CHRONICLES OF A DROWNING MIND

Dead zone
Broken soul
Scary shadows
Those are rhythms of a poor old kid
Whose ways never pleased anyone, not even herself.

No hope
Buried grace
Weak for the race
Those are top list words recorded in the word billboard of her mind
She used to be of the royal line
But now goodness turned to lime
She sees God’s intentions as the least
Her faith so rusty and loosen like an abandoned screw
There she becomes a beast that feast with the devil.

Records of heart failures
Impotent to believe the best inside
Drenched with the thoughts of discovery
Draining in the memory lane of no understanding
Tears from the sole of the heart dripping down like flood yet none sees these flood of questions buried in tears

Travelling alone in travail… I weep in smiles…
Because in my green days have I grown grey because am yet to discover the me in me

In silenced smiles I’m drown in fears because my mind has become aged in thoughts

Hold my weeping mind
Embrace my tears in warmth,
Caress me with words of rescue
Carry me in the wings of warmth understanding
For I drown in silence

Oh…save me from this destiny device
For I transit into the groove of eternity
My powerhouse drowns
I plead for restoration if that exist
I seek for redemption for this battle is beyond me

Nonye
The Alchemist
© 2019

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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