Some of my Favourite Poems.
This is for poem lovers. They are always simple and short but carry so much meaning...deeper than lengthy words because they allow our thoughts and minds to wander as we try to paint a perfect picture of what the message carries...
Love For Fathers - Deserved.
To the Fathers out there not sperm donors
Who put the interest of their home above theirs
To the Fathers out there, not the ones without the involvement
Who understands the sanctity of fatherhood and lives by it
I celebrate you all even though we don't get the praise we deserve too
We don't do it for the accolades and the glam
We do it because our hearts beat for our home
Moved my responsibilities and the emotions that come with it
Even if we act tougher it's not that deep as they would call it
We have enormous responsibilities tied to our necks and we bear them with grace
We have foresight, an incredible heart that is wider to love than the ocean
Our appetite to always give our best cannot be fully satisfied
Oh! No matter how you spin it, our roles cannot be classified
We are many things and we try to be everything
Fathers are incredible beings with enormous responsibilities, abilities and potential
Cheers to every father in the world saddled with so much and bear it with grace
Cheers to every father out there consistently giving his best to his home
Cheers to every father out there who feels underappreciated
We don't do it for the glam, we do it because we feel
Happy Father's Day to each and every one of you
There Is Hope.
I don't understand how this country is going, this Nigeria
It's not surprising that we are living in mass hysteria
Most African countries have issues, see Liberia
It has to do with the way we think and lack of exposure
Oh scratch that, we are exposed but we imbibe the wrong cultures
We see the good things being done by the external world
We ignore them but imbibe the horrible things they do instead
We keep screaming about independence but we are not free
We have been sold out to our archaic ways of thinking
Sold out to our beliefs that we held on so strong to
Leaving no room for open minds and the desired change
We want things to change but we are stuck to the old ways
We scream democracy but we have been demonstrating a craze
How long can this go on? I don't know and I'm tired to think that far
Amid all our rubbles, I know there is hope
There is hope for humanity and there is hope for Nigeria
There is hope for our leaders and even the citizens
It would kick into effect if we can first try to be better humans
We can't give what we are not or don't have
Change the way we think and we would achieve more
Change the way we see things and act selfless, then we can turn this sinking ship around
When I See Your Face...
When I see your face there is this burning sensation I feel
There is no end to the emotions and the thrill
You held my hand and my heart froze, I was still
If you look into my eyes, you would see you are my only gaze
Oh, darling, you must be tired because you've been running through my mind
Oh, my darling, you are phenomenal, you are one of a kind
Every distraction away from my view I have bind
I just want to wrap you in my arms in a sweet and warm embrace
Lock lips with you as I smell the texture of your skin
While having my fingers run through your hair as I feel you intensely
Holding your body against mine is a feeling that I couldn't describe in words
This feeling transcends what words can fully capture
Are you a photographer in disguise? Why? Because you got me captured
Forever printed in my heart, you are always in my heart, featured
When I see your face, all my worries and fears are banished
Because I've been loved by the best and I am perfectly in love with you
Unheard.
She looked back many times because her hope has been dashed
So many times deep within her mind, her emotions clashed
There are so many things about life that cannot be grasped
Within her thoughts, she felt all alone and banished
Her ego has been bruised, dignity was taken away and tarnished
She tried to look her best and still offer the world her smile, garnished
With no one to trust and nowhere to go, she enjoys her own company
Her misery and sometimes fickle happiness sometimes meet
But the overpowering influence always tilted toward her misery
She felt hard done by with life as everyone around her left her
They left her with no guilty conscience pricking their minds
With an uncle that sees no good in her other than as a sex object
To parents who didn't value her because they felt she wasn't the boy they sought
Every of her experience with those closest to her was the way she felt life taught
Backed to a corner, she knows even her loyalty cannot be bought
She lived her life seeking approval from everyone
Now she has grown to enjoy only her own company
Amidst the brief joy and endless pain
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I love your poem😊