Life In Different Folds.
No One Really Knows...
No one really knows what another is going through by mere look
No one really knows what the neighbours at night cooked
They can come out smiling and cheerful in disguise
It's hard to know whether the belly is filled or half empty
Not everyone you see smiling around lives in plenty
Looks can be very deceptive, so be careful who you wish to be like
No one really knows who is truly happy and those who mask it
It's hard to understand those with wealth, and it's not by those who flaunt it
Life is simple in a way and what we look for is what we mostly get
No one really knows those who are hurting on the inside
We mask a lot and we always want to put our best foot forward
It's not a crime because it's the natural state of anyone to do so
You can sit next to a broken person and you wouldn't know it
For some, their eyes give away their pains but for others, they mask it well
You don't judge how well people are by the places they dwell
Some issues go deeper for most which we can never understand the context
I've never tried to be like others based on what they have that I lacked
I would rather be encouraged to see the possibility of it for me to achieve it
Everyone nurse what they wish they can change or take away
The wisdom is to enjoy life, be yourself and deal with situations as they come
No one really knows what others are going through
Only when you hear it can you be humbled to know your case is little in comparison
No one really knows what others are going through
We are all an expert in masking things just to look good for the world
Or sometimes, to avoid discussing them or being looked differently by them
Singing With The Angels.
There was that time she told me to be patient that she's got me
I stood from afar while she reached her arms to me
There was that warmth, that friendliness...deeply inviting
There was no denying the truth that it was enticing
Around her arms she wrapped me with a pat on my back and I felt peace
Peace that is as deep as the ocean...so calmly refreshing
Just the assurance and the ease that I sought my whole life
She said it, kept to her words - she acted what she said
Like a virtuous mother in the Bible...she arose and gave ease
A mother and more...she broke every wall of pain and gave joy
She had a heart of gold...full of strength and energy
Love was her driving force which was why she rarely gets tired
She won't only show you how and where to walk but walk with you
Pushing you to be the best of yourself you can be without altering you
Her ways are pure, blessed and encouraging
She is not just anyone but a wonder wonder woman I can call mother
She's gone from the face of the earth but her influence stays
Happy post-humous birthday to you, mama. Your influence still spread like fragrance even though you are no more. Everyone still speak glowingly about what a blessing you are to g singing with the angels.
It's hard to know you are no longer with us and it has been two year now. It still feels like yesterday and it's as though you are still with us. I feel your presence daily and I know most people do. Thank you for being the best mother in law anyone could wish for. We all miss you.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks. I am love's chemical content in human form and that's why I advise people to take a dose of "Olawalium" daily. 🙈
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I came after a long time on your blog and believe it is always relaxing to read your poems.happy birthday to your mama hope she will be in best place. Prayers.