....From The Heart

Happy Birthday to me?

2011-09-02T04:36:00.000-07:00

Its been nearly a year since I posted something on here. It's been a busy year. Even my so-called holiday has been busy too.

Usually, in every journey you expect that there'll be down-hill moments and up-hill moments, yeah I've had my fair share of those. The one day that I think I should have a smooth ride, the exact opposite happens.

Your birthday is the one day you should be happy about something, the least being that you are alive.

Right now... No expression. Heart is heavy, mind cold. What a day!

I'm not even being ungrateful, I really do thank God for life. Whilst awaiting a collision with Joy,

Happy birthday to me :s

hmmm....I'll call you friend

2010-08-26T11:31:00.000-07:00

Ever wondered why you meet some people in this life? Why some people happen to come into your life at certain times?

Or…

Why people leave and you think ‘why did I meet them in a first place’?..
Who really belongs in your life?

A lot of the time, we as humans are trying to fill that longing of having someone we can laugh and spend time with. Rather than finding a true friend, we gather lots of acquaintances and call them “FRIENDS”

So what/who exactly is a friend? What is their role? …and what do we expect from them?
A true friend is:

•Caring and available – the gift of your time and genuine concern is invaluable
•Encouraging – by affirming and supporting your friends, you build their self esteem.
•Willing to sacrifice – you’re willing to walk the extra mile and can be depended upon
•Patient – always remember that no one is perfect and be able to endure in times of hardship
•A good listener- listening is the language of love
•Loyal – no matter the cost, you are loyal
•Truthful – means telling it the way it is even if it’s going to hurt sometimes.

- From Surviving Adolescence by Jim Burns

"Don't underestimate the influence of your friends, it's a fact that you become like them" - Jim Burns

Ever thought about how your best or closest friend came to be that? Sometimes, it's not that you start off being friends, u could be people who totally didn’t like each other and somewhere along the line...you just happened to be inseparable.

It’s funny how these things happen.

The thing that really baffles me though is the person who seems to be a very good candidate for a friend but somewhere, somehow things hit the rocks and the friendships ends just as quickly as it started. In these situations, I ask ‘what went wrong?’

Is it that it was never meant to be in the first place or the two people involved were just complete opposites of each other? Or maybe one person was doing all the giving and the other was not making any effort.

In the case of the latter, we learn a very important thing about friendship – it’s all about give and take. It’s about support not Misuse and abuse.

Friends influence us to such a great degree that we can’t afford to underestimate their influence. After a while, you start speaking like your friends, doing the same things they do and so on.

That’s why a healthy friendship is required in life. A friend can tear you down or build you up. You see, earthquakes result from two tectonic plates on a fault line shifting against one another, then lurching in opposite directions. And that's what happens when you bond with the wrong people.

When a relationship is not working, when your efforts to rehabilitate it have failed, acknowledge it. Sometimes you just have to swallow your pride and admit that instead of lifting them up, they're dragging you down. Releasing somebody doesn't mean they'll never improve, it just means God is better suited to the job.

"Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over" – Gloria Naylor

Be careful around those who are always trying to make you feel guilty for not 'being there'. Only God can always be there! There's a difference between helping somebody and carrying them. Your help may actually be a hindrance. Why should they even try, if you're always there to do it for them? Your need to be needed could be getting in the way of their need to grow. Sometimes you just need to step back and let them walk on their own. Not everybody will be happy when you do that, but they're not supposed to be.

Every relationship is for a reason, and a season. Discern those who belonged in your past, from those who belong in your life now.

This then brings me to the question: why do we hurt the ones we love or the ones who love us?

Doesn’t it just annoy you sometimes when you’ve been there helping and supporting a friend through rough times and after it all, they do something very hurtful or say something without being sensitive to your feelings?

This is the point where you have to remember that we are all human and we make mistakes. I’ve realised that a lot of the time they don’t mean to hurt you, sometimes they don’t even realise they did. There’s so much familiarity between you that they just think that you’ll understand what they mean and not take it personal.

In any friendship, forgiveness and love are two important things. You should love your friend enough to look past their wrong and then use the opportunity of forgiveness as a fresh start.

Think for a moment about your true friends and why you consider them to be true friends.
Of course if you want true friends, You must become a true friend

Peace,Faith, Love and Hope

2010-08-15T12:55:00.000-07:00

I was reading this the other day and I thought it was such an inspiring post! so read on:

The Four Candles burned slowly. Their Ambiance was so soft you could hear them speak...
The first candle said, "I Am Peace, but these days, nobody wants to keep me lit." Then Peace's flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely.

The second candle says, "I Am Faith, but these days, I am no longer indispensable." Then Faith's flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely.

Sadly the third candle spoke, "I Am Love and I haven't the strength to stay lit any longer.""People put me aside and don't understand my importance. They even forget to love those who are nearest to them." And waiting no longer, Love goes out completely.
Suddenly...A child enters the room and sees the three candles no longer burning. The child begins to cry, "Why are you not burning? You are supposed to stay lit until the end."

Then the Fourth Candle spoke gently to the little boy, “Don’t be afraid, for I Am Hope, and while I still burn, we can re-light the other candles."
With Shining eyes the child took the Candle of Hope and lit the other three candles.
Never let the Flame of Hope go out of your life. With Hope, no matter how bad things look and are...Peace, Faith and Love can Shine Brightly in our lives

"Hope is a powerful force. It arouses your mind to explore every possible angle. It enables you to overcome the daunting obstacles. You can survive the loss of many things, but not the loss of hope".

Have an awesome week y'all! :-)

© The poets voice~~~ August 2010, All rights reserved.

Are we really talking?

2010-08-10T04:53:00.000-07:00

We live in times where we're so technology-savvy but communication-sloppy. There's so much information overload, every one's talking over everyone. Yet conversations are empty and friendships are shallow. If everyone is busy uttering words, who is listening? Anyone?

Ever been in a conversation where you feel, you're just saying random jokes to fill up the time?
Or you don't really want to talk to the person on the phone at that point so unintentionally your mind switches off and then returns 3 minutes just before the conversation ends.

Ever felt like you've been talking to someone but you still don't know them or understand them. Sometimes you don't even know how to talk to them or what to talk to them about. So you engage them in 'small talk'... even the weather becomes a major topic of discussion. LOL!

Sometimes, people just want a listening ear! Some people are carrying so many secrets and the pressure that's building up within them will cause them to burst any minute, so they just want to unload some of that burden to anyone who is willing to listen.

I think the society in which we live in has driven us into overdrive. We are so busy, we cannot spare 5 mins to hear someone out. It's actually gotten that bad.

What is good communication? It's honest, positively intended, two-way sharing. It isn't 'dumping' or giving someone a piece of your mind! It's involves listening as well as talking.

"The first law of verbal ecology is: garbage is not biodegradable! It recycles, festering with time".

What should we communicate? The truth.

"But truth can be given like the blow of a sledgehammer or like a soothing hand of friendship. It should be communicated after advance thought for its impact."

How should we communicate? How we say things is just as important as what we say. speak with consideration for the hearer's feelings. 'A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger' (Proverbs 15:1). The hearer's response is conditioned by your words.

Check your timing; it's vital! '...Say the right thing at the right time'

We have 2 ears and just one mouth. We should be listening twice as much as we speak. It's often difficult for people to tell you whats on their heart so you gotta be listening intently! In terms of friendships....good communication may just be the key to understanding your friend.

Every person is different, guys and girls especially. There can be a lot of misunderstandings over little things. It can be sorted out if we listen and then of course take the appropriate course of action.

So next time you find yourself in a conversation, ask yourself 'Am I really talking?'. Speak the truth, Speak positively...ignore the garbage. See what you can learn about the person you're talking to that will help you understand them.

Have a great week! :-)

© The poets voice~~~ August 2010, All rights reserved.

A look inside

2010-07-23T04:46:00.000-07:00

Ever felt betrayed? ever felt so used and then discarded as scrap? Ever felt so hurt beyond repair? Ever felt heartbroken?

...What do you do when you feel so depressed that you don't want to get up in the morning; you just don't see the point.

There's been a sudden change. You were so attached and dependent on someone and currently they are no longer there. There's so much time on your hands and it makes you realise how much of your time you dedicated to them.

Or…

You recall the fun times you had with your best friend, how you both swore to always tell the truth to each other. Now you wonder why He/she lied? “How could they do this to me?” you ask , eyes burning with angry tears. You’re so bitter and you feel you can never trust anyone again.

You try to move on but every second of the day, you replay the event - the one that left this huge gaping hole in your heart - over and over again. Nothing seems to matter anymore. You walk around with a plastic smile plastered on your face, your mind is faraway in no-man’s land and you’re just bleeding away internally.

You can’t really look past ‘here’, the pain is just too great, way past your threshold.
Tears stream down your cheeks every time your mind takes you back, down memory lane.
And you ask “why? Why should someone decide to smash my heart into pieces and step all over it? Why?”

I was just ‘looking inside’ on life and trying to understand why we as humans hurt other people. The heart is strong and tough yet so delicate. Matters of the heart are sensitive.

Sometimes, I guess we just get so bogged down in the baggage we ourselves are carrying that we don’t see how we are damaging other people and hurting them.

People are people; not objects but PEOPLE i.e living beings. We can feel, we can see, we can sense, we are Alive! We all have that desire to be loved. We want to feel needed, we want to feel valuable, we want to belong.

We want to feel LOVED….Love is the emotion of strong affection and personal attachment. love is the basis for all being because God is love. We were created by God and we have been commanded to Love one another just as Christ loved us.

“More people die of Broken hearts than swollen heads” – Anonymous

I think it’s about time that we stopped using people and start appreciating them.. Simple things like commenting on what someone’s good at, paying a compliment about their outfit, making a call to check up on a friend can make a huge difference.

It’s not just the big breakups in relationships that break hearts, sometimes it’s the little cracks that you make by not caring that all add up until there’s a clean dividing line across a heart.

“There is always some serious fact behind "JUST KIDDING", a little emotion behind "I DON'T CARE", a little discomfort behind "IT'S O.K", a little desire behind "LEAVE ME ALONE" and a lot of words behind "SILENCE" - Anonymous

So maybe we need to just STOP , step out for a minute and take a look into our lives...

If you’re hurt, just know that there is a God who can heal your broken heart and mend it so it’s just as good as new. After all, He made it…He made YOU!

If you’ve done wrong to someone and you hurt them, it’s not the end of the world…just make sure you don’t let pride creep in. Just apologize. It’s amazing how that one word ‘sorry’ can make a lot of things better. And just ask them to forgive you, try and make amends. Don’t expect that they’ll come round immediately because they are still wounded so give it time as well.

© The poets voice~~~ July 2010, All rights reserved.

One day...let that be today!

2010-07-20T12:41:00.000-07:00

This video speaks volumes! We have to be the change that we want to see ...that's the truth.

WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER Hillsong United Film teaser

2010-06-27T15:23:00.000-07:00

This is a documentary film by Hillsong United. It's all about their ACTION - what they have done for God!

The documentary filmed over a period of 3 years follows the worship band as they travel across 6 continents 42 nations and 93 cities in a cross-cultural journey of music, animation, interviews and live action. It reveals their realisation that every story of hope, love, loss and sacrifice ultimately points to the one story. - HIS Story a.k.a God's Story.

I watched this short documentary at the cinema with my friends.The cinema was packed out and the tickets sold out so quickly which really surprised me. I guess that had to do with the fact that it was showing for one day only but also that the content MUST have been worth viewing.

As the movie played on, I was touched, inspired to do a lot more and to show the Love of Christ to to others and I learnt so much:

We keep calling this journey of life a race. The word 'race' sparks up this concept of competition. We're all running this race and everyone is trying to get ahead of the other person by any means possible but do we ever stop and think, just ask yourself "where are am I running to?"

Security, fame and all other materials things that we run towards is not a destination.

In a world of iTunes, iPod, iPhone and so on, It's all to do with 'I' - so self centered! We don't seem to think about our neighbours, brothers, sisters or friends...nope, we don't think about anyone else!

Everyone needs love. He loved us when we were useless; He laid His life down for us - now that's love! John 3:16. God is Love and to show love, we should lay down our life for our brothers and sister. What that means is not to literally 'die' in their place but to go out of our way to help others. There are times when we could give that old lady a hand with her shopping or we could let that mother with a pram get onto the bus first.

A perfect sacrifice was made by a perfect person for ALL the imperfect people. 1 Corinthians 4:18 - Love trusts, love protects, love always hopes, love never fails.

Each individual is unique; one person. Everyone cannot do everything but you as one person can do something. A lot of the time, we see the suffering in the world and we train ourselves not to look at the needs around us 'cos we may be a daily wreck. The thing is, we are fanning the flame if we sit back and do nothing.

There are countries where children are homeless; their bed is somebody's footpath. Children are the future but if they are not in that environment of school and education, they don't really have a future.

As I said before, everyone needs love. That seems to be the solution to a lot of things and there's a message of Love that has been given to us freely but how come people aren't hearing it?

The problem is not with the message but with the people delivering it. Christians are not known for what we stand for, rather for what we DO NOT stand for e.g abortions, same sex marriages e.t.c. We have made a big deal out of small things and small things out of a BIG deal. What we stand for seems pretty small when compared with the suffering in the world.

Jesus didn't die to give us religion but to give us LOVE. God's plan is HIS PEOPLE! Human judgement is never fair, tainted by selfish desires and incomplete knowledge. We are never gonna measure up to be perfect but the great thing about that is that He is not seeking our perfection.

We just need to accept His grace, be transparent and take off our self righteous apparel so people can look into us and see Jesus. God's picture for the church is that wherever there is people, we should light up the town.

We are the body of Jesus Christ. If Christ was here in the flesh; in His physical body, He would meet the needs of people. Love ACTS, you can't just talk about it, you need to show it. Ephesians 5:1-2

Everyone wants to make a change, some are waiting for a 'calling' - some sorta voice to say this is what you are to do. BUT where you see a need, go out and meet that need - that's your ministry! Don't waste a second hesitating. We are the future but also the PRESENT.

To change History, Take your place in HIS story. Lets war against injustice & oppression and let our love unite us and let our lives impress Jesus Christ!

i-heart.org [check it out]

................hope this makes you think and act...the world is in our hands.We must be the change that we want to see...........

What Easter is really About

2010-04-01T05:46:00.000-07:00

"As He slowly sags down...on the nails in the wrists, excruciating pain shoots along the fingers and up the arms to explode in the brain; the nails in the wrists are putting pressure on the median nerves. As he pushes himself upward to avoid stretching torment, He places the full weight on the nails through his feet. Again He feels the agony of the nail tearing through the nerves between the bones of the feet. As the arms fatigue, cramps sweep through the muscles, knotting them in deep, relentless, throbbing pain.

With these cramps comes the inability to push himself upward to breathe. Air can be drawn into the lungs but not exhaled. He fights to raise himself in order to get even one small breath...hours of limitless pain, cycles of twisting, joint-rending cramps, intermittent partial asphyxiation, searing pain as tissue is torn from His lacerated back as He moves up and down against the rough timber.
Then another agony begins: a deep, crushing pain in the chest as the pericardium slowly fills with serum and begins to compress the heart. It is now almost over; the loss of tissue fluids reaches a critical level; the compressed heart is struggling to pump heavy, thick, sluggish blood into the tissues; the tortured lungs are making a frantic effort to gasp in small gulps of air.
He can feel the chill of death creeping through His tissue...finally He can allow his body to die."

The Bible records it as concisely as possible in these words: 'And the crucified Him..... - Mark 15:24'

Doesn’t this just make you think: What amazing, non-selfish, wonderous love is this?
It should...'cos that's the reason for Easter..Jesus Died out of Love for you and me to bring Salvation to the world! Now we have Salvation for free...Please don't waste time in accepting your free Gift!

Have a great Easter and Stay blessd and renewed!

© The poets voice~~~ April 2010, All rights reserved.

A page from 2009

2009-12-31T08:56:00.000-08:00

Tick...tock..tick....so the clock goes. In a few more hours, 2009 will run out and 2010 will come in. Just as we prepare for the new year, Maybe we should just sit and ponder for a minute. What has this year brought to you that is worthy of note? What has happened over the course of this year? Remember the things that made you sad, smile, laugh, cry, angry ...........

Whether the occurrence be good or bad, it's now in the past. The only evidence to show for it is where you are now and who you have become.

In every circumstance, there is a lesson to be learnt. To act upon that lesson, you need a plan. So what your strategy for the New year?

I have learnt that dreams come true as long as you can believe. I hope your 2010 is full of surprises, May it be packed with great things!!

This is your time to SHINE..Have a fantastic New year!!!!!

The Christmas bells...

2009-12-07T09:43:00.000-08:00

It's so weird how only few days ago, the year 2009 was born. Like a seed planted in fertile soil, it started to grow shoots and the roots pushed down further into the ground. the flowers started to bud and the leaves became bright green, enriched with colour.

But slowly the year comes to a close and new one is ahead. It makes one stop. think. ponder for a while...What has been achieved? what still has to be accomplished? What were my happy moments and what didn't go so well?

The Most important question though is to ask, What can be improved on in the new year?

When we stop trying, everything stands still...and the world goes by while we stand and watch.

Christmas is around the corner..Get in that joyful mood. Celebrate the friends and family that you have. Family can be annoying but there is no doubt that they are a shoulder to lean on, to cry on and when it seems all hope is lost, to fall on!

Friends are never quite so predictable, there are some amazing ones and some that are just constantly digging holes in your heart. But then again the amazing ones can once in a while switch to the 'bad' side. It all depends on the pressures and circumstances they are faced with. Nevertheless, the support and warmth of a true & loyal friend is worth a lot!

Christmas is a time of peace, to be joyful with the ones you love. It is a time to share each others happiness and be thankful. Look over the past year and be thankful to God for what he's brought you through.

The storms have subsided, it's time for peace.....have a wonderful Christmas and an extravagant new year! (i know it's a bit early on in December to do Christmas wishes.lol)

The relationship syndrome

2009-11-04T12:14:00.000-08:00

Just sometime this year, that nasty pandemic hit the world. the symptoms were evident: fever, temperature, sore throat, cough and then the big scare was death! You guess it, Swine Flu!

And now I see symptoms for another budding issue: every where people are in two's, holding hands and all that: suddenly it's a world filled with mass dating!!

Ok, the scare about this is that children from about age 10 have caught this syndrome too!!
I'm pretty sure they don't even know what a relationship is.

So I ask you all, in your various individual opinions,

what is the minimum age limit for one to go into a relationship?

what should be involved in a relationship?

Does a relationship need to have a purpose before it is started? e.g marriage

how do you decide who is right for you and who is isn't?

how does one tackle the issue of : guy likes girl but girl wants friendship and vice versa

Is 'single-ness' going out of fashion?

Your opinions, comments and ideas are all valued!! would love to hear from you all..

Blocks and patterns

2009-10-16T16:14:00.000-07:00

We adopt a lot of patterns as we go on in Life. Patterns make life predictable and predictability means we are not out of our comfort zones.

This could be good but it invariably makes life Boring!

The reason being hat when we are in our comfort zones,we feel everything is OK. We know what is going to happen and nothing is going to surprise us. In a sense, we are prepared.

Why take the excitement out of life?

Is it worth trading predictions for the uncertainty that accompanies a risk?

A pattern is good because that gives your life a structure on a daily basis but should we be run by this pattern or should there be some flexibility to adapt this pattern to change?

How is life for you? Is it a block; constantly you're running from one end to the other?

or is it a bit of a nebulous shape?

*some psychology to think about*

Have a swell weekend guys! lots of love.xx

New medic on the block!

2009-09-27T11:58:00.000-07:00

Please pardon me for my very long absence from blogsville.....I have started university now and It's a new exciting experience for me, especially as I am studying medicine!!

My freshers week has been fun; been networking and I have met a lot of people - some I know their names and others I don't (but I'm getting there)..

It's a new City but I already know my way around pretty much. I thank God that I settled in really quickly.

Looking back on the journey of the last two years...it's been long and tough but I made it!
I've made some great friends already and I'll see where life takes me from here..

NB: A thing is only known as 'impossible' until someone does it! You can be that person..

© The poets voice~~~ September 2009, All rights reserved.

On this day....

2009-09-02T03:35:00.000-07:00

It's my birthday today!!

It's been an interesting journey so far...I thank God above all, for everything...my family, friends and LIFE!

I wrote a poem to mark this special day,please check it out here: http://www.poemspeaks.blogspot.com/

I Rant...

2009-08-04T07:55:00.000-07:00

I am not the loudest of people or the most extroverted..all my life, I've been the quiet one, the friend always there to help (but not extroverted and certainly not a geek!) and....my outgoing, loud self only comes out when i hear music that makes me 'break it down'....i love sounds that make me dance. Okay so i am very focused and when its time for book, i sit there and do the deed..it's not cos i like it, i just want to get it done and out of the way.

I don't do a lot either, actually there are peaks in my life where it's one adventure after the other but there are also dry spell which can last long...i mean looooooooooooong!

I'm wondering why all of a sudden, my friends are trying to make me feel like I'm one old woman with no life....so what if i I'm not found in the club 7 days a week, and does it matter that I don't down Malibu, vodka, moet, champagne like the rest of them? I simply hate people being drunk and if you say leisurely drinking..well i don't do that either, it's just not me.

In addition, alcohol doesn't taste sweet..vodka especially tastes vile!well Malibu is alright...

My life is just different. I know have to have fun

going back to geekiness...people mistake my focus and determination to succeed as being too 'book-headed' (i made up that word).

And then going back to dry spells....as in you know now, it takes money to have fun..and in this crunch season mehn!..It is well with my pocket, purse and bank account!

I am a simple, quiet honest person and I love what I do..I write, i sing, i dance and i looooovvvee music. I love meeting new people and I always come across as quite pleasant and easy-going..

The only time I think I'm weird is when I'm on the phone...I hold back a lot, I don't really talk about ME..i find it really hard!

Okay and on the phone I usually let the other person talk and it ends up being all about them,,i just laugh shyly and listen through out. So even when i get asked opinions or deep stuff about me...i get so tongue-tied that i don't know what in the world to say!

At this age, i should know where i stand right? I should have definite opinions on matters in life but I don't know whats wrong with me.

I express myself in written word more than by spoken word.

I apologise but i have to rant on..hehe

This summer has probably been the worst. I don't have anything to write about, I have a writer's block and I don't just seem to care about anything..I just don't care seriously..it's crazy!!

Where did i forget myself? what happened to me?

See me see trouble o....okay yesterday I called my friend V 'cos he's been ill and I wanted to check on him. we talked for a long time and then randomly we started talking about life and what we hope to achieve.

V: what are your distractions?

me: erm..uhm...i don't know....i don't think i have any...

V:u don't know?

me: i guess it's people

V: in what way?

me: erm...

As in when i dropped the phone, i kept thinking..what just happened? what is wrong with me? can't i talk? but to be honest I've never asked myself if i have a distraction ..

Of course, there's the occasional distraction...If i meet a hawt, intelligent young man of course I'm distracted but it's only for a few minutes.

I do go out of my way to please people and so yeah people are a distraction because if I'm focused on something but someone needs help..i try to help them!

So 10 random things about me:

I have serious love and a deep connection to my African roots

My feet are always cold

I can be funny and super-hyper at times

I love the american accent

I love the Soweto gospel choir and Ladysmith Black mambazo

My fav Naija artists include M.I, Asa, Omawunmi,

I laugh a lot

I have a winning smile! :)

My imagination is crazily wild and it's limit are yet to be determined

I'm beautiful.

Okay I think I'm done,, this is my random rant of the week...I apologise for the length.

Have a fabulous week bloggers!! x

Laughing at the storm

2009-07-30T06:57:00.000-07:00

short story

Nelly entered her house after a hard night's job. The slam of the door reverberated off the walls. The house she knew too well was cold and empty, mirroring how she felt inside. She threw the keys on the green worn-out couch behind the sitting room window. The view from that window was beautiful, the white petals of the spring daisies blended with the red of the roses. The splash of colour outside that window contrasted with the dull, thick gloom in the house.

She strolled into the kitchen and put the kettle on. After five minutes, the water bubbled vivaciously.Nelly smiled remembering the energy that her youngest brother had when he was around. She missed her family, her heart ached for togetherness. Few years ago, everyone was together but for some undefined reasons the family had to split. In this depression things had become even harder that the family just couldn't be together.

The phone rang just as she finished having breakfast. She was reluctant to pick up the call because the number was rather strange to her.

"hello", she started slowly

"Nelly my dear, how are you?" the caller asked

"Mummy!! you scared me. I was wondering who was calling with this number. Mum good morning, how are you?" Nelly asked happily and with relief. It was nice to hear a friendly familiar voice once in a while.

"I'm fine dear.Everyone here is fine. how is Josiah? " her mum asked with an expectancy of good news

"Mum, you know your son.He knows how to take care of himself. He is doing fine, I saw him yesterday" Nelly laughed to conceal the pain she really felt inside. Her brother Josiah was really sad about the other half of the family being in a different country. When he talked about how much he missed his other brothers, It always brought tears to Nelly's eyes.

"So mum, when are you coming?"Nelly asked finally

There was absolute silence on the phone for what seemed like hours.Nelly understood what that meant. Her mother was believing God for the finance so they could come over.

Nelly worked shifts in an old factory and she got paid meagre amounts. What she earned in a month was not even enough to pay for bills,rent and to also survive on. Josiah on the other hand was a student at the university of Huddersfield. He worked part-time to try and pay his way through school.

Their dad was currently jobless and mum worked as much as she could to support the other two kids as well as her husband. Life was tough.The economic meltdown was melting their family away and they tried their hardest to fight back. How long could they hold on for? Well only time could tell.

After a long time of thought, Mrs Bassey finally found the courage to say "I don't know when we'll come but I know we will.Don't worry dear, the time is coming when we will laugh at the storm! take care love. bye"

Nelly replaced the handset in its holder and was left with that feeling of emptiness once more.

She looked around and realised that she missed love and family. The things that made her happy definitely did not stay in that house.

If I knew

2009-06-23T10:30:00.000-07:00

In this 21st century, the word BUSY has become an all important word in our dictionary..There's no time for someone else other than 'me, myself and I'. The other day, I was at the checkout in a local supermarket and the man in front of me- old, very smiley and friendly- just reached out into my trolley and started unloading some of my items onto the counter. And as he did so, he told me that the problem with our world today is that everyone has decided to go it alone...there's total independence, no one needs any one else and we just want it to be about us all the time.
I heard this saying which changed the way I thought about life: " if you want to go fast, go alone but if you want to go far, you need to go with somebody else"

We need to let those we love know NOW and we need to support our friends. A smile to a passer-by could do a lot..

Here's a poem titled: If I knew

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If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say 'I love you,'
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can just let this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say 'I love you,'
And certainly there's another chance
to say our 'Anything I can do?'

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say 'I'm sorry,
''Please forgive me, thank you,' or 'It's okay.'
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

-Anonymous

© The poets voice~~~ June 2009, All rights reserved.

O mother, O daughter!

2009-06-12T09:13:00.000-07:00

I don't remember how it goes this huge or how I came to this point. I'm sitting here, on my way to Kay's graduation and opposite me is a woman I once knew and loved.My well of tears has never ran dry since we became strangers..it's too bad to be true. I guess it all started with an argument, we exchanged some pretty bad words. We made up but we argued again and again and again.
"I don't have to tolerate this behaviour from you, after all I can adopt other children. Do you know How old I am? I gave birth to you, you know and if you think after 9 months of carrying you, you can throw it back in my face...just wait till you have your own children!!!!" she yelled at me with anger and frustration.
And I guess this time I really blew it. I am a good person..I really am, and I don't have a problem with apologising to anyone apart from my parents of course.I just find it extremely strange baring out my feelings before them.Sometimes, I think it's a bit of pride and at other times I just don't know; I'm weird like that.
We tend to mis-understand each other a lot, even though we've become the best of friends. I realise that unconsciously, I do hit her where it hurts but it's not intentional.And that's when the fight happens usually because she thinks I did it on purpose.
And I know I try to forgive her.I really pray about it but I keep remembering the words she said to me that tore me to pieces.
........and I just couldn't take it anymore, the last argument was the final straw.I did apologise after but she wouldn't accept it. She began treating me like an outsider; an alien. I didn't know what to do or say to restore the jovial relationship.We avoided each other and I was only happy when I was not at home....we drifted.....we were isolated...and we became two randomers.....
It has been ridiculously hard without her, not only is she my mother..she is my friend! and I really miss the support her friendship provided.This widening gap is like a hole in my heart....

As the bus jolts to a stop, I am relieved of my thoughts and once more I embrace reality. I cannot undo the past but I can use my lesson to better the future.

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This is Fiction and the characters are totally made up!

© The poets voice~~~ June 2009, All rights reserved.

Okotie in the House

2009-05-20T11:02:00.000-07:00

Please do not blame o! I just had to post this up, I received it in an email and I couldn't help Laughing..Hope you all have a wonderful week!!

NORMAL PERSON: People who live in glass houses should not throw stones.
Chris Okotie: Individuals who make their abodes in vitreous edifices would be advised to refrain from catapulting perilous projectiles.
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NORMAL PERSON : Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Chris Okotie: Scintillate, scintillate, asteroid minim.
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NORMAL PERSON : All that glitters is not gold.
Chris Okotie: All articles that coruscate with resplendence are not truly auriferous.
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NORMAL PERSON : Beggars are not choosers
Chris Okotie: Sorting on the part of mendicants must be interdicted.
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NORMAL PERSON : Dead men tell no tales
Chris Okotie: Male cadavers are incapable of rendering any testimony.
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NORMAL PERSON : Beginner's luck
Chris Okotie: Neophyte's serendipity.
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NORMAL PERSON : A rolling stone gathers no moss
Chris Okotie: A revolving lithic conglomerate accumulates no congeries of small, green, biophytic plant.
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NORMAL PERSON : Birds of a feather flock together
Chris Okotie: Members of an avian species of identical plumage tend to congregate.
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NORMAL PERSON : Beauty is only skin deep
Chris Okotie: Pulchritude possesses solely cutaneous profundity.
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NORMAL PERSON : Cleanliness is godliness
Chris Okotie: Freedom from incrustations of grime is contiguous to rectitude.
************ ********* ********* ********* ********* *********

NORMAL PERSON : There's no use crying over spilt milk
Chris Okotie: It is fruitless to become lachrymose of precipitately departed lactile fluid. ************ ********* ********* ********* ********* *******

NORMAL PERSON : You can't try to teach an old dog new tricks
Chris Okotie: It is fruitless to attempt to indoctrinate a superannuated canine with innovative maneuvers.
************ ********* ********* ********* ********* *******

NORMAL PERSON: Look before you leap
Chris Okotie: Surveillance should precede saltation.
************ ********* ********* ********* ********* *******

NORMAL PERSON : He who laughs last, laughs best
Chris Okotie: The person presenting the ultimate cachinnation possesses thereby the optimal cachinnation.
************ ********* ********* ********* ********* *******

NORMAL PERSON : All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
Chris Okotie: Exclusive dedication to necessitous chores without interludes of hedonistic diversion renders Jack a hebetudinous fellow.
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NORMAL PERSON : Where there's smoke, there's fire!
Chris Okotie: Where there are visible vapours having their provenance in ignited carbonaceous materials, there is conflagration.

should i go or should i stay?

2009-04-23T09:59:00.001-07:00

hey guys!

I've been wanting to change background to my blog and 'pimp' it out basically.I also wanted a blog strictly for poetry and nothing else (which was the reason i came to blogsville in the first place). however i 've been thinking, that means i would lose some of the stuff i already got there and to start to get all the applications again is just too much to do.

Anyway i've been thinking about this a lot and having a third blog was an option but i had a dilemma: i didn't really want to have to 3 blogs and have to manage all.

I have made a 3rd blog though and this is the address: www.poemspeaks.blogspot.com

So I ask you dear bloggers,

what do you think of this new blog?
Is it a good idea to have moved my poetry? (i don't even know what else i'll put on here if there's no poetry..lol...okay maybe there are a few things but there isn't a lot.)
Should i just merge the blogs back into one with the background of the new one?

Your views are appreciated!
....The poet's voice...

Tales by Blog-light Pt2

2009-04-18T03:20:00.000-07:00

We ended our conversation just in time for the movie. It was starting now and I was anxious. I heard that this movie was hilarious and I thought I could really use some laughter.
Throughout the movie, we laughed together almost to the point of tears. Sade could laugh for hours non-stop and I could remember details of a movie and bring up as a joke whenever it came to my mind. I could only describe this movie by funny and hilarious. All the while, I sat there just focusing on this movie and all the comedy elements it had. I forgot my pain and all my problems. My heart was lighter. I was elated and ecstatic. I didn’t exactly win a battle but at least I had overcome my pain, temporarily.
The movie finally ended and everybody must have felt the way I did. I didn’t want it to end. The room was filled with voices muttering about the events that made them laugh.
I heard a young lady say “the scene where the pig was thrown off the plane was so funny. The pig was actually flying!”
I must have lost track of time. It took me a while before I noticed that everybody was standing up now and slowly moving to the door. Sade was getting her bag and jacket. She folded her jacket over her hand and then stood up motioning me to do the same.
We grabbed a quick bite to eat and then we headed to mike’s house.

Michael is Sade’s fiancé. She met him in university 4 years ago. She was twenty then and in the third year of her course. She always wanted to be a caterer. She designed the venue, utensils, table and the clothes of a party, wedding, birthday or any other event there was. She would even design a cake and make the colour match with the table cloth or the curtains. She would then organize the waiters in the order she wanted them to come out with the food. She has artistic talents and she is very creative. She has one of the best businesses I have ever known. It was at a wedding that she met Mike.
She decorated the church with balloons and other accessories. Everything was white, sky blue or a combination of both colours. The chairs were arranged in a manner that they all faced the centre. Every chair had a little package well wrapped in silver paper with a bow on top. The middle of the church had a large circular table with a white cloth over it. The cloth had blue ribbons sewn round it. It was beautiful! At the middle of the table sat the six-step cake. I cold tell it was a vanilla flavored cake. All the cakes were heart shaped and they were in order of their sizes, the smallest one was at the top and the biggest one was at the bottom. It was the foundation of the series of steps.
She also positioned ushers to direct the invites to a seat. It didn’t take long before everyone was seated. The wedding went beautifully. I sat next to Sade and her team sat behind her. As the event gradually came to a close, the groom thanked a lot of people and when he said Sade’s name; her face lit up with a broad smile. He then called her out to speak.
“This cake here was designed by me and the colour signifies beauty and life” she began nervously. “I chose these two colours to wish this couple a blissful marriage. The coordination of this wedding couldn’t have been possible without my hardworking team. She pointed to the team at the back and they all waved and smiled”.
She turned away from the audience and faced the newly weds. She smiled and hugged the groom first, then the bride and handed the microphone to the MC.

© The poets voice~~~ April 2009, All rights reserved.

The Crucifixion

2009-04-12T12:20:00.000-07:00

Confusion starts in heaven as Jesus is asking for the cup to pass over him on a faithful night in the garden of Gethsemane

Reality dawns on Him as he is arrested and tried, beaten and battered, mocked and spat on by ordinary men.

Unbelievable to Mary, the mother of Jesus who bore the Saviour and James his brother who spent most of their days with Him.

Crown of thorn pushed into his head allowing the free flow of blood upon his flesh. This blood cleanses all sins and sicknesses.

Ignorance sets in as these ordinary men sentence him to the cross to be killed upon the look of his innocence. Not knowing God’s plan for man.

Feeble and frustrated, He is offered vinegar to drink even after those 16-inched nails are driven into his hands with blood flowing like a river.

Intercession begins as He tells the two thieves by his side He will not forget them and asks God why He has forsaken Him.

Xrist reminds us to love one another by telling James to take c are of his mother as love is the only commandment with a blessing.

Impossible imaginations begin as Jesus cries “It is finished”. The clouds go dark and the temple s torn into two from top to bottom showing God’s anger.

Observant men realise the truth but it is too late as Jesus dies to retrieve the keys of death from Satan and the gates of Hell could not prevail.

New things begin to happen as the lives of His disciples begin to be a testimony as he rises and tells them to begin the Great Commission.

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This piece was written by a very dear friend of min long time ago.I bet she doesn't even remember writing it.But all the same i just wanted to acknowledge her as the author. happy reading and happy Easter!

© The poets voice~~~ April 2009, All rights reserved.

Tales by Blog-light Pt1

2009-04-08T06:41:00.000-07:00

Okay guys..here's the deal..I might be away from blogsville for quite a long time so i'll leave you with a couple of stories I wrote some time back. read and Enjoy.
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Tears ran down my face. My heart was pounding with great force. “Darling you can’t leave!” I screamed in the middle of sobs “it’s a lie, it’s a mistake”. My heart ached. The weight of sorrow drained out my strength. I watched in despair as my husband left me. Nothing I said could stop him.
I ran out of the house with great speed, panting vigorously. To my right a blue Mercedes was coming straight at us. “Liz, get out of the way!” I screamed. She just stood there yelling at me. She was too deep in this argument to leave now. I kept calling out to her but she turned a deaf ear to me.
She heard the horn and turned and the car hit her right there and ran over her, crushing her to pieces.

“Wake up!” mum yelled “you’ve been screaming out in your sleep”. Sweat ran down my face. My hair was wet and extremely messy. My mum opened the curtains and the sun streamed in beautifully. I blinked as I let my eyes adjust to the sunlight. I just couldn’t believe that I had that dream again. It seemed so real and every time I tried to push it away it just kept coming back.
I felt so tired from oversleeping. I walked slowly to the bathroom with my toothbrush in my hand. I fell over the little side table. I was still a bit sleepy and I felt around the wall for the light switch. My mum just shook her head in pity and helped me turn the lights on.
“Mum what’s the time?” I asked in a very groggy voice
“Its ten minutes past eleven” she replied
“Oh my goodness! Have I slept that long?”
“Well yes dear, you have.”
“Sade called. She’s coming to pick you up to the cinema at about 12.30am.”
“Thanks mum. I’ll be ready.”

Sade came to my house that morning as she had promised. I thank God everyday for her. She was a gift. Since the unfortunate event that happened a year ago, she’s been there for me. I never thought I would ever get my life back together again. She was a great source of encouragement to me. She helped raise my spirit when my heart was heavy with bitterness and pain.
“Danielle its time to go, we’ll be late for the movie!” Sade yelled.
“Fine I’m coming down” I responded “a girl has to look good when going out you know”.
“Whatever girl” she said jokingly “let’s hit the road”.
“You ready?”
“Yeah, I’m ready”
We got into Sade’s car and we took off.
She was talking but I wasn’t even there. Of course I was there but I mean my mind wasn’t. I was looking at all the shops on the street. Every one was happy to be going about their daily business. I remember when I used to be like them. I never had a care in the world; I was as free as a butterfly. All that mattered to me was having people that loved me close by all he time. It was good having people that trusted me and I trusted in return. It still shocks me that I trusted the wrong person. Could it be that I hurt her in some way that she decided to pay me back by hurting me?
“Danielle?” Sade tapped me “is something wrong?”
“No” I replied sheepishly
“I bet you weren’t even listening to what I was saying”
“Well erm…uhm” I struggled to find words to say
“It’s okay. I know you were day dreaming again”
“I was asking what you what you wanted to do when we left the cinema but I guess we’ll figure that out when the movie’s finished”.
“I guess so” I said in whispers, feeling really foolish for letting my mind wander so far.

We finally arrived at the cinema. Sade did all the talking and ordering. She is like my mouthpiece. Its funny, one would almost think she was my mind. She always knew what I wanted and when I wanted it.
“Hello” she greeted politely “I would like two tickets please?”
“What movie are you watching?” the man at the counter asked
“Mr. Bones”
“That’ll be twelve pounds for the both of you please”
He gave her the receipt and directed us to screen 6 where we would be watching the movie.
It looked like we were too early. There were few people in that room. Everyone just seemed to be listening to music or just looking at the adverts on the screen. Others were talking to the people sitting next to them. The lights were pretty deem so I didn’t expect anyone to be reading. We found a nice seat at the back. We were not so close to anyone and we weren’t so far either; it was just a good place for us to talk without anyone eavesdropping.
Shade put down her bag on the empty chair next to her and she got out her phone to text someone. She sent several text messages before finally returning her attention to me.
“Dani”she said softly “I hope you are alright. I don’t want you daydreaming again. By the way, you were going to tell me the full story of what happened with Liz and Mark. I know it’s a long story but the sooner you start telling me the shorter it becomes and not to mention the fact that you get some of the pain off your chest. Talking does help. If you keep everything to yourself, you only create more heartache. From the look on your face I can tell that the burden is too much for you to bear so please does tell. I want my Danielle back. The happy-cheerful-always smiling-pretty Danielle”.
I really didn’t feel like talking, at least not now and not in the cinema. I knew that she really wanted to help but the story was really a long one. I took some time thinking up a reply.
“I don’t feel like talking now and I would definitely not talk here. Besides, I don’t think it is the right time yet. I will talk when I feel the time is right.”
“Okay” she answered simply “I tried to ease your burden but you wouldn’t let me. I just hope you don’t keep it in too long that you start to lose your health”.

“Could you please keep your voices down!” an elderly man two seats in front of us shouted. I guess he must have been frustrated hearing us muttering for so long.
“Sorry sir” we apologized in unison.

© The poets voice~~~ April 2009, All rights reserved.
Filé…Don’t tosh it, or copy it…this is strictly my property oo!!

Questions

2009-03-25T12:32:00.000-07:00

Who, what, when, where?
I stop and stare
Life goes by
and I don’t understand a thing
I have no clue how
or why?

My head keeps spinning;
There are bills to pay,
Mouths to feed,
Work to do,
but there’s no strength to.

An abundance of people to love,
Laughter to share,
Joy to give,
Yet I do not know
how to peacefully live.

I wonder when….
When will I have the ability
to carry my head up
and walk through the doors of opportunity?

But in the first place,
Why am I here?
Who am I here for?
What do I do
And how do I do it?

Many questions race through my head
I wonder who, what, where and when...
When, if ever will these questions come to an end?

Distant

2009-02-24T11:17:00.000-08:00

My hands reach for yours
but you pull away each time.
The sea between us widens into an ocean,
wider than the thin wall that separates our rooms.
We drift apart like the tectonic plates of Africa and South America.

You are never there.

‘hi’ and ‘bye’ are the only words we manage to string together in conversation.
The person I once knew is no more.
I see a vague picture of you but quickly it fades away,
all that is left is a shadow; a figment of my imagination,
A total stranger.
Your silhouette stands outside my memory.

love

2009-02-14T04:25:00.001-08:00

As you celebrate love, remember what love really is about.

1 corinthians 13:4-8 - Love is patient, love is kind.

It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.

**Happy Val's day bloggers and readers!!

© The poets voice~~~ February 2009, All rights reserved.

I heard a voice

2009-02-10T09:40:00.000-08:00

I hear but I don’t listen
The voices that tempt me
Like gold they glisten.
I see things which are not really there
And the will to succumb is greater than for prayer
I live with people who are in my head
Constantly tormenting me, wishing me dead
I live with this pain each day
It’s not as simple as black and white
How do I explain this?
When there’s an in-between of gray

The will to cry and end it all is strong
But the power is just not mine
Frustration overshadows rationality
The heart bleeds. It bleeds, it bleeds.

Wait…
I hear a voice
A sound quite vocal and articulate
Accompanied with such authority
Quite different to the others

“Quiet. Be still” it says

And the other voices were suppressed
At long last- silence…

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*Schizophrenia, paranoia or maybe depression can be life-threatening.When you are associated with a mental disorder of some kind, you find that you seem not to have a value for life.You lose your ability to make good judgements and everything pretty much goes down hill from there. But this poem is saying that there is a voice- the voice of Jesus- which is strong enough to silence every other voice in your head. In Mark 4:39, Jesus said to the storm: "Quiet! Be still!" and it calmed down.Just know that every storm in your life can be calmed.*

My Mother

2009-02-02T13:32:00.001-08:00

My mother,
Who brought me up at birth
And laid me to rest

My mother,
Who kept me safe
And saw me through my rainy days

My mother,
Who saw through me
And knew the pain I was going through

My mother
Whom I will always love
And cherish till everlasting days above.

What people call God

2009-01-23T09:08:00.000-08:00

Journalists' call him “the truth”
Drivers' call him “the way”
Lawyers' call him the “righteous judge”
Geographers' call him “the rock of ages”
Doctors' call him “the great physician”
Horticulturists' call him “the rose of Sharon”
Musicians' call him “the rhythm of heaven”
Oceanographers' call him “the spring of life”
Bakers' call him “the bread of life”
Policemen' call him “the prince of peace”
Farmers' call him “the tree of life”
Sailors' call him “the captain of our salvation”
Teachers' call him “the perfect masters”
Sinners' call him “our saviour”
Photographers' call him “the image of God”
The sick call him “our helper”
The needy call him “our provider”
Servants' call him “the everlasting king”
The dying call him “the giver of life”
God calls himself “I am that I am”

* what do you call him? who is HE to you?...take a moment and think about this...*

© The poets voice~~~ January 2009, All rights reserved.

What the future holds

2009-01-18T16:02:00.000-08:00

What the future holds,
Only time will tell
I sit and worry …oh, the stress
Even crying does not help
The fear of the unknown;
Constantly keeps me on my toes.
I want to know
What the future holds for me
Please, please let it be good
But only time will tell
What my future holds
God knows,
He won’t let me down

© The poets voice~~~ January 2009, All rights reserved.

Finishing Strong

2008-12-30T12:00:00.000-08:00

…………..A new Dawn

The year 2008 slowly draws to a close
As things wrap up, another book has been written
And the final chapter is about to end.
Looking back on the memories and events,
There will be smiles and sighs
We all have something to celebrate and something to improve on.

Looking through my album
I am taken adrift
There’s Yemisi in her dazzling white wedding gown
Unfortunately that picture became smeared with tear drops.
She painfully carries the remains of a marriage that didn’t happen

That’s just one story from the album of 2008
How about when Obi was avoided like a plague by all the employers
Or when Mrs Jacobs was left to pick up the pieces of her broken home
Never in my life, had I thought life could be so unfair!

In spite of all this, nothing eludes the Master’s touch.
Absolutely nothing!
2009 marks a new beginning
An opportunity for new life, new success and new joy to burst forth
It’s a chance to take another stab at life and rewrite your story
Let your willingness to be free from pain and sorrow soar high

The past is the past but the future begins now
Be refreshed with strength from above
Let God help you compensate for the wasted time.
Start a new leaf with God, no more bench-warming
Take a step and be involved in the kingdom
Let all believers spice up the world around them;
Let your light shine for others to followlife is only as difficult as you make it to bewhy worry when you can pray?
Forge ahead, finish strong and break through into the new year.
It’s a new dawn, a new page and a new story.

The meaning of CHRISTMAS

2008-12-26T10:52:00.000-08:00

C- Christ

John 3:16 - for God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only son sop that whoever believes in hi may not be lost but have eternal life.

Christmas is Jesus Christ honoured and magnified in our hearts and lives.

H- Happiness

Luke 2:10 - then the angel said to them “do not be afraid, I am bringing you good news that will be a great joy to all the people.”

Happiness goes deep; it reaches the heart of man. This joy is found in Jesus Christ.

R- Redemption

Galatians 4:4-5 – but when the right time came, God sent his son who was born of a woman and lived under the law. God did this so he could buy freedom for those who were under the law so we could become his children

Christ came to save us from sin. That is why He was born into this world. He came to provide us with life and hope

I- Illumination

Isaiah 9:6-7 - A child has been born to us, God has given a son to us. He will be responsible for leading the people. His name is wonderful counsellor, powerful god, father who lives for ever, prince of peace.

Power and peace will be in his kingdom and continue to grow forever. He will rule as king on David’s throne and over David’s kingdom. He will make it strong by ruling with justice and from now on and forever. The lord all-powerful will do this because of his strong love for his people.

It is a time of illumination as we realize that Christ is the Son of God. A light has been lit, we have a father who can do all things!

S- Sacrifice Matthew 1:21 - And she will; give birth to a son, and you will name him JESUS because he will save his people from their sins.

To save lost humanity from sin demanded a blood sacrifice. Christ came to give Himself as that sacrifice that all who believe in Him might be eternally saved.

T- Triumph
Isaiah 26:3 – You lord, give true peace to those who depend on you because they trust you.

When we know Christ, we have the peace within, and what a mighty triumph this is over the afflictions and sorrows of life. There is great triumph in the message of Christmas, the result being the peace of God which passes all understanding. Christmas reminds us of the overwhelming victory wrought by Jesus Christ.

M- Mission

Luke 19:10 - that the Son of Man came to find lost people and save them

Christmas embodies the mission of the coming of the Son of God to provide salvation for all. What a thrill to know Christ!

A- Assurance

Micah 5:2 - But thou, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are too small to be among the army groups from Judah, from you will come one who will rule Israel for me. He comes from very old times, from days long ago.

The prophecy of the little baby who was born into this world at Christmas was for him to become the ruler of the world. He will return to do this, not as a little baby rather He will be King of kings, and Lord of lords.

S- Submission

John 3:30, He must become greater, and I must become less important.

Christmas should be a time when every believer recommits his life to the control of Christ

***Merry Christmas**
with love,
The Poet's Voice~~~

© The poets voice~~~ December 2008, All rights reserved.

Still I Rise

2008-12-09T09:34:00.000-08:00

You may write me down in history.
With your bitter, twisted lies.
You may trod me in the very dirt.
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells,
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides.
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard.
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines,
Diggin' in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness.
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise,
That I dance like I've got diamonds,
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame

I rise

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise.

By Maya Angelou

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This poem really inspired me when I read it. It talks about having self confidence and knowing that no matter how much dirt life shoves on you, be confident that you will RISE!

Enjoy...

© The poets voice~~~ December 2008, All rights reserved.

When anger turns to Rage

2008-11-21T12:36:00.000-08:00

Fire coursing through my veins,
steam expelled as the cool droplets of rain
pour on my head and run down to my tiny toes,
my face as hot as fresh black coal.
They’ve been getting on my nerves but this time they went too far.
My mind becomes a waste yard for negative emotions,
not even degradable by the strongest love potions.
Never disposed off, the refuse heap is now piled up.
She applied the last tiny pressure
And I exploded!
Tick. Tock. boom!! Like a bomb or a gun fully loaded
I Exploded.
They made me explode.
She made me explode and now the flames, even more intense
radiates to my surroundings, crossing every fence.
Last I remember, the fire burnt down the bridge connecting us together.
Then it dried up love.
Now the fire is out of control and it’s just me against the world.

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A piece of advice: when your anger stats getting out of control, check yourself. Anger is very dangerous and it does damages that we sometimes cannot reverse!

OBAMA for the States!

2008-11-05T14:59:00.000-08:00

America has changed—so its time to change your views about the country.

"Barack Obama's victory in yesterday's presidential election is a watershed for his country. His triumph is historic not merely because he is the first African-American – indeed the first representative of any of the minorities who now account for a third of the US population – to secure the nation's highest political office. It also comes at an extraordinary confluence of turning points: political, generational and economic.
Having spent his childhood in Hawaii, on the very edge of America proper, and in Indonesia, the most populous Muslim country, Mr Obama is better placed than any US leader before him to grasp how the rest of the world sees America. Mr Bush's inability to do so was a major reason for the failure of his presidency on the world stage. Mr Obama's very background, coupled with a relative decline in US global power, means diplomacy will make a welcome return as America's preferred method of conducting foreign policy"

"Mr Obama has never run anything, it is said. Not true. He has run arguably the longest, the biggest and the best organised campaign ever. Its discipline has been astonishing – in contrast to the campaign of Mrs Clinton that was once supposed to sweep all before it. And he has taken on the Democratic Party establishment as represented by the Clintons. In two years, Mr Obama has not made a major blunder. Yes, he has had a dedicated, top-notch team around him. But that too augurs well. Clearly, Mr Obama knows how to put the right people in the right jobs, a vital part of being president. And then, of course, he has style. Not since JFK will America have had as charismatic and inspirational a leader. Charisma and soaring oratory do not guarantee good government. But America is demoralised, exhausted and broke. It needs to turn the page on its recent past. And for that, it needs words, as well as deeds, to inspire it."

"The election of Barack Obama will be a gamble. He may prove a disappointment like Jimmy Carter – another leader who emerged from nowhere, full of good intentions but overwhelmed by the job. There is no knowing. Nothing quite prepares a man for the presidency.
What is certain is that Mr Obama provides excitement, a desperately needed jolt of political electricity. If he is elected, America will instantly be seen in a new light around the world – not just because the unloved George Bush is gone, but because the country has found it within itself to turn to someone truly new, whose astonishing ascent could have happened nowhere else on earth. Only in America."

- from THE INDEPENDENT, UK

Black History month - Oct '08

2008-10-24T16:09:00.000-07:00

What does it mean to be black?

black is beauty

black is pain

black is respect

black is dicipline

black is intelligence

black is people

black is our genes

black is who we are

BLACK- words can't encapsulate that!

Kick Poverty out!.

2008-10-16T09:02:00.000-07:00

Poverty

What is it?

It is deprivation of common necessities that determine the quality of life, including food, clothing, shelter and safe drinking water, and may also include the deprivation of opportunities to learn, to obtain better employment to escape poverty, and/or to enjoy the respect of fellow citizens.

And the effects:

*Those living in poverty and lacking access to essential health services, suffering hunger or even starvation, experience mental and physical health problems which make it harder for them to improve their situation.
One third of deaths (that is 18 million people a year or 50,000 per day)- are due to poverty-related causes.*

Every year nearly 11 million children living in poverty die before their fifth birthday.

800 million people go to bed hungry every night.

There are over 100 million street children worldwide.

*About 25,000 people die every day of hunger or hunger-related causes according to the United Nations.*

"Yet there is plenty of food in the world for everyone. The problem is that hungry people are trapped in severe poverty. They lack the money to buy enough food to nourish themselves. Being constantly malnourished, they become weaker and often sick. This makes them increasingly less able to work, which then makes them even poorer and hungrier. This downward spiral often continues until death for them and their families."

AIDS is now second only to the Black Death as the largest epidemic in history.

It kills over 2 million people a year, or about one person every 15 seconds.

Organizations that promote poverty reduction....

Banco Alimentar
Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation
Christian Aid
Compassion International
Free The Children
Gawad Kalinga
Habitat for Humanity
Inter-American Development Bank
International Fund for Agricultural Development
International Monetary Fund
Me to We
One Laptop per Child
Oxfam
Project Africa
Word Made Flesh
World Bank
World Vision

Help by making donations to some of these organizations……A little donation can make a massive change in someone’s life!

More info…..

http://www.makepovertyhistory.org/
http://www.poverty.com/
http://www.poverty.org.uk/
http://www.whiteband.org/
http://www.un.org/
http://www.unicef.org/
www.one.org/international/

Poverty

2008-10-15T10:30:00.000-07:00

How can you say we are rich,

when we have no food?

we scurry about and shriek

like rats in search of water.

Our bodies are dry,withered branches

our skin has become pale like the grey sky

we no longer since and dance

for we live in poverty

Our ancestors have always said

"we are blessed by the gods"

where are they now? have they no mercy?

bestow on us some affluence

Is it not true that we once glowed

under the shimmering sun?

we sang and rejoiced and grew fat.

but now our riches have disappeared

and we live in poverty.

Blog Action Day: Poverty '08

2008-10-12T12:05:00.000-07:00

Poverty: what it means in pictures

2008-10-12T11:38:00.000-07:00

...homeless children playing in the dump

dying from starvation...

a child with hardly anything to eat...

an impoverised area ...

a female child suffering kwashiokor ...

YOU CAN TAKE ACTION!!!

join the campaign against POVERTY

why should a third of the world's population suffer?

There's no reason at all....

The many faces of POVERTY

2008-10-11T07:24:00.001-07:00

Poverty in the developing world, however, goes far beyond income poverty. It means having to walk more than one mile everyday simply to collect water and firewood; it means suffering diseases that were eradicated from rich countries decades ago.

Every year eleven million children die—most under the age of five and more than six million from completely preventable causes like malaria, diarrhea and pneumonia.

In some deeply impoverished nations less than half of the children are in primary school and under 20 percent go to secondary school. Around the world, a total of 114 million children do not get even a basic education and 584 million women are illiterate.

here are the facts in detail:

■ Every year six million children die from malnutrition before their fifth birthday.
■ More than 50 percent of Africans suffer from water-related diseases such as cholera and infant diarrhea.
■ Everyday HIV/AIDS kills 6,000 people and another 8,200 people are infected with this deadly virus.
■ Every 30 seconds an African child dies of malaria—more than one million child deaths a year.
■ Each year, approximately 300 to 500 million people are infected with malaria. Approximately three
million people die as a result.
■ TB is the leading AIDS-related killer and in some parts of Africa, 75 percent of people with HIV also have TB.

*(TB= tuberculosis)

■ More than 800 million people go to bed hungry every day...300 million are children.
■ Of these 300 million children, only eight percent are victims of famine or other emergency situations.
More than 90 percent are suffering long-term malnourishment and micronutrient deficiency.
■ Every 3.6 seconds another person dies of starvation and the large majority are children under the age of 5.

■ More than 2.6 billion people—over 40 per cent of the world’s population—do not have basic sanitation,
and more than one billion people still use unsafe sources of drinking water.
■ Four out of every ten people in the world don’t have access even to a simple latrine.
■ Five million people, mostly children, die each year from water-borne diseases.

■ In 1960, Africa was a net exporter of food; today the continent imports one-third of its grain.
■ More than 40 percent of Africans do not even have the ability to obtain sufficient food on a day-today
basis.
■ Declining soil fertility, land degradation, and the AIDS pandemic have led to a 23 percent decrease
in food production per capita in the last 25 years even though population has increased dramatically.
■ For the African farmer, conventional fertilizers cost two to six times more than the world market price.

■ Above 80 percent of farmers in Africa are women.
■ More than 40 percent of women in Africa do not have access to basic education.
■ If a girl is educated for six years or more, as an adult her prenatal care, postnatal care and childbirth
survival rates, will dramatically and consistently improve.
■ Educated mothers immunize their children 50 percent more often than mothers who are not educated.
■ AIDS spreads twice as quickly among uneducated girls than among girls that have even some schooling.
■ The children of a woman with five years of primary school education have a survival rate 40 percent
higher than children of women with no education.
■ A woman living in sub-Saharan Africa has a 1 in 16 chance of dying in pregnancy or childbirth.
This compares with a 1 in 3,700 risk for a woman from North America.
■ Every minute, a woman somewhere dies in pregnancy or childbirth. This adds up to 1,400 women
dying each day—an estimated 529,000 each year—from pregnancy-related causes.
■ Almost half of births in developing countries take place without the help of a skilled birth attendant.

- www.unmillenniumproject.org

A tribute to Nelson Mandela

2008-09-27T06:24:00.000-07:00

Rolihlahla, mama called him
The innocent troublemaker of the town
He had his life ahead of him;
A future to look forward to

The injustice of the government
Fuelled the raging fire in him.
‘Madiba’, they nicknamed him-
An activist for peace was born.

Equal rights was the target
Peace was the only key
Justice was his drive
His people must be free.

In the fight for freedom
He ended up prisoner,
Locked behind bars
Tagged 46664.

But metal bars never stopped him,
Not the hard labour or even the lime mining
He had a reason to fight
And if need be, to die.

On Robben Island
A community was formed.
A generation of young activists
Who shared in his fight.

It spread on like wildfire
Soon all voices united
The people sang and cried
Free nelson Mandel!

On that faithful day of spring
In the year 1990
When for the first time, a baby cried
Alas! He was set free.

And now, he has achieved his dream
The rest is up to us all
We must be the voice of the underprivileged
46664…it’s in our hands

The greatest leader of our time,
Spent 27 years in prison
How far would you go to help your brother?
How much would you give of your time?

Remember the number,
Remember the man: Nelson Mandela
Because from now on,
It’s in our hands!

© The poets voice~~~ September 2008, All rights reserved.

Language

2008-06-20T12:46:00.000-07:00

The element of communication,
To many, a general phenomenon.
The syntax of words,
The phonology, grammar and semantics,
All coming together as one-
One language.

The words you speak,
Meaningful to you
And gibberish to another.
The words you know,
Whether living or dead language
Is modern to another.

The way I know how
To enter someone else’s head
Making them tick,
The way I know how
To go inside their skin
Living as another; a totally different person

The key to open doors,
Accessing the richness of another culture,
Acquiring a taste for the land.
The way your lips pucker
As you unveil your ‘couture’
Or the twitch in your arm on entry into Italian.

So language we must learn,
Making sure
It’s passed down
From one generation to the next.
Consequently, the element of communication
Remains alive and secure.

If I cannot understand what you say,
We can no longer be accepted as citizens
Of the same world.
This general phenomenon
Becomes gibberish to both of us!
Because I don’t understand your language.

School day

2008-06-15T08:34:00.000-07:00

The sun streams in all its splendour,
Exhibiting a glistening reflection my window and back door,
Its luminosity beaming.
My eyes nictate
For a fraction of a second,
I still feel as though I were dreaming.

Wearily dragging the duvet over my head.
Mouth yawns and hands stretches,
Back elevates slightly as led.

I reach for my phone,
Check the time;
It’s only 6:09.
How easy it is to be mislead,
To think ‘tis time to plant poppy seeds.
But time is not just numbers, it shouldn’t be thrown
Time is precious; very well known.

I snuggle up under my bed cover,
Nestling once more comfortably in my domain,
Eyes shut to keep out the light and rediscover

Sleep takes control.
Drifting away in the world of dreams,
The wind brushes my face and whispers in my ear.
Soft music playing in the background,
The trees tower over the hills.
The alarm rings…

Quietly, moderately then loudly
Ri-iii-nnngg!! I snap out of my daze
It’s another school day!

Untitled*

2008-06-12T11:40:00.000-07:00

What is wrong with me!?
I look, I see, I watch
I study how they treat each other
But when it comes to me,
The difference is clear.

What is wrong with me!?
Why is it that everytime
Those people only last for a while.
They come and go, never there to the end
Like they say they will be.
Those people who call themselves friends.

Am I just too tolerant and forgiving?
Trying to revive happiness and joy?
Bringing pace where there is none
And showing love where none exists?
Is that it? Is that what’s wrong?

The pain would have been easier to bear
If only less attitude and more words;
Talk to me,
I’ve got ears!

But I look, I see, I watch
I study how they act towards me,
Such hatred and non-chalant behaviour
Yet still, within their group
The difference is clear.

I’ll tell you what is wrong!
You’ve brewed in me fear-
Fear of reaching out to another.
Implanted defiance, the result of your neglect.
Now I hurt the people I should love;
To them I don’t care
I withdraw to my own world,
A place within me where I seek solace.
The confidence to reach out
Is no more there.

So tell me, why?
I’ll tell you…
Nothing was wrong but
Now, at this present moment
Something is really wrong with me!

i'm still looking for a title for this by the way, any suggestions?

© The poets voice~~~ June 2008, All rights reserved.

Africa

2008-06-07T04:40:00.000-07:00

Thus she had lain

sugercane sweet

deserts her hair

golden her feet

mountains her breasts

two Niles her tears.

Thus she has lain

Black through the years.

Over the white seas

rime white and cold

brigands ungentled

icicle bold

took her young daughters

sold her strong sons

churched her with Jesus
bled her with guns.

Thus she has lain.

Now she is rising

remember her pain

remember the losses

her screams loud and vain

remember her riches

her history slain

now she is striding
although she has lain.

MAYA ANGELOU

another blessed poem to share with you all.!

Examz are over!!

2008-06-07T04:35:00.000-07:00

i've been waiting for so long to finally have time to blog cos exams have just been in the way.
now i think i got time to do so..
i know i have done my best for the exmas and i'm leaving everything to God..i know he wouldn't let me fail ever..He has good plans for me, to give me a future and a hope!
neways i'm back now and inspiration should come soon so i'll beautify my blog with those words of peotry!
love to all.

© The poets voice~~~ May 2008, All rights reserved.

And I Have You

2008-05-20T08:16:00.000-07:00

Rain has drops

Sun has shine

Moon has beams

That make you mine

Rivers have banks

Sands for shores

Hearts have heartbeats

That make me yours

Needles have eyes

Though pins may prick

Elmer has glue

To make things stick

Winter has Spring

Stockings feet

Pepper has mint

To make it sweet

Teachers have lessons

Soup du jour

Lawyers sue bad folks

Doctors cure

All and all

This much is true

You have me

And I have you

NIKKI GIOVANNI

another great poem, love the style and the content....so my peoplezz enjoy!

Africa Is You

2008-05-20T08:07:00.000-07:00

Black people,

Whatever shade your skin may be.

You are Africa,

Always Africa to me.

She dances in your eyes

To the drum beat

That is your heart.

Her roots have crossed waters

From Nigeria to New York.

Her spirit lives on,

In this black spectrum she is us.

Echoing in our laughter,

Our pain and sorrow too.

Black people you are Africa,

Africa is you.

Walter H. Rooks Jr.

just wanted to share this...for you reading pleasure!

Forgiveness

2008-05-03T09:10:00.000-07:00

F------favoured, blesses and loved us
Broke us free from the enemy’s curse
O------original friend,
Always there till the end
R-------remembered us,
Lifted us and made us prosperous
G------gave us life,
Spent so much to make us nice
I-------infinite mercy always flows from his throne.
We were chosen to be his own
V------verified our rights to be his people,
Gave us bodies so complex and amazing yet simple
E------errors are cancelled by God-
The everlasting and glorious lord of all
N------never puts our mistakes into consideration;
Shows us love without condition
E------eternal king and prince of peace,
Always there to make sure our joy never ceases
S------sacred and secure, chastises us
And shed his blood to make us pure
S------sufficient grace,
Enough to satisfy us all our days

IN life, sometimes we just need to hit the delete button and erase all the wrongs made against us!....try it and feel the peace that comes with doing so.

Happy new month!!

2008-05-01T09:46:00.000-07:00

happy new month y'all!
I was reading someone's blog and the words in the post hit me..i think the words here are defintiely true..there's no better way of defining miracle.

"A miracle can best be descibed as a dumb man telling a deaf man that a blind man saw a crippled girl running to help a barren woman carry a baby!...can u beat that!!!It is a new month!EXPECT A MAJOR MIRACLE!"

i think you all should expect major miracles..create room, something is 'bout to happen

© The poets voice~~~ April 2008, All rights reserved.

friends......Season, reaon or lifetime?

2008-05-01T09:38:00.000-07:00

i was reading sha's blog and i came across this which i thought i should share:

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learnedto use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

it so funny(well not literally)..i've had issues with friends these poast weeks and it just leaves me wondering? am i alone in this world? do i have friends i can trust?
i'm just a bit worried 'cos it seems i keep losing my good friends..i mean they remain my friends until a certain point when they suddenly change anf decide to betray me or just to create an argument out of nothing..*sigh*

© The poets voice~~~ April 2008, All rights reserved.

footprints in the sand

2008-04-07T12:25:00.000-07:00

A man noticed that whenever he walked in the sand while he was happy, there were two sets of footprints.

He also noticed that when he was down, feeling sad and depressed, there was only one set of footprints. he then asked God why He abandoned him at the time he needed Him most as there was only one set of footprints.

man: "God, you said you will never forsake nor leave me"

God: "yes, i said that"

man: "then why is it that when i am stressed, sad and depressed you aren't there?"

God replied: "my child, those were the times i carried you."

The message here is that God is slways walking beside you..when you are going through tough times, He will carry you through. He is Faithful and stays true to his word!

So watch out for those footprints...

God bless.

Emotive reactions

2008-04-03T07:07:00.000-07:00

Laughter on the face of a child
The calm and joy it brings
But slowly,
With a few deep words
The smile turns upside down
And from the pit of such a moody heart
Sadness bells forth…
Followed by depression and tears
But while on the brink of tears,
Some sweet words are spoken
Then joy and calm radiates
……to see laughter on the face of a child.

Black!

2008-03-27T03:19:00.000-07:00

Black hands
Searching frantically
For hope, for life, for light
Black faces
Looking anxiously
For food, for shelter, for trust
Black children
Waiting patiently
For peace, for friendship, for love
Black women
Suffering silently
From domestic violence, rape and discrimination
Black men
Working hard continuously
To support, sustain and help the family survive
But:
What of our black leaders?
They are sitting and relaxing
Enjoying the loot of yesterday’s attack
And planning for tomorrow’s downfall
And:
Nigeria- our black nation
Cries in agony
Over the ongoing destruction
Her children’s pain has reached her ears
And she can hold it no longer
So:
We look to the creator of the blacks
To answer our prayers
To open the doors of heaven
And pour down HIS blessings
Afterall, we are tiny black children in
A black nation that we call our own
And we need some help
To pierce the black hearts
Of the black people.

© The poets voice~~~ March 2008, All rights reserved.

Peace

2008-03-27T03:13:00.000-07:00

War, violence hatred, murder
Why do we do it? Why even bother?
Can a man not live in peace with his brother?
Can we not wine and dine together?
We are supposed to be one big family;
To live in peace and harmony
We hassle each other for cash, for money
We take away lives and then guilt hits us suddenly.
Have we no heart, no fear, no mercy?
Can we not see that violence is not the key?
The hurt and damage we’ve caused the community
Do we just ignore it and call it hearsay?
Peace I tell you, peace can save us
Happiness, joy, tranquility, peace
That’s what we want, that’s what we should seek

We know it’s the truth; we should not play it false

Blessed are those that believe!

2008-03-27T03:00:00.000-07:00

hey everyone! I've been out for about a week now...
sorry about that but I've had time to think and clear my head..
I've been stressed and worried in the past few months but I've felt calm this week.
My relationship with the one and only J.E.S.U.S has been 'ish' but i got it together this past week.
i figured something out :

'' it's not work that wears us out, but sadness, anxiety and worry. To God all your griefs are worthy of consideration''.

this has sort of been my motto for the week. i put everything in Gods hands and he is leading me through. sometimes i just wanna do my own thing but He knows best. Thank you Lord!!

The Weekend

2008-03-14T15:16:00.000-07:00

hey y'all TGIF!!!...(i got that from ma close friend and according to ma friend, it means thank God its Friday)

I'm so glad the weekend is here again..i can finally get to sleep for as long as i want (obviously not literally.....i got a lot to do)

I'm so sorry i haven't written a poem in a while now, inspiration is hard to come by and sometimes its just sheer laziness but I'm gonna do something sooner or later.

newayz, y'all should have a great weekend and listen out for the poets voice, which is moi of course.!

God Bless...

Nightmare

2008-03-11T13:35:00.000-07:00

Running running
As quickly as I can
Panting panting
So heavily that I can’t catch my breath
Screaming screaming
Too loud to make sense of the words
Thinking thinking
About what to do now and where to go
Aching aching
My legs and head hurt so much
Praying praying
To get out of this nightmare
Running running
Through the forest, away from the monster
Screaming
Calling out for help
Praying praying
To wake up from this unreality
Crying crying
As the monster advances
Waking waking
Gradually and slowly, I find myself in my room
Praying praying
Thanking God it was just a bad dream.

Lonely

2008-03-08T13:58:00.000-08:00

Four walls around,
I am locked inside my own home
This home of loneliness
That I created by myself
The cobweb at the corner gets larger day by day
My side table creaks with every step I make
The door to my room remains opened
As if inviting me into a deeper place of isolation, where I lose touch of reality
Everyday is a routine
The same people walk past my veranda
And every night those footsteps disappear into the darkness
My every word seems to repel people from me
At the end of the day I sit and reminisce
On those days when children were my joy
…but somehow, I have lost sight of them.
The memories are now a wisp of imagination
That disappear like smoke
It’s just the four walls surrounding me
In this cold and old home
(Sighing heavily I) realize thatI am truly lonely.

The Rain

2008-03-08T13:54:00.000-08:00

The rain patters softly on my window sill
The little clear drops of water
So simple and so serene

The thunder rumbles across the sky
Lightning makes her presence known
The soil opens up its parched throat
To take in water from the rain

The putrid smell of garbage
Dissolve in the aroma of fresh air
A sensation of goodness overcomes me

The trees blossom in all its glory
The fruits are ripe with beauty
The taste of blessing, the feeling of life
The sudden rush of energy and power

The rain falls in continuous chains
Bringing new life to people-
Its dependants, who would have it no other way.

Results........it got to with success and perseverance

2008-03-06T11:55:00.000-08:00

Well today, i got my school results....i remember when i did these exams.The tension was unbearable, i could feel my head pounding and heart racing.the inner voice in me screamed out fear! and then just that one moment, i looked at the results and i passed!!

now, i could feel my heart racing and head pounding, the inner voice in me screamed joy, happiness and excitement!

that's what happened for half of the day, anywayz i now realise i have to work harder to get the same standard of good grades 'cos I've been struggling a bit but i know that the Jehovah I serve wouldn't let me down. He will surprise me beyond my imagination!!.

let me just use this opportunity to give y'all a word of advice..(yeah i know I'm full of them, can't help it these dayz...I'm just getting too pieces of advice to give out)

anywayz as i was saying, if you really want something and you know its good for you then go ahead and get it. life is just too short for you not to pursue your dreamz and interests.

be ambitious and persevere and make sure you put it in your best..

in the end, all that will matter is how much effort you have put in because you will have to stand and face the person you see in the mirror. if you cannot do this then you know you have cheated yourself.

And please, please, please try not to compare yourself with others. every one is unique and the standards set by each person is different.so like i said before, all that matters is that you do your best and not what someone else has done or how they have done it. Be original!!

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Ambitious
Looking forward, never looking back
Pulling continuously at the hand of success
Using ideas, acquiring knowledge
Mending dreams
The pen and paper, always at work
Imagination comes alive
Hardworking and consistently diligent
Breakthrough calls
Criticism and mockery fails to stop me
The stretching hands of excellence
Ambitions meet fulfillment.

Mothers Day...

2008-03-02T07:25:00.001-08:00

today, 2nd of March is the wonderful mothers day. a lot of people often don't apprecaite their mums or don't know how to.others tend to underestimate the love and ability of a mother.

mothers are gifted..they multi-task and thats just the most amazing thing.

Ever wondered how your mum can do the ironing, while talking on the phone and at the same time helping your little brother do his homework and then thinking of what to make for lunch? if you said 'no' then thats perfectly understandable..i also wonder sometimes.

mothers love us far more than anyone can, they are always there to take us back when we really mess up. if you haven't called your mum in like a year or something, please pick up the phone right now and do that.yeah you heard me, i'm talking to you reading this page right now.

show your mothers that you care and apprecaite them for all those years they have been there for you.!!

lots of luv, The poets voice~~~

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My Mother
My mother,
Who brought me up at birth
And laid me to rest

My mother,
Who kept me safe
And saw me through my rainy days

My mother,
Who saw through me
And knew the pain I was going through

My mother
Whom I will always love
And cherish till everlasting days above.

Take a moment...think and reflect!

2008-02-25T13:08:00.000-08:00

Yesterday i was really blessed! there's something about Sundays...Everytime i go to church my spirit is lifted...(and i know what you're thinking, its not 'cos of the friends even though they do play a small part! lol)

anyways, church is just wonderful. i went to a friends church and i was proud to see all these youths preaching about different things..you know, stuff that actual matter. I always thought that if i was a motivational speaker for the youth, i wouldn't actually go far 'cos they wouldn't listen but i was proved wrong.

the main message was about prayer. when you pray, y'all don't actually know what happens but i tell you it is big. can u imagine God and Satan wrestling on your behalf?....well that's what happens when you pray!!

another thing that struck me was the story told by this girl about her cousin...she had been with her cousin for a long time and they talked about everything apart from God. she was never really sure which side he stood on, with Christ or against HIM.

few days later her cousin died and the thing that hurt the most was not knowing where he had gone and the guilt of not pushing him hard enough to make the right decision.

so y'all should decide today..is it heaven or hell??

finally i want you to try this challenge: try to go through this week without actually asking God for anything, instead praise Him for everything and see how many doors open for you.

have a great week..much luv.xx

Miracles

2008-02-22T09:05:00.000-08:00

There is this famous quote which i heard right, it goes like this: 'Slow down and enjoy life. its not only the scenery you miss by going too fast but- you also miss the sense of where you are going and why'. A lot of the timewe are always too busy to enjoy the little pleasures in life..the things is , its not he big things but the little things that matter.

Albert einstein said: 'There are only two ways to live your life, one is as though nothing is a miracle and the other is as though everything is a miracle'.

its friday night today, y'all should enjoy your weekend and enjoy life!!!

take care.xx

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Miracles happen now and then,
As a result of your faith in the creator
We never seem to notice them,
But there’s a miracle in every corner

How a baby is born,
How an ocean is formed
How a tear drops,
I really wonder how these things are done

Where does my happiness form its existence?
Why is my joy like a river?
It just can’t be explained with science,
Because it’s a miracle of some kind

Today I cry, tomorrow I rejoice
Now I’m poor, in the future I’ll be rich
When things happen like this,
Then you know that a miracle is received

When a miracle is gotten, hold on to it.
When it is expected, long for it
It is not a toy but a special gift,
And it’s one that nobody should miss

Miracles are real
Believe in them
No matter how bad the situation
Believe that there’s a miracle somewhere

Little Rose

2008-02-22T08:57:00.000-08:00

We all have someone special or we'll alll like to have someone special.

I think it is a good thing to have a special and unique bond with that 'special' person in your life.

enjoy reading.xx

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Little rose, little rose
Do you know how much I cherish thee?
For you are my most admirable possession
No one can take you away from me

I guard you in my heart
And hear what you say
I try to understand this common bond
We have each day

You are my little rose
One that I love so dearly
And the love I have for you

Is just plain reality

Jesus Was There

2008-02-22T08:46:00.000-08:00

Has any of you ever narrowly escaped death?...i have, and thats why i worte this poem.

I was travelling one day on our dear Kaduna-Abuja road (in Nigeria) when suddenly our car skidded off the road. Now this was a little odd because there was no rain or single drop of water on the roads and the road didnt have bumps or any other obstacles. To me, i thought this was a miracle so i wrote this poem to kinda apprecaite God and to let others know about my testimony (if you can call it that...) here goes:
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Once I was traveling
To somewhere far away
Some people were thinking and wondering
But I prayed I see another day

The sun went away
And the clouds were gathering
We went a long way
Then it started raining

Suddenly our car was spinning
Round and round it went, no stopping
Until it finally landed and crashed
With smoke filling the car, out we all dashed

We removed everything speedily
As it rained and rained heavily
We stood in the rain and didn’t care
And we were not dismayed because Jesus was there

He brought help to us
By bringing to our aid a bus
I thanked God for that day
And for bringing us home anyway

This wasn’t just a miracle but a testimony
And it was heard everywhere
Satan could do nothing but testify to the storyThat we were not harmed because Jesus was there

How you make me feel

2008-02-22T08:38:00.000-08:00

I remember when I saw you yesterday.
A smile danced on my lips,
My heart leaped for joy as we briefly brushed each other.
Your gaze met mine; it felt like some unseen force held our eyes together,
The twinkle in your eyes inducing a corresponding twinkle in mine.
I am so in love with a handsome stranger!
I could well be on cloud nine or eleven.......well whatever,
The thought of you always lingering in my mind.
My heart beats faster when you're around but at the same time my
Body unwinds from tension and stress.
You walked into my life so easily,
Stealing the keys to unlock my heart.
You swiped me off my feet calmly,
And now I'm head over heels!
I still wonder how a perfect gentleman could generate
Such strong emotions in me...
The art of romance, the song of love; you've effortlessly mastered the skills.
I take pleasure in your cuddle.
Having your arm around me in that warm hug,
Sends a tingle down my spine but at the same time
a sense of protection settles in my mind.
Tiny, pretty butterflies make themselves at home in my stomach, as my heart connects with yours; the chemistry becoming increasingly stronger.
When we are together in the midst of a boisterous crowd,
It feels like we are alone in our world....this magical world!
An overwhelming feeling of ecstasy and excitement
Clouds my mentation of reality.
That's how you make me feel.

© The poets voice~~~ February 2008, All rights reserved.

Mami

2008-02-21T13:46:00.000-08:00

I remember when Mami was here

I would sit by her and she would stroke my hair

And tell me that I was the most beautiful child in the world

I would then climb onto her laps, putting my arms tightly around her

Resting my head on her chest and

Listening to her soft heartbeat.

Clearing her throat, she would tell me a story

"Long time ago, in a kingdom faraway"

She would begin in a serious and hushed tone.

Her thick, gold-rimmed glasses would

Slide slowly down her nose as she spoke

And then I would burst out in childish laughter

Even funnier,

Was when Mami would look at me in confusion

Not quite clear on the reason for my laughter

Years have gone by since I last saw Mami

All that is left,

Is her tender, loving care etched in my memory

I miss Mami dearly

Every old woman seems to remind me of her.

Whenever I was sad or in distress, her words were comforting.

Its no wonder,

That I will always reminisce on when Mami was here

Frozen

2008-02-21T13:42:00.000-08:00

Here I - I stand

Gazing out my window

My feet and hands,

Thawing slowly

The mountain peaks stick out as shades of grey

From the valleys which are now totally engulfed in snow.

The blanket of snow is thickening

A white canvass lays before me

The picture is 'picture-perfect'

in my mind, with my imaginationI

can create any piece of art I choose

Perfection does not matter

But I'll rather the picture remains 'picture-perfect'

As everything stays frozen

Into the music

2008-02-21T13:38:00.000-08:00

The violins exude such beautiful classical melodies
The piano goes accelerando
And suddenly the drums come alive
Into the music, yes deeper I go
My feet move to the rhythm
Emotions rise within me as
The harmony begins
Then suddenly, allegro
And the music takes over me
Fingers snap in time to the beat
Voices in ensemble
The alto and soprano woven together in acapella
The music is absolutely sensational
My ears agitatedly craving more
The guitar strumming away
Gently carrying me with its tunes
One strum moves my hips to the left and another to the right
Now the harmony goes adagio
The pitch gradually lowers
The drums now send out short, slow beats
The music becomes a homophony
My movements cease and my body returns to its still form
Followed by a thunderous drum roll
and the finale...the music ends.

The Red Rose

2008-02-20T14:20:00.000-08:00

The red rose, so pretty
Attracts every element of nature including the bee
The morning dew dances on her petals
She is vibrant with colour.
She stands out in the field
Compared to other flowers she is unique.
With her innermost beingShe calls out to everything.
The birds in flightStop at her breathtaking sight
Blossoming as she comes to life,
The rose mirrors light; nothing can outshine.