Stale endings…


Today I was looking really deep, deep down, within. I was trying to figure out, maybe I could place it, I mean, know exactly where or how I did you wrong but I could not exactly tell. It started to feel as though I had simply fantasized that you were as gold as I thought you to be, or maybe a part of me in someway, but again I guess I was chasing shadows, a “Mira-cast” perhaps!

I would not want to admit to you that it hurt really bad that you’re not the same again or simply put, “gone rogue”! Ok this is pretty much a reminisce of good times we flaunted, good times we passed and troubled times we overcame; even together. I tried not to compare the moments but it seemed sincerely impossible to ignore the metamorphosis that ensued… Like a huge translation from loyal to disloyal! Now I am thinking to myself, could this be the same way I had made some others to feel? Could this be like karma or something? Could this be? But again… I never gave promises to them, I never did say what could make them stay forever… Ok maybe I did somehow but absolutely not on intent… But I am certain I would have said “sorry” if I had to or found out I had hurt with my silence and absence!

Ok let me roll the dice, if I get a six in double, I would simplify; I could state relatable references for you to get me clearly… Ouch! The figures came in odds! The truth is I respect memories shared with friends, I savor the good times, cherish the tough times but feel sick about the sad endings! I simply can’t have a repeat! I’ll walk away this time from this hurt, knowing that I tried to salvage the ills, but it slipped through my fingers after all I did! 

I can understand now, why Akan stayed away from this web, this cryptic mind-spells…or heart-games… Maybe even love cycle! It’s annoyingly cyclic and mystic! I now would stay off too… Do my bit, chase my goals and win my own heart!

Dedicated to stale endings…

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Love’s not blind…


Although she may act blind and sometimes present naive, love endures and hopes at all times…

Love clothes herself with patience and kind forbearance, through betrayals and hurts, especially by those we may call friend or sibs…

Love speaks for unity and fosters peace amongst nations, resents dissension and abhors oppression! 

She rules the people in regard for for life and seeks only the growth of peaceful coexistence… She humbly yet defiantly defends her own, nurses her wounded and cares for her aged…

Her pleasure is immeasurable when forgiveness wins amidst the hates and hurts of recalcitrant racist or incorrigible dogmatic tribalist! 

Love travels far and wide to seek her own and make her home… She stays at the oddest of time, forbears in the strangest of conditions… 

She’s reliable, available and very amiable!
Love sees very clearly, she deals wisely with warm and colorful discretion… She isn’t blind at all! 

She simply overlooks and ignores the helplessly guilty…

She’s is vivid and transparent in her tactful dealings… Love endures and protects!

Love is beautiful when beheld with the eyes of sincerity and truthful desire!

Love is you and I in our godly state!

Keep love.

Rhapsodies from a grateful heart…

 
I could write about just anything but I find ease when I express you, when I reach deep within to the very depths of my heart, when I search vigorously within the cacophonous conversations of my cogitation, when I simply speak of your truth and absoluteness! When I am yielded because I have been so often humbled by the revelation of your boundless love, your unchallenged and most sincere commitment to this “unfaithful” me!

How you do me daily, how you kiss me, how you touch me, how you hold me… In the fire, wade with me in the waters, fly with me above the mountains and glide with me in the valleys…

All these get me so squarely, totally mesmerized by your undeniable, matchless love for me, just the way I am…how you just do me!
Last time I took a voyage, the tempest stormy seas, the ravaging gusto of wild winds, the reckless acceleration of uncontrollable chauffeurs, those fearful tearful moments of painful realities, you stuck through the thin and thick of these with me, just me, hateful hurtful me! 
I find no words rich or good enough to sincerely express my gratitude…

Keep me still, when I fail or fret, when I hide or run, when I loose my way or get lost in this twisty maze of life… Find me always and love me still!

Don’t let me fall completely by the wayside, bring to the waters of Eden and give me the breathe of heavens sweet garden scent…

I will hold on, stay and steer close until in you I am totally submerged, completely immersed and absolutely given. 

I just love the way you love me!

Written…

Written 


In the scrolls, the holy scrolls; the book!

On the pages of life itself, the fire pages!

Have you not heard?

Have you not read?

Do you not see?

I have seen, yes I have read and now, I even perceive ….

The pages flipped and my heart skipped!

It was as though the very earth quaked beneath my feet…

It was a spellbinding trepidation, an intimidation of the very human soul, a feeling beyond the separation from body and mind!

The words of the scroll literally crawled out into my tiny ear-holes; melted the wax and the sensation was beyond tingling, it rendered a cleansing !

The realized I that all my shame and fear, aligned at once as the truth pierced those thick log like  bars of vanity, built over years of absolute ignorance; a denial of life and truth it self!

But as those words came alive in me, a peace indescribable, unexplainable and irrefutable came upon my very childlike soul, just as an intense taste yet soothing feel of  pure honey on my souls Hungry  tongue…

It is written and because it has been written for me,also for you, yeah contained in the very ancient and very present scrolls, mercy and favor speak eternally for you… 
Only because it’s been written will our souls find sweet rest and graceful bliss!

These words are infallible, lively and believably true!

It was written years before you and  I were conceived, by the master of time and creator of space! He wrote and said, ” the sun shall not smite you by day nor the moon by night”, He said also that all who believe will find life and peace eternally.

These words resounded and resonated in me, as the preacher preached, they perched on the patches of my very wounded soul, the carriage and feeble hinges of my frailty; a formless void of my lustful desires repelled the dispelling of its impurity!

I then ate my own fears and swallowed my very disbelief, the dark gave way for the overwhelming light, a transfiguration was consummated yet again! Sharper and quicker than any two-edged sword, faster than even the most ambidextrous samurai but easy to swing by the meekest believer!
I found grace in geometric scale, an increase of divinity and defiance of the gravity of sin, an afore grievous and gruesome depravity; the captivity of my very being, but I grew wings and flapped them above this weakness of darkness!

The written words are potent, when read and when said, when taken and believed as so written! The words give or take, kill or make alive, they quicken or deaden, rejuvenate or subjugate! The words are capable, immovable yet adorable on the lips of babes and sucklings! 


It is written!

 again…I miss you😢


I thought it was meant to be mild , a transit from the “black-lands”to “white-lands”or maybe from “dream-city” to “real-city”

I thought I needed just a little boat and a single paddle; maybe wade the waters a little left, a little right…

But I see now it’s no transit; it’s an end as it were to good old days ,sweet memories or happy reveries…

I see now it’s goodbye to beautiful sceneries and graceful paradise, I see quite plainly that time has stolen hope and chance from you, even us…

I smell the scent of a lively yesterday and wholesome human fade so swiftly with the forbidden winds of deaths flapping wings …

I simply wish it was not goodbye or  history in process; I wish the heavens heard my plea,silent sobs and ceaseless throbs 

I am broken again and again as you passby without the smiles you promised to glow at last…

I find my spirit numb and my days cold without the warm embrace of your words of Hope … I miss you silly …

I sometimes think am a soldier when I hold within my pain and wishful pleas, I loose my mind to the winds of gloom as I vent them out!

I miss you again and again because your gone all too soon from me…

I wish you stayed and graced my garden with your fatherly love so divine!

I miss you… I miss you 

Again… I miss you

NB :Image sourced from Nat-geo post on Instagram