Author: Emmanuel Olando
Poetry
WAR, PRAY FOR ME
Thought of living a peaceful life
Dreaming of achieving the goal of our desire
Hoping for the great things the future hold
All were put on hold due to WAR.
Children go to school without imagining a breakdown in education.
Parents find their daily green pasture not thinking of lying down low.
The word is heavy to say, seeing the tears of the people, seeing the lifeless bodies of survival, I will say surviving is no guarantee anymore.
War has stolen that from us, war has taken away our peace, war has invited death.
Why fight ourselves, when we can settle our differences
Why kill ourselves when we can call for a peaceful meeting.
Why taking pleasures for power, delighted in weapons, holding strong to the missiles, rockets, machine guns and jet bombers.
Why the war?
Weapons have been the only Language to war
Why the war?
War is for the strong, war is for thos...
FEELINGS ON HOLD
FEELINGS ON HOLD
Every thought of mine, I always wish she is mine, every time spent with her, I do pray for longevity as far as a mile.
Oh! What a feeling that brings me healing
An era that makes me smile desiring she is mine.
I sometimes read an article that stated a phase. "TRUE LOVE IS MARKED BY GIVING NOT GETTING".
My soul was in haste for a gift, panting for water to alleviate my desire thirst, was the possibility of imploring her to be my Val.
In a chance of distance, the word "Separation" becomes my nightmare
Overthinking becomes my problem that was stated; "can't solve a problem"
My mind was made up, to pour out my sentimental desire I do admire from her startling quality.
Just in the process of expressing my emotions, ...
LET'S WRITE ABOUT OURSELVES
Ticking the most popular ink was my way through the pen
inventive to a finest craft
Was the tick off through my slate.
Let's write about ourselves
Seeing the beauty of penning
Picturing the face of framing
Foresight the nature of drafting.
Our pen can have more value when we penned it together,
Achieving things together
Because the world is beautiful when living jointly
This is the power of writing about ourselves.
©Emmanuel Olando
...LETTER TO DEATH
LETTER TO DEATH
Oh death,it has come to my notice that you have come to stay, it has been observed that you have no respect for any one.I have seen the way you loved taking beautiful souls to the other side, I have seen the way you make families cry.
Songs of melancholy, lack of melody grief with so much agony are all in the atmosphere because of you.
The ground has been your reliable companion you came without considering our opinion but I am here to let you know that Christ came to say no more reunion
With the tears running down my cheeks I write you this letter, Oh death, your time is up because Christ is ontop, oh death where is your sting? Because Christ has given us a new theme. Waring with the source Is a sign a of disrespect and with that no more resource.
Indeed death is not the end of live but a midst to the after life. I know death must come but not ...
The Future Is Still Bright
The future is still bright
Even when I haven't seen a great light
The future is still bright
Even when all I see is night.
The future is still bright
Even if I can't see what I hope for insight
Living a cantankerous life
Terrified with the issues of life
Starving with the depth of lies
Binding with the soils of miry
I say the future is till bright..
Tears may seen to be your hobby
Flowing all round your body
Disappointment your everyday experience
As if there is no more favour in existence.
Structured a good life
But been caught in depth of lies
Looking at the path you take,
Seeing lack of great intake.
Confusion all the way
Found in your lane and still carried astray.
Love with all of&n...
Lonely nature
In a lonely road found me grief
That was my present tick.
My eyes were wet.
The throat were dried,
Salvation dripping,
Starvation looping.
All was depression
Full of equations,
That birthed so much calculation.
My worth as been diminished,
by unequitable nature
sprouted all the way.
"It is cool to be lonely" I say...
"but is bad to remain this way for ever" says my mind....
Disputing all over my abroad,
Stripes are going all round the board.
Patches of the morning with crue...
BE EXPENSIVE
This word came as a hit to my soul,
without knowing why so,
been stuck in the hole,
with nothing to hold,
thoughts flying through the mind,
but able to caught one to behold.
It came as a pure whisper, that save me through a loophole.
In my distressed moment I heard the word
saying..
" BE EXPENSIVE."
Been begged to be loved,
not minding the heartbreak it cause,
giving more of myself and still end up with less.
Trying to be cheap and forgot i was
brough...
THE ADDICTED LOVER LOVE.
I became an addicted lover,
not knowing I was seen as a loser,
giving all of my self
and still became selfless
trying to be cool
but end up been a fool.
My soul was cold,
with heavy frozen ice to hold.
The scars in my heart was the memory
that manifested an acrimony.
My flawless broken heart in pain,
with nothing more to gain.
Weeping became my hobby,
burning inside my body
Tears seems to be...
Enthralled love
A beautiful damsel
clothed with pretty smile
stunning of a radiant skin
The voice Sprint a melodic sound
caught my her romantic arms,
beguiled by her comely eyes
then I knew it was an enthralled love.
Twisting and moving vigorously to the sound of burning desire,
was the warmth of the music of her bodily choir
Highly flammable like a fuel
changes of different subtle as of dual
In the tone of the mouth was an hissed
traped by her lips full of illusion kissed
It was a game of chess
Bunting in the heart page
...