A KNOCK THAT CHANGED MY STORY

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In the midst of my commotions

My troubles and confusions

I heard on my door a profound knock

Sure, it startled me but it was a knock

Could it be for me I asked myself quietly?

And it came again, a knock

From the sound I could tell

The knocker was in a hurry

Yet seemingly gentle and soft

Could this be the answer to all my questions?

A solution to all my problems I asked myself again

Well I could open the door and see for myself

But what if it were a thief

What if it was only an illusion?

What if he/she hadn’t all the answers I wanted

What if What if What if

In the midst of all these mind bothering questions,

 I heard the knock again

This time more persistent more earnest

This knocker wasn’t giving up any time soon

Here I stood at one…

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iN TEARs

On the street of sadness
I saw tears erupt from the abyss of troubled hearts and there was no glimpse of gladness
Just down the devil’s boulevard were young and old weeping in a sob
Their tears marching down like angry mobs
Sorrow hung in the air
And there was great shudder of fear
I watched men wriggle in a web of pain
Sulking in anguish as though insane
In a pitiable layer, it rested upon my soul
Such was the ill fate of man, the pain, his royal robe

Getting to my home,a hollow of void
Where confusion and emptiness forms a bond
Before my door stood the figures of horror
And every knock rapped sent shivers of terror
I let them in,yes I let my fears-the friends that haunt my soul
The same friends who end up leaving me in a state beyond console
A little while and they broke into a bitter song
All my failures in life their lyrics sung
And my tears which I had kept frozen
Began to spill down a dozen

Catching cold in the hottest temperature
I began to paint an empty future
In that jinx, a gentle voice whispered to me
“What do you think could end this misery?”
With a scornful grin I answered,”It is not a mystery
But a knife to pierce my heart, a dangling rope over my neck”
Alas! I received echoes of cries piercing the dark
And the wind of despair filled every crack
“Why the lamentations?” I inquired
HEAVEN IS IN TEARS

Yes we all cry at thy feeble tries
Why do you choose to end this way
And victory you have almost given away
Take a walk ! I obeyed with my head hung in resign
And my unpleasant friends still stuck right behind
Silence sang like a sad music
Yet stretching before me was an archive of greeneries
The earth hung limp with an air of victory
And the moon glowed like sleeping beauty
Amidst starry sky, lost in awe of the creator

I floated in the wonder of his supreme majesty
“What do you see?”that same voice came again
“Divine ability” I confessed as awe filled my heart as my eyes gazed
The cloud opened and roared “oh ye of little faith…

“…do ye not know that ye are Gods?!”

Upon my forehead broke out the oil of realization
As I basked in the beauty of a new dawn
For in men lies the DNA of Jehovah
Shining in my hands was the glittering sword of believe
YES! the believe that I possess the victorious and creative capacity of my father in me
In the steps of triumph,
I charged towards my unpleasant friends to slay them with my sword
But alas!! They had taken to their heels!!

  • Cindy Dike

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I have so long thought about this to me it’s no longer news
How could I succeed if all I have is a retrospective view?
Why should I complain when I so willingly stay glued
To the same thoughts, the same actions, the same words, the same friends I once knew
How could I expect a different result if I couldn’t change my perspective and view
If I can’t conceive and believe I’ll never achieve says Napoleon Hill reference Google
So I guess someone here has been just like me
I know you try so hard I’m sure it’s a hard place to be
But before you take one more step as you write your own history
Give me a moment to transform your beliefs with my poetic mastery Continue reading

be BOLD!

If it doesn’t feel right,
don’t do it.
If its not true,
don’t say it.
If it doesn’t cover you up,
don’t wear it.
If it will hurt a soul,
don’t utter it.
If its not noble,
don’t act it.
If its not pure,
don’t think it.
If its porn,
don’t watch it.
If its not biblical,
don’t believe it.
If its not real,
don’t fake it.
If it will kill your dream,
don’t allow it.
If its disorderly,
don’t follow it.
If its not genuine,
reject it.
If Jesus can’t do it,
don’t do it.
If its the devil,
rebuke him!
Ebisike Amarachi 🙂

In Awesome Qualities…

..In Sweet Compassion,He Gives Me Special Attention
In Complete Trust,He Takes Away My Fears
In Humble Love,He Gave His Life For Me
In Ultimate Sacrifice,He Shed His Blood For Humanity
In Unending Mercies,He Forgives Me
In Pure Grace,He Gives Me Transformation
In Blissful Kindness,He extends His Hands Of Goodness
In Continuous Favor,He Helps Me
In Enduring Patience,He Waits For Me
In Joy,He Is My Source Of Joy
In Self Control,He Disciplines Me
In Humility,He Teaches Me Equality
In Perfect Majesty,He Shows His Glorious Personality
In Splendid Nature,He Illustrates The True Meaning Of Beauty, Creating Perfect Views Of Splendor
In Amazing Talents,He Shows Us That Variety Is The Spice Of Life
In Government,He Ruleth Forever, Cause His Coming Kingdom Has No End
In My Body,He Is The Holy Spirit
In My Soul,He Is The Word Of God That Renews Me
In My Spirit,He Is The One That Fills Me Up With Gifts
In The Past,He Had No Beginning
In The Future,He Has No End
In My life, He is Lord and Savior
In All, His name is Jesus

by
Ebisike Kenneth

Reconciled!!!

“Come home… Come home!” I hear him say
You have stayed so far from home
I am hurt without you I’m heart broken
I long for your company I long for your voice
I’ve indeed missed you, our relationship is starved
You left me for another even when I loved you so
What happened to our love, our relationship?
We were so in love whatever went wrong? Tell me…

I was carried away by the pleasures of the world
They called to me with words so sweet
They made yours seem so sour and empty
They made our relationship look so boring… so empty!
I was lost, leaving your love as I flew with others
But my mistakes I have seen and now I am coming
I have also missed us… the communion we so shared
The fact that you love me even more when I left
Will you take me?

Yes I would have taken you already before you even asked
Just come back, come as you are, my heart is healed
I will give you a heart like mine and we’ll be one…COMPLETE!!!
Walk with me and be like me come talk to me about everything
Don’t hold back your love, you can put all your burdens on me
Trust me! Come home!
I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you
You could learn the unforced rhythm of grace and my love
We could start again start our relationship again
Call me anytime of the day
I’ll eternally be available I could even answer before you call
I love you so much I gave my life for you
I’m ready to commit myself to you totally
I LOVE YOU and I AM NOT COUNTING YOUR MISTAKES

ONE CHANCE!!!

In the places no one can see
A cry calls forth like a Sultan’s kakaki
For expression for light it seeks
It calls from without and within
And I could stretch and stretch and stretch
I could even tear my bones out of my flesh
And reach out I would with even greater vigor reach out I would
You see, I already kissed my past goodbye
Told folks of my destination heights
My starting point the skies
Big plans big dreams big sights
All crumpled up to what now seems to be a lie
Cos no matter how hard I try
To touch or take a glimpse perhaps find out what my future is like
Beyond this heavily clouded skies of my present
The rays of its brightness would always stop short of my nail’s ends

To let go of my dreams and live in the past
To force a smile as fate hands me the defeated card
Yet cry in the rain wondering what should have come to pass
To point an accusing finger at my successful counterparts
To curse my luck and find an excusable fault
To stop trying and give up remains the easy part
Alas!!! I’ve come too far to let go now
If I could live through the absence
Of mama and papa cuddled over my cradle watching me do my nonsense
Their love teaching me the value of life’s essence
If I could learn to laugh till my ribs hurt
If I could find satisfaction in lack and wealth though poor
If I could find a friend when a brother was too much to afford
If I could beat the odds and survive the storm
If then I didn’t give up or surrender to the norm
I know I can breakthrough if given a chance but one

Though in this deep struggle for the top
Yet of this truth I’m so sure
That if given just about a chance I can conquer all
I wish I could scream for help from the rooftops
But I’m so filled with ravaging hunger and malnutrition queued up
Preoccupied with survival so I don’t notice as my mentality demons and my environment gang up
They struggle to drown out my cries my hope
If only one could hear my stifled moan
In the places no one can see
A cry calls forth like a Sultan’s kakaki
For expression for light it seeks
It calls from without and within
Perhaps someone will hear and give heed
Whether he be the eagle I seek or a mocking jay
Then that chance I need may come someday
I know I am just another orphan today
But if given a chance I know I will prevail.

By
Ezeonyeka Godswill
hAPpY cHiLdrEn’S dAY Nigeria!!!

nEVER aBOUT me!

If I could trade all
Just to raid off,
Then, I know
It’s never about me.
Give up most pleasures
Just to build up my treasures
Then I know,
It’s never about me.
Toil all night
To win all fights.
Then, it’s never about me.

Staining all the ego’s of life
Just to avoid the pains of the knife,
Then, I trust and know
It is never about me.
Sweating out day and night,
To make life pay and right,
Then, it’s never about me.

Watching the face around the fence,
Hoping that life will bring them defence,
Then, I know
It’s never about me
Watching smiles mixed with fears
Then, I know that the ends seems near
I just realized that hopes are raised high
As voices cry out miles.
Then, I said to myself,
It never could have been all about me.

Destinies wake up!
To responsibilities look up
For great men to fire on
Bringing answers to so many questions
Solutions to mud problems.
Laughter to frowning faces
Comfort to troubled souls
Hope to failing hearts
Sparks of joy to crying ears
And above all, salvation to lost souls
Then, we know, it was never about us.

Just like Jesus taught
In His pains He still fought
Living up to the story
Just to gain the glory
That we all might be free at last
Only because He understood the fact
That, it was never and would never
Be about Him!
ACT LIKE JESUS !!!

by
Macaulay Priscilla