The Comforter

When we met I gently opened myself and allowed him in, I couldn’t wait for him to explore my body and soul. 

Like an engine in need of oil I needed his lubrication to get me flowing. He didn’t disappoint, it’s not in his nature to. 

He touched me here and there, overwhelming yet satisfying I stayed put uttering words I was not taught to speak 

Devilish!

This must be devilish I thought 
Confused, I jerked up binding and casting, asking for forgiveness, I could imagine him in shock saying “what is my lover doing”?

I really didn’t care, my sanity was primary at the time. 

“Lord can you hear me” I screamed more 

“Do you consent to this”?

Silence was all I got until I looked down and saw the words Be Anxious For Nothing 

Suddenly it dawned 

The Spirit within 
The comforter 
The awaited day 
A new form of communication

by Imani Dokubo (2019)

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Where am I

This world is unfamiliar to me
The walls I once felt like breaking now whisper words that heal my cracking

My cracked tone is now pitching
My words no longer echo
Where is this place?

The smell is unfamiliar
The feeling is different
Not the smoky puffs I’m used to

Do dreams feel this real?
Is my mind messing with me?
I really can’t make sense of how I got here

I listened when he spoke
I heard him clearly when he said the words
“You’re free”

I remember
But it only brings me to my next question

Can my life be flipped in just one second?
Can my past be gone with the wind?
I lack answers

But If the branch is who I am now then all I can hope for are leaves to help me birth fruits

This world is unfamiliar to me but I rather stay than leave

 

  • Imani Dokubo (2019)

True Manifest

Age sixteen was so sweet I craved to live in it forever
slowly but consistently He made passes at me unraveling the beauty in my essence
aimed at keeping me from growing cold

Cold…?
I had just left home a few minutes ago yet to take my first dive and view the world in its variety of expressions

I love you
I love you
I love you
He spoke with such tone of obsession

I tried
I tried to cuff my ears for years but the love song didn’t seem to have an end so I gave in

Yes
I said yes with a vague mind hoping to experiment but got trapped in love with the one who first loved

In just one moment like a lover’s first kiss I allowed his breath in my mouth
drew in life and suddenly started living
Lip in-lip out I had a taste of his strengths now mine to keep

©Imani Dokubo

2019

REALITY STRUCK

I was scared, didn’t want to make another promise I wouldn’t keep.
Guilt struck me each time I tried and failed, what was I to reap?

Why such a difficult path?
If He willingly gave His life
Why couldn’t I automatically shine like light?

Well I played smart this time, I had a plan B.
I threw in some eggs, and let some be.

I couldn’t trust the process of “just believing,”
I had seen men die believing this saying.

I carved out an escape route,
I set out plans to activate when I got stuck
And He is no where to pull out my foot.

Poor me,
I was oblivious of the real me.

Saved
Blessed
Blameless and
Spotless

Little did I know what it meant to be saved by grace.
I had no idea what the term “finished works” entailed.

How can believing be termed ‘just’
when it had the power to save the lost.

I found Love in its pure state,
Righteous is now my new state.

Love bought me, and I can never be bought back!

This is about Him, the man Christ Jesus.

The One who loved me when I didn’t know me,
The One who gave His life for me when I hadn’t found me.

The One who swore never to be angry with me,
The One who took guilt and fear away from me.

The One whose Words I can bank on,
The One whose Words I can stand on.

The One who freely gave,
The One who graciously saved.

Imani Dokubo
(c) 2018

JESUS -THE WAY

I spent years in search of Him,

I wished to know what it meant to be loved by Him,

I ensured to follow through the requirement,
I was desperate to scale through my predicament,

The more I sought to keep His laws,
the more I saw my flaws,

I felt it was in the doing,
and I did work, so I won’t be found wanting,

But no, my conscience pricked me each time,
My mind had turned sour like lime,

Soiled by my imperfection,
Stained by my very intuition,

I sought to be free,
“Untie me from this grip” was my honest plea,

The picture they painted of Him was too dreadful,
Nothing I did was fruitful,

I sought to know the truth,
So I picked up the Holy book to find my roots,

One chapter each day,
and I could bet I had found a way,

A way out of darkness,
A way out of sickness,

A way that speaks of life eternal,
A way that ushers man into life immortal,

Overwhelmed, struck with joy was my state,
Knowing the liberty I had in Christ through faith,

Knowing His obedience gave me a pass, irrespective of my past,

The way I found is Jesus, and He’s no fluke,
He is the head of the flock,
He is my Shepherd.

Imani Dokubo

(c) 2018

LIBERATED

All you give is free,
All you give is mine for free.

It cost me nothing,
But you gave still, holding back nothing.

Now I can boast in you,
Now I can stand boldly before you.

With no fear or guilt I stand,
On your Word forever I stand.

Your love for me can be compared to none,
In you I’ll dwell till forever is gone.

Imani Dokubo

(c) 2018

LOVE WITHOUT LIMITS

I was unsure the day I accepted Him. I couldn’t afford to be heart broken yet again.
But I needed help so I took the risk.
I said YES
Weeks went by and I found myself guilt tripping.
Nothing I did was enough or (so I thought).
I didn’t know how to express my love to Him the way He did to me.
I struggled so hard to be faithful, and committed, but I failed each time.
Loving Him was tough, I cried some nights, and silently prayed that He’ll forgive my shortcomings.
I couldn’t return the favour, I felt empty.
He carried all my burden, and never complained.
Months turned into years and I was certain I couldn’t keep up, it seemed too good to be true.
My Love, we need to talk.
Go on dearie, am all ears.

What can I do to help make this work?
How do you mean?
Each time I try to make up for a wrong,
Each time you love me more.
You never seem to count my wrongs against me.
I don’t feel befitting to have You, I don’t feel worthy.
Listen to me my love,
I rejoiced the day you accepted me.
All I seek is to have a relationship with you, my love for you is dependent on nothing you do.
I forgave you of all your short comings years ago. Your past isn’t relevant and can never be compared to the glorious future we have together.
I find you worthy, in you I see perfection.
Don’t try to earn my love,
my love for you is eternal.
I swore never to be angry with you.
My yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.
Wow! Thank you Jesus!
For choosing me,
For loving me,
Now I know it’s not about what I do but what You’ve done.
I rest in You.

Imani Dokubo

(c) 2018