"ww yh dd"

Its the haves not the have nots

2021-07-03T02:25:00.001-07:00

The atmosphere has changed
Nothing stays the same
Don't know where the pride ends
And the weakness begins

Or where the strength and perhaps shame intersects

Some people are blessed only with hindsight

Not quick enough to dash out of the way and avoid being hit by a truck
Some are gifted only with the afterthought
The best they can do is catch the license plate after being run over

A very few immaculate foresight.

Happiness isn't the absence of sadness

Nor the presence of Joy
it's a glow on the horizon of the soul
It's choosing to see the same light

Whether its darkness or daylight

Perfection isn't the absence of faults

It is the comprehension of the whole journey

The steady progress no matter the weather

The sojourn is continuous be it Further or farther

It is the hunger to do better wrapped in the enigma of frailties & reality

A dream isn't entirely devoid of reality

Funny sometimes reality can be a dream

Don't just get caught in the inception

Real-life is for the living,

And yes we are blessed although its harder to see & feel sometimes

And it's what you have not what you don't have that defines you.

Ramen-esque !

2021-07-03

In my feelings

2018-08-18T02:37:00.007-07:00

Angels singing mortal story
Still men cry for vain glory
Valhalla only houses those holy
Yet a simpleton never will realize his folly
Because if he did, Why would he a fool be ?

So much on life's plate
Only the wise will delegate
If i feel it any deeper i'll drown
To all these things "fickle" that i am drawn
I either sink or swim its pretty delicate.

If we are each responsible for our own conduct
Why is there so much disunity ?
How did the world get so messy ?
Since when did harmony become so difficult to conduct
In the orchestra of humanity, when there is symphony even in the stars.

Everyone is busy chucking up deuces
In classes, students wants to beat their teachers asses
Even in the USA i'm not sure life matters need i say black ?
I know you can never tell whats going down from the outside
If these walls could talk here's what they'll say from the inside
Let's all hope Trump doesn't build one still.

They say we find love in strange places
Wouldn't it be nicer to find smiles on strange faces
In the stead of all these crisis and panic
Ravaging most races even the Hispanic
A violent one i would say we are if humans are kings
Still it doesn't make us all Vikings.

The runic inscriptions suggest that a viking was a man who left his homeland for adventure and profit abroad, with the implication that he planned to return home with his newly won fortune and fame

Familiar storms 18/08/2018

Chadzera !

2018-02-18T04:51:00.001-08:00

I woke up today just like every other day

In the last 12,045 days

I guess i must have taken those for granted

They felt more like rights and norm

Only today i begin ,

(My linguists will argue the correct word should be began). to question the order of the universe

Dont get me wrong my life’s not perfect but i’m still grateful

Just that i couldn't stop wondering ...

why it happens for some and not most or why it happens to most and not some

To life there is a pattern thats not a pattern

A question that happens to be no question @ all

A quest thats not a quest

Rules of engagement and the order of infinite permutations .

The dynamism is constant yet constancy is parallel to change.

Its like being within without or without within.. a dealt card of ironies and oxymorons.

No one is truly happy, successful or made

There’s no permanent victory or victors albeit no one loses always.

Like the tide life ebbs or overflow else it plateaux

You understand the plains and valleys between ranges , hills and mountains.

The propulsion amidst the drag.

Activities hardly equals achievement and often silence trumps noise and agility.

All i am saying no one can completely make sense always

Its the senselessness that often makes sense

You know consequentially the little lies within the truth are the substances on which its founded.

Like the exchange of gases 02 and C02 between animals and plants

So if energy or matter cant be created nor destroyed and the only path is transformation.

What are the substances of matter?

The biologist will argue that a cell is the smallest unit of life

So i ask what is the unit of a cell, and what exactly is the unit of the unit of a cell called or made of ? Hmm

A realist will argue things are only black or white .

Characteristic yes or no .

So what then is grey ? Or where exactly is the need for and of a “maybe" "kinda".

Please lets no go into Chemistry or Physics or other Sciences; to each its own.

So it appears all things Ain’t exactly what it seems

Seemingly so.

So much that the only things we know are the ones we know,

How true the things we know are , ironically we know not . Hence

Familiar storms 18/02/2018

Appreciate.... waste no Time

2017-09-12T00:42:00.002-07:00

Love; that's a Rhema only if you understand the concept of time
the subjectivity of life and the objectivity of existence
The conflicts of emotions and logic
You will realize that there should be no time to Fear

Heart breaks heart aches, betrayals, disappointments
Pain, rejection, depression, and denials
The one you love that never had your back
The ones you need that never would be there
The tales of conflicting emotions

An open road, a 4-wheeler
A desire to run away and never come back
A tear @ night, a suppressed appeal to fight back
A prayer for fading memories
An insatiable appetite for revenge and unforgiveness

The boy that loves you that you never really want
The girl you have grown to take for granted
The ones you want that ain't really good for you
The forgotten languages of love
How did we all get here?

Aint we tired of living like a blind man
It's a fact Single men and women damn near ruined us
Social media almost led us astray
Actions we all can't take back
How well we would appreciate if we really understand Time

Even in the dark of darkness
The quest of light is to shine
Because there's really nothing to Fear
even in fear itself, please concur to the changes in the times of our days
we all on borrowed time so live and don't feel out of place.

It's wisdom to know the world will never be enough
Most times you have to grind out results in the battle for love
You have to take a stance, a chance, a choice to break through
No need to feel empty, used or confused
If it's worth it, don't give up .. fight for it

Familiar storms 12/09/2017

The longings of my perishing soul.

2017-06-05T16:19:00.003-07:00

Conceived in Sin
Born in iniquity
Raised amidst temptations and unrighteousness
Though deep rooted is a seed of righteousness

I long to conform
Pleased to be appeased
Struggled with self validation and acceptance
Showmanship and vanity seems the currency of my age

Faith need not lost to be in-virile
Its even hard to find your voice amidst all these noise
Every action and thoughts seem a product of Choice
Though harder than the plain simple Yes or No

Every commandment of yours comes with a provision
So how can something so right seem so wrong
All treasures and pleasures eventually means nothing
Why then does my soul sometimes yearn for this vanity.

Your mercy is still so great
countless times my weakness has been overlooked
Yet i wonder why do i take this grace for granted
I don't know , i don't have any answers

My mind yells mayday.. may day !
My heart cries out , thou son of man return to base
I wonder if anyone is listening who do i run to
When my pastors are busy making money.. cha - ching!!!

Ironically i still have a moral standing
So i thought, I scale mountains only to trip on stones
Oh the life of a pharisee, hypocritical @ its best
Its not by works of righteousness over and over its been said to me

Now that secret chord, i was told David played
Worked wonders on Saul and still pleased the Lord
I have been here before, these journey and tales aint no victory march
Dear Lord please draw from me a cold , broken hallelujah.

I know i have seen the light
Its only human to struggle with the shades of darkness
The void, the emptiness and pain
So hear my cry, I need your mercy , I need your grace over and over again.

Familiar storms 6/6/2017

The Ghost of Xmas Past

2016-12-13T21:39:00.001-08:00

Most times we can walk through hell with a Smile
The journey often have less to do with disposition
Our actions alone we can choose they say
The consequences thereof none of us determines

Is it called fate when lightning strike twice
Why is it so easy to stereotype and mock and judge
And really so daunting to give the benefit of a doubt
When nothing is all it seem why doesn't perception count

Obviously a mountain to Pharaoh was a mole hill to Joe
Maybe that's where we differ, actions cant be totally excusable
But a call to reasoning, dialogue and open mindedness sure goes a long way
Than taunts and jeers when you absolutely don't know all you think you do

Wisdom says two wrongs makes no right
and neither can we control what is done to us
but understanding ensures we can control our reactions
We can lean towards grace and forgiveness

What is the value of two heads if its not to better one
Why two hearts if it cant resonate as one
As people grow things ought to get sorted
Things need to be worked out..

Attitudes are contagious, so why act all high up
No sainthood is @stake so whats the "holier than thou" for
My mistakes are not worse than yours.
Only the mirror on the wall understands may be

My actions may hurt but really they are harmless
You may find that funny and crappy
but its the truth and its meant to set free
I will always be a truth-addict even if i could lose everything

As the days wore on and time grew on it
Your disposition make it seems you was dirt-digging
Hoping to find me fallible hence the stance and actions you keep taking
Feeding to insecurities will only starve potentials.

Since you act invincible and infallible
And i have been humbled beyond remorse that even apologies suffices not
I leave it all to you, eventually people do what they wanna
But life revolves around an axis and this too shall pass.

I had my heart set out this Christmas
Maybe when it comes to emotions i dare not venture
but unlike you i prefer a walk on part in a war
To a lead role in a cage.

if the world puts you up on a pedestal they can take it down !

Familiar storms 14/12/2016

Unstructured Thoughts

2016-09-08T18:59:00.001-07:00

Let your mind & heart open up
You've probably grown too comfortable
Forgotten you've been here a while
Everything is understandable
Sometimes we need to walk more than a mile
Before the rainbow appears
At times it takes more than just a smile
To brighten the dark world we live in.

So long i still feel trapped and strapped in
Feels more like the walls are caving in
But i know i will survive, may be today am not just up to it
I still will live another day to fight , After all i cant stop the bees from buzzing
Longevity sometimes is seen in awe but it cant compete with the virtues of dynamism
Divine sorrows oh what a Joy that follows, it balances the roots, the branches as a Vine
Believe me it takes more than skills and talent
To succeed in this era we live in.

To almost everyone else in this community
The order of the day is conformity
That's the way they see it albeit their views i respect.
Well to me its about transformation, the will to forge on
The discipline to change yet maintain a stable core of unchanging virtues
Such that even in darkness
The heart stays true to what the truth is and nothing pseudo.
However the odds... most peas reside in the pod.

Most sojourners return home after the wanderings
I guess the home is really where the heart is
It only beats for simple things mostly.
Made or not home is home...and home is soothing
The reality these days ... home ain't what it used to be
The memories have faded and the moments didn't really last long
The fables and even myth has been forgotten
Where we once called home is just a caste of its old self
Don't blame us for staying away

Order of Chaos # PhoenixXVI

The present's present

2016-04-10T12:18:00.002-07:00

Lets write the future from the present
We so happen to be here today
Like we was in the past when the present was foretold
Although its a story , an avid tale the ending is dynamic

Its not etched in stones
Neither painted in caves
Nor carved or sculptured on tree trunks
Its written in the sands of time

This future wells from a spring that's primordial
Although its course is charted
Its path aint... its self - evolving
Its beautiful, its whatever we make of it.

We choose its seed..
Till its ground
Water its shoot and tend its garden
The bounty thereof is equivalent of the efforts

Its confusion may never stop
The permutations may never end
You can always misread the combinations
But you damn well can get it right when it counts

after all a living dog is better than a dead lion
Today just might be the greatest future yet.

Order of Chaos # PhoenixXVI

Praescitum

2016-01-17T07:15:00.002-08:00

All it takes is a moment of clarity
A definition of purpose
What counts, what do i stand for
What really matters
An alignment of the heart minds and gut

what to believe and what to challenge
Who to trust and who to love
What to hold on to ... that which to let go
What is valuable and what is worthwhile
What stays true and what stands out

Every one needs a reminder
Trust can be a connoisseur of betrayal
Pain is often the anchor for love
The question is will it bloom or will it fade ?
Feelings; are they for real .. are they just facades ?

Are they collages of emotions ?
or just another emblems of sentiments ?
A concorted web of lies or a cocoon of deceit
A labyrinth of desires and fantasies
Or a mural of mutual affection....

That's the confusion...
That's the illusion
If you attempt the mirage.. you are confused
If you neglect the odds ... you are undecided
The truth lies in the heart. the deceit in the eyes.

Is It really that subjective....?
There's someone lurking @ the corner
There's a meeting always in the hiding
A secret smile @ the corner of the lips
A gentle yearn and longing of the heart.

When her heart is in it
We seldom need actions to justify it
But when the mind's fed up
Its often too late to talk about it
No point in letting the words fly

Every song becomes stale
Every note becomes irritable
Every answer becomes premeditated
Every gesture becomes calculated
There is deceit in every attempt

Order of Chaos # PhoenixXIV

all that counts is being better not the noun

2016-01-16T19:03:00.000-08:00

Grace is a concept humans hardly fathom
That's why its often difficult to grow
We see change & growth @ the opposing ends of spectrum
Whereas the very principle of change begins with growth

We resist everything that deviates from our opinions
Instead of challenging it, understanding it and drawing the lines
Growth stems from the intrinsic nature of increase
The ordinate attribute of change

More terrible is our perception to admonishment
Even nature had this since her establishment
Out of the ashes rises a new phoenix
From the decay of seeds sprouts a tree

How can we say we want growth
Yet reject the concept of change
Its like clamoring for rain
And not wanting to be wet.

Yes bitter is the opposing end of truth
Horrible still because it stings
Its like a jab to the jugular
Its really not for the faint - hearted

Also important is intentions
The zeal that drives growth
Is it fueled by selfish interests, an attitude of Holier Than Thou
Or a genuine concern for the betterment of others

On the part of the recipient
We run the risk of rejecting
both the message and the messenger
if the message isn't shared with love

The bottom line is to keep an open mind
Anything that serves the purpose of advancing your potential
Enriching and enlightening your being
That is growth and its synonymous to change

Order of Chaos # PhoenixXIII

cinq ans

2016-01-16T03:52:00.003-08:00

Often the race don't go to the swift
Neither do the battles to the strong
With the mercy of the Lord
A stutter yells father, slow and steady wins the race
So today am thanking God for grace

From the outskirts of Iwoye
To the settlements in Ilesha
From the deserts of Adamawa
To the plains and valleys of Wales
Now far away in Alberta still we wouldn't falter

We have come a very long way
From this journey of 5 years
The road has been rough
But our love has been strong
We've weathered the storm... we have a song

Its really hard to say something special
words often don't come easily
But you'll always know how i feel deep inside
Though my expressions are simple our seed says much more
I'll be loving you forever more

And its our anniversary
Another reminder that you are the special place i belong
Thanks for being my wife,my love, my life and my everything
Every day with you is a promise fulfilled
Like a secret told to someone you trust... indeed favor from the Lord i have obtained

I found you, a good thing i found

Order of Chaos # PhoenixXII

intentiones

2016-01-16T03:33:00.002-08:00

Every woman deserves attention
that's why there's a cheat in every man
The thoughts of the few decent men also wanders
Nothing can keep @ bay
The cravings of a woman

You never know what goes behind the smile
The harmless invites & endless charms
The tempting curves and swaying hips
The twitching eyes and smacking lips
It was said even angels find 'em irresistible

But be wary my son, behind that poise
often its guile, so slow down
Let me talk to you, my son let me talk to you
Every man likes woman, I concur
All of us would be tested , man & woman alike

Paved with good intentions even
Are the road to hell
Don't go too deep
The lines becomes blur
It becomes hard to draw the lines..

Like cheerleaders feeding on your insecurities
Walking like a model, always there when needed
Often a feel good factor
Executions so perfect
Only the intentions scares me.

Order of Chaos # PhoenixXI

ελεύθερη κολύμβηση (eléftheri kolýmvisi)

2015-11-29T04:33:00.000-08:00

Lets take a trip down memory lane
Fly past every second on time's plane
Yesterday are for things we had
Today, that is for the ones we have
Tomorrow no one knows even if it will come

Descend down the road of yesterday
Take a cue from trodden paths
From events of yesteryear's
understand the failed tests
appreciate the lesson learnt

Scurry into the alleys of the past
Into the valleys that once was
But now etched in the memoirs of the mind
Slow down let the cache talk to you
See how well you have grown.

As humans we need to constantly re-calibrate
Its important to re - evaluate the distance
From where we was to where we are
The present being the key to past
And the past a yardstick for the present.

To get to where we are @ the moment
We may have fallen a couple hundred times
Derailed maybe a dozen thousand more
Time becomes the referee of events and occurrence
Yesterday becomes the measure of expansion.

Its no secret that the wealth lies in the journey
The destination is nothing short of a status - quo
If it takes two to tango
definitely the past and the present must waltz
If tomorrow must be worthwhile

Order of Chaos # PhoenixX

Paradoxum...

2015-11-21T12:50:00.001-08:00

I saw the sun
Right in the middle of winter
What an irony ?
Life sometimes is a story
but how its told; that's literally up to us.

Guess what I found ?
Right in the midst of war
Peace, calm & serenity
Most times Chaos
Is just the genesis of order

Once I journeyed a wilderness alone
Night and Day I toiled
In the heat by day and shivers by night
Just when I thought all around were Dunes
Indeed I met an oasis

Amazing where I found strength
At the lowest point of all
embedded deep, right in my weakness
Little wonder humanity is only as strong
As her weakest link.

I have laboured and grubbed away
Ignored, ostracised and chastised
Endured, persevered yet despised
until the giant in me awoke; thou art loosed he said.
I guess restlessness sometimes fathers success.

Order of Chaos # PhoenixIX

tributum avia

2015-07-03T08:44:00.003-07:00

Alive we shared so many moment's
endless rising sun's and setting of the same
Now you sleep alone, enfolded in celestial light
Adorned with an halo & a flowing white robe

With the way you lived your life
We have no regrets, nor sadness @ all
No guilt, nor shame, so even in death we celebrate you
You fulfilled all the days promised to you

An eye - opener for us all has your death been
@least we are all reminded, we're all gonna die
Not like in dreams, or the big screen TVs, be it young or old
And in the end all that would really matter when we are gone

.... Is how we really lived

You were once a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother.
A grandma, a great grandma and we've all been blessed
To have you walk amongst us, we were all nurtured and tutored by your gracefulness
And as you journey on into eternity, riding on chariots, i hear the angels beckon.
Welcome to eternal rest ... halleluyah

Order of Chaos # PhoenixVIII

Deception the art of human communication

2015-05-01T21:36:00.004-07:00

Indeed this morning was wet
There was thunder, there was rain
A beautiful ray of the golden sun
My dogs barked, jumped and danced
A glimmer of hope with the lining of silver
All that was in contrast to what i feel

I was numb and indifferent
I was angry,betrayed and infuriated
Never has my day ended or started with such intensity
I was fuming i was enraged and embittered
Human association has a way of robbing us
But its the deception that gets to me the most.

Every man often always will paddle his kayak
Ready to jump ship even @ the slightest iceberg
And here i am worn outta the loyalty to my thistle -picking
Rose planting and garden watering of my fellow kins.
They wouldn't even cast a look @ me
I thought he who waters deserved to be watered in return.

And this day i laugh @ the futility of my toil
At the endless resource expended to better lots
I know every man slanders and surcharges
I am sure every human has a price and often a compromise
I am aware every seed of Adam has a breaking point
But i was never aware of my own gullibility .

I believe he who conquers others is strong
Only the man who himself conquers is mighty
I use to be convinced meekness is not tantamount to weakness
Now i just don't know anymore.
Its like humans just use humans as a means to an end
Once the juice is drained they set sail.

Now i don't even know how it came to this
What happened to the beauty of human coexistence
The "One for all ; all for One " philosophy
Admittedly it hurts when you scratch and no one scratches you in return
But well that is not why i do what i do or why i am like this.
Despite the hurt or hate , i wouldn't change it for anything in the world

I just always have to remember of course "Human interaction is often always about deception"
And i know even if its only an ounce of good left in people its worth finding
After all there is a magic in risking it all for what only you can see
Not minding how i feel, i see hope , fruition and achievement
Many @times i might be weary, ridden, forgotten or taken for granted
But my spirit will not fail within me... its my cross heartily will i shoulder it.

Order of Chaos # PhoenixVII

boring bunny

2015-04-05T07:47:00.003-07:00

Dear Lord,

These choices could make or mar me
This cross could break or mend me
Most definitely they both come with a measure of pain
Each inflicts a scar, too obvious to ignore

Sometimes wisdom amounts to nothing
Intelligence often doesn't surmount everything
That which has no substance occupies where there's no crevice
The strength of men comes to utmost futility

The softest things prevails over the hardest
Foolish things conforms wisdom
Humility often suppresses pride
Weakness overshadows strength

Emotion prevails over logic
Love or its kind over reasoning
Hearts over heads
Weakness and frailty over perfection

where the absence of desire brings tranquility
And perfect virtue acquires nothing
Therefore it obtains everything.

Order of Chaos # PhoenixVI

a wonderful man... the music of awakening

2015-03-12T23:57:00.002-07:00

Its like waking up from the dead
Rather a deep slumber
All i feel is tingles, you may say goosebumps
A reverie for my inclined linguists

All i know something was lost
Or should i rather say something's missing
Its hard to tell if it's a gift, a link or a calling ?
But the melody of this music that awakened me is all i hear

Its pure... unadulterated
Its crude and unrefined yet so distinct
Now i dont know if the rhythm is enough
It's sure a hell of a starting point

prepare for the revolution!!!!!

I hardly even know who made the music
Artists & Connoisseurs have a way with messages
Incapable of bias / sentiments their truth always strike home
And in this case it was a home run.

Can you hear the music ?

Order of Chaos # PhoenixV

chronicles ..... exodus

2015-03-04T00:21:00.004-08:00

If life is the greatest gift
Why is it laden with so much riddles ?
How can we play its tune without a fiddle ?
From good to bad we feel the effect in ripples

When people burn bridges
The heart freezes
Its hard to tell such tales
Not even easy to move on "re -living moments or memories"

There would be no place left to hide
No more tears left to shed
Only a few things left to try
A couple more lessons to learn

Of course the heart will yearn
And the soul will tire and thirst
Pain 'ld be a signal when somethings wrong
The scar will linger, oh for very long

Happiness we may find, may be far away
Perhaps just really nearby
So save your dreams for the good stuffs
Tomorrow is always a day away

Order of Chaos # PhoenixIV

arbitratus

2015-02-21T13:21:00.002-08:00

Yes i have these weaknesses
Eroding my soul in endless frenzy
withholding me from embracing grace
Encouraging me to wallow & not seek his face

All my resolve has failed
My schemes didn't even measure up to scale
A minute am raring to go
The next am enslaved in its vanity

Its like it kills my immunity
Clouds my sense & affinity for divinity
It gets me ignoring the trinity
While my focus is on the chronicles of pleasure

Can i come to terms with my thorn?
Or am i to carry my cross
Like my good O'l Savior did
Can i bear it ? will i survive ...

Is there a compromise?
Am gullible enough to enjoy the worlds vanity
Wise enough to understand the Words credibility
Can i build a bridge ? Eat my cake and have it

Like gaining the world, yet keeping your soul
I bet not even Solomon had the best of both worlds
Only Jacob was blessed with a "Penuel" experience
but for me i bet there's no middle ground here.

Order of Chaos # PhoenixIII

a word for the gods

2015-02-11T15:16:00.000-08:00

Lately you have been eloquent
Way too outspoken for my liking
Its not so much in what you say
Its in how you have said them
You speak as thus its you that makes the thunder quiver
Then you act like my world is @ your mercy

May i remind you, that you aint even privy to my creation
Neither do you a clue about the theories of my evolution
Incredible your voice so loud yet empty
Its really hard to come to terms with 'em noises
Funny i really thought i didn't have a choice
Well its for such reason that "change" suffices

If destiny has laid you in my path
Better still has laid mine across yours
Then its a sojourn, an experience or even a tribute
Teach me all you can while you can,
Am humble enough to learn
but while at it refrain from being cocky am allergic to arrogance

Indeed i am a firm believer in entwined destinies
In objectivity and profound dissimilarities
But i don't believe in humane - invincibility
I am old enough to know that even a god - king can bleed
I have lived long enough to witness changing seasons
So i know most things are replaceable in the least, so far we let time.

We can only tango with whoever we bed with literally
So while @ the dance lets still be wary
After all we are all a little inconsistent,
The slightest misstep or a moment of distracting euphoria
Another will be raised in your stead within a twinkle
Its not so much in the message, its in how its delivered.

So hopefully you can be quiet now god
I need to hear past your explosion
yes you may have a message;Indeed you have a message
but be careful so it doesn't turn a mess
When its all be said and done,
So if you dare act a god to me again am gonna treat you like a dog.

Order of Chaos # PhoenixII

Feeling like Esau

2015-02-03T14:28:00.000-08:00

Taking a stroll down memory lane
Turning pages etched in the past
How did it get here ?
What else in the world am i to do ?

Its not every time life throws a lemon
That a lemonade is in order
Even if i have wronged or erred
How hard is it to forgive and brush the memory aside

A pity yesterday don't matter , cos its gone
but sometimes when it leaves a bad taste
it erodes all the savor of happiness
Its like i got my virtues traded on the platter of pleasure

What in the world happened to Jonathan & David
Lost is the secret chord that David played
Its so hollow its really hard to follow
What have i done ? the only question on my mind

Is this the price for choosing the heart over the head ?
Or just a terrible dream from which i await being awaken
Is it another test of fire ?
Can i weather this storm ?

Since when did loftiness became the order of the day
Since when have i been reduced to nothing
A wise man learns so much from a foolish question
Than a foolish man can from a wise answer

Have got demons in my past
I can feel the angels in future
The present is such a struggle
Its that tablet on which my reality is written
Its the tale of me; a ferocious cat, a frightened kitten alike
An alter of a saint and sinner

Order of Chaos # Phoenix

Bidding Time..

2014-11-03T13:44:00.001-08:00

After so much toil
uncertainty, frivolities & disappointment
The battles, the wars & turmoil alike
It came to me .... Its all in me

I don't really have to conform
To exceptionally perform
I don't have to sell my soul
To rise and soar

I once detest learning
The only thing i crave was earning
I often overlooked the wisdom of shame
So fame taught me a life-long lesson

To stand tall its not essential to be sold short
Every life is destined
And to survive, we all do the same things
The difference however is in how we do them.

All closed doors eventually will open
Summer Autumn, Spring or Winter
It don't really matter whenever the season
All flower bud will blossom

It don't really matter how long its been
Whats counts is how the story ends
But until that day comes
Let peace dwell in your bossom.

...don't give yourself up... don't turn yourself in... just yet Sir Dr victus - prodigiosus
2014/30/10

Fade in Black.

2014-10-26T03:26:00.002-07:00

Probably that's where we now differ
Its often around what we prefer
A reasoning from whole to part
or a reflection from parts to whole.

The opposing sides of a coin
The tailing end of the same spectra
Like keeping the right mentality
Or falling into Vanity

Illusions hardly change into something real.
Its hardly emotion when it cant be felt.
I doubt its visible, if it cant be seen
A book too close to the eyes.. it cant be read its said.

This is as true as it gets
everyday evens up eventually
Life is a collage of opposing colors
Destiny a twist of parallel fates.

We can only our actions choose
The consequences we often always cant determine
Our days can be such an inseparable maxim
An oddity of the past, present & future

Can we in spite all this explosion
Take a holiday , maybe a time just to celebrate
Instead of wallowing in commotion
Bring together all the wonderful moments

Spend more time hungry for love @ night
Tender pleasures and blissful kisses
Enjoy dreams, visions and lullaby
The fact that we may live to see tomorrow

Chase after laughter and elusive inner peace
Risk it all even for what only we can see
Run, race, crawl, rise and fall again
In the end its not brainless to go through changes.

#ayobami

Sir Dr victus - prodigiosus

doleo i te indigetis

2014-07-18T08:54:00.001-07:00

I have been gone a long while

Chasing after everything new

But I hope the words am penning

Someday finds you wherever you may be.

There's no writing on the walls

The years past seems to have erased them all

But you are the best there is among them all.

I had it all on a platter

The pain the thrills and the laughter

The whispers the tease and the banters

My pride you bore in humility and charm

And with my sheer insensitivity I did the hope harm

In nursing my scars I wounded your heart

Now I stare into long lonely nights, longing for you in my arms

I miss that the cloud moved swiftly

I miss how you treated me sweetly

It's insane how i fought the truth for a lie

Now it's hard doing the time .

Clearly it's winter now , goodness I miss your summer.

The well is dry I need my water,

A source of inspiration you have been through thick and thin.

It's the way you make me feel

It's about the aches when you ain't there

The emptiness is hard to live with when your gone

I peep through my windows till it's dawn

Heartbroken,lonely,and too weak to yawn

If I charted this course ... I can't accomplish it's distance

I need you.., I know now, what I ŵas too proud to admit.

I know words alone won't suffice

Maybe I don't need words to communicate destiny

A miracle wouldn't be a surprise either

But not even God will do for a man, what he can do himself.

The universe backs my quest, my mistakes it forgave

The odds are stacked against my lots, a lot is involved now

I will pursue, overtake and recover all.

From the start I knew it should be, but through my stubborness.

Pain taught me a stone don't have to be diamond to be precious

18/07/2014
boti