Numb to Hope

I have tried and failed
My strength is but a silent whisper.
My mouth is muzzled.
Pessimism veils my prayer.
Again and again am slaved to wishes.
I wish God could help...
I whisper a prayer devoid of the hopelessness.
Like a drowning man I struggle for air.
I look but i do not see..!
You seem invincible.
Lord you are so near yet so far.
Your warmness is but a mirage
I beg to feel your presence.
A vacuum is all that is inside me.
An empty vessel walled with hopelessness.
Though i trade my sin for forgiveness;
The gap seem too big.
I feel wasted beyond repair.
Mine is a cry of a destroyed city.
Its the silent scream of pilled debris.
My Lord, darkness swallow my obedient spirit into misty air.
Though i lay down in darkness;
Let me wake-up to your shining face!!

Only IF...

If a tea spoon of sugar would make the sea sweet,
                    I would be a Dolphin.
If a spoonful of water would turn a desert into an orchid,
                    I would be an Apple tree.
If the sound of frogs croaking and cricket chirping would turn into an orchestra,
                    I would orchestrate the performance.
If snowy peak mountains could get married,
                    I would be Mt. Everest.
If the Ice-age would make the arctic flourish,
                    I would be a polar bear.
If a mustard seed would be a haven for birds,
                    I would be an Eagle.
If all colours could blend and give meanings in apt expressions,
                    I would be a chameleon.
If a Lion would be-friend a buffalo,
                    I would be-friend a Tiger.
If a heart beat would be a poetic vibe,
                    I would be a Heart.
If a lonely lit candle would shine bright like the sun,
                    I would be that Candle!!!

MOTHER

Aint she Beautiful!!!
A complexion of rare beauty;
Adorned in sophisticated lustre.
Your love is so 'self-evident'
Love penetrates form and structure.
With a Love so rare you handle our world.
Actions of self-sacrifice and dedication couples our mothers.
Their Love for us stands the test of Time.
With a warm heart you shake off my imperfections with a rod;
''I do not spank you but the devil inside you''
                                        she says with a consoling tone.
She offers all the bolstering we need to reach the finish line.
Her soul is destined to Live and Love.
Mothers make an indelible imprint in our society.
They share in our burdens,
               Believe in our dreams
                         and
                                Pray for our lives!


HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!

NIMEKUTAFUTA!!!

Where have you been?

I looked and searched for you!

I whispered to you in the dark nights.

where have you been?

You left me to rot in coldness; 

In a pool of tears i slowly drowned.

Where have you been?

I was attacked, mugged and hustled by fear.

My adversaries rose against me in cruelty.

Where have you been?

She juggled with my emotions;

She made me feel worthless.

Where have you been?

I needed you most;

I yearned for a shoulder to lean on!!

Where have you been?

Silence irked me;

Fear made me feel faithless.

Where are you?

Am desperate for your helping hand;

Because am grieving your spirit!

Never stop Falling...

In more than a million ways;
Your eyes speak out Love.
My heart burns in incense and myrrh.
Like a torchlight you illuminate my my heart.
You deep me in the Fragrance of your Love;
And i come out sparkled and radiated.
In jokes, riddles and fables we relate.
The banks of my eyes overflow with Happiness.
You shower me with laughter and smiles.
My ribs crack and rapture with Joy.
Passion pops from within like champagne.
We share a glass of warm feelings.
Love overwhelms and fills my heart to Brim.
Our cup, our cup runs over!

Purpose Driven

Like a rainbow after the rain God scribbles on my brain.
And I scribble poetry on a line.
I put all my thoughts down.
God writes on my cloud;
His writings sink deep and i make Him proud.
Filled with inspiration i write.
Like a candle in the dark i burn bright.
I echo what He says;
And dance to what He plays.
I represent His will to the fullest.
Prose and poetry I write.
I don't question His Holy Spirit;
Neither do I let the devil lower my Spirit. 
In excellence I try to fight my battle.
With patience and humility i ride my shuttle.
I radiate His beam and I live for HIM!!

Epileptic Episode

Tell me…is it wrong?

I spent long hours at night nurturing my obsession

I burn the midnight oil amidst literary exposures.

Countless hours I spend bumming between thoughts.

I would spend my late hours cursing out poetry from within.

“Is this worth it”, I would ask myself.

‘Just write’, my heart would whisper to I.

With my hand glued to my pen I would scribble on my notebook.

In thoughts I would re-live my pains, doubts, fear and Love.

At times I would travel in space to foreign galaxies.

While sitted on my desk I would hear the silent screams;

         Screams of the voiceless and the desperate.

While still sitted on my desk I would hear songs;

         Songs of jubilation and celebration.

Trust me…its exciting yet scary.

At times I would plunge into a deep specter.

I would attend weddings, birthdays, anniversaries etc.

Infact I once attend my own funeral.

Unbelievable…? Yes, I know!

It was as sad as it sounds.

I was moved to tears as I faced my worst fear!

The fear wasn’t death…trust me!

It was the sight of seeing my love helpless and vulnerable.

My kids flinched in sadness as their eyes welled up in tears.

Anyway let’s not get emotional...not today!

Today am just in a rhetoric state.

Am just stating…Is my late night hours worth my stay?

I refer to them as my ‘Epileptic episodes’

For they come abrupt like seizures.

If am to give an ending to this rhetoric statement.

It would be a two words Epitaph “Self-Indulgent”.