His marvelous light.

  • Sweet and sourThe bittersweet tasteHighs and lowsThe human life stateToday you’re hereTomorrow you’re up thereWhat prints did you leave here?

  • One sniff was all it tookTo drag him down the abyssHearing voices in his headRoaming the streets; insane. Village people were blamedFor this self-inflicted insanityResulting from peer pressurePraying amiss without effect. Now he roams around Running from pillar to post Another brilliant boyThe country lost to drugs.

  • Externally–Dressed in goldPainting the town red Walking on the red carpetSmiling for the camera. Internally–Battling uncertainties Poor as a church ratLone as a street catBroken as shattered pottery. Reflection–Blurred by societal opinionsLocked in a quagmireSinking deeper dailyFamished! Dreary! Weary! Restoration–Healing therapeutically Picking up the pieces Trudging through the processDetermined to sail through. Renewed–Disregarding the status…

  • God is goodHe’s Alpha, OmegaSource, sustainer Doing much more than I’ve ever imagined Thank you for your grace and mercies They are new every second.

  • When sleep invadesBody and soul, relaxingMind and heart, refreshing Systems and organs, regeneratingThe beauty of restful resting.

  • Oozing through his headClouding his mindSpilling from his mouth Insane! Society pronounced him. He tried to tell them about the voiceBuzzing in his head all dayNo one listenedInsane! They said in his face. Then came the good DoctorSchizophrenia was the diagnosisAfter lots of conversations and prescriptionsI’m sane, he exclaimed.

  • Trivialities and frivolitiesLife’s a jumbleFull of gamblesAs uncertainties abound.

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