A wind from the far east
will you blow and ease
the pain of this mind?
Immersed in many losses
grieved by the pain
of labour
Where lies the way?
Shall I lie that I know?
I seek an anchor in this ship
The day is dark
The night is darker
There's a light above
To undo the done
I shall wait yet for
another dawn
It will rain again
It will shine once more
It will be a day to smile
Michael Adeniyi Abiiba
25-01-13 (7:08pm)
Thursday, 31 January 2013
THE COCK SHALL CROW
The cock shall crow
That hour beckons
The celebrated and the neglected
Will lie with no breath
The cock shall crow
Riches will find no worth
In that market
Your works alone will stand
The cock shall crow
That day draweth close
All will rise before the judge
And the silks will have no say
The cock shall crow
The last of man shall come
Esteemed flesh fed to the earth
Inequality no more shall be
Michael A. Abiiba
30-01-13(1:03am)
That hour beckons
The celebrated and the neglected
Will lie with no breath
The cock shall crow
Riches will find no worth
In that market
Your works alone will stand
The cock shall crow
That day draweth close
All will rise before the judge
And the silks will have no say
The cock shall crow
The last of man shall come
Esteemed flesh fed to the earth
Inequality no more shall be
Michael A. Abiiba
30-01-13(1:03am)
I STILL LOVE YOU
I promised to hold you
close
I vowed never to let you
down
But now I have let you
go
I cannot bring you
back
I cannot change your
mind
but my heart holds beat for
you
See it as no cheap
word
Hold it close like the breath in your
nose
If nothing is
real
my feelings for you is not
one
Michael Adeniyi Abiiba
25-01-13 (7:35pm)
close
I vowed never to let you
down
But now I have let you
go
I cannot bring you
back
I cannot change your
mind
but my heart holds beat for
you
See it as no cheap
word
Hold it close like the breath in your
nose
If nothing is
real
my feelings for you is not
one
Michael Adeniyi Abiiba
25-01-13 (7:35pm)
PlAy uPoN WoRdS II
Excuse me a minute
Let's watch a play
A play of ink on paper
A style so free
Some call freestyle
Up and down the stairs
Just to get a stare
I am not moved an inch
Even when you pinch
Teeth for tate
Life is too short for that
Do you have to bone
When I play a love tone
Let us take the grace
Before we run the race
Let the King reign
And there shall be rain
All I need is water
Cus I ate bread and butter
Please give me your pin
She said that's a long thing
As I drove away
I saw many on one way
Spill the ink
It's all about pink
Whether you play upon words
Just keep all your wards
I thought I said hi
Even though you were high
Let me drop my pen
So I can catch a hen
When we see again
I hope you'll share your gain
Michael Adeniyi Abiiba
28-01-2013 (8:08pm)
Let's watch a play
A play of ink on paper
A style so free
Some call freestyle
Up and down the stairs
Just to get a stare
I am not moved an inch
Even when you pinch
Teeth for tate
Life is too short for that
Do you have to bone
When I play a love tone
Let us take the grace
Before we run the race
Let the King reign
And there shall be rain
All I need is water
Cus I ate bread and butter
Please give me your pin
She said that's a long thing
As I drove away
I saw many on one way
Spill the ink
It's all about pink
Whether you play upon words
Just keep all your wards
I thought I said hi
Even though you were high
Let me drop my pen
So I can catch a hen
When we see again
I hope you'll share your gain
Michael Adeniyi Abiiba
28-01-2013 (8:08pm)
Monday, 28 January 2013
THE CENTRE CAN HOLD
Like love birds we flew
to the highest heavens
dared to touch a star
no shackle or bar
pressed to hold us back
Our souls were one
We wore in uniform
I could see me in you
that shadow coming behind
Every time you smile
My light came brighter
You spoke not a word
Yet your sayings were known
This dawn has hurriedly cast into a night
Why should the sun mourn
and the moon dim its ray?
The cracks in the wall
habitable solace for agamas'
We should brood a moment
and give our minds to reason;
why yield to Achebe's prophecy?
Things may fall apart
but the centre is capable
to hold
Abiiba Michael Adeniyi
8-12-2012 (11:32pm)
to the highest heavens
dared to touch a star
no shackle or bar
pressed to hold us back
Our souls were one
We wore in uniform
I could see me in you
that shadow coming behind
Every time you smile
My light came brighter
You spoke not a word
Yet your sayings were known
This dawn has hurriedly cast into a night
Why should the sun mourn
and the moon dim its ray?
The cracks in the wall
habitable solace for agamas'
We should brood a moment
and give our minds to reason;
why yield to Achebe's prophecy?
Things may fall apart
but the centre is capable
to hold
Abiiba Michael Adeniyi
8-12-2012 (11:32pm)
Thursday, 22 November 2012
My Struggles
My
Struggles
Oh!
How I long
to live right
How I long to
do right
Yet, that
which I don't want to do I find myself doing
How I want
to think right
How I want to
say right
Yet, that
which edifies not do I say
How I want
to please u
How I want
to praise u
Yet, my
fraities get in d way
Lord, help
me to live right
Teach me ur
way
Put d right
words in my mouth
And let me
show forth your praise
Your humble
servant requests.
LOVE IS PAIN. LOVE IS SUFFERING
How absurd is the desire of a man?
Who trades the gem he possesses to
covet what is but half in value
How confusing is the affection of a
woman?
Who loves you less the more you love
her
How foolish is the lass?
Who, at the simplest of kind
gestures, falls hopelessly
How tragic is the lad?
Who once loved with all his heart,
but is now an empty shell of dearth and apathy
How sad are the newlywed lovers?
Who have just run out of love to
love with
How loyal is a man’s love
That it remains faithful through a
thousand temptations
How simple is a woman’s love?
That endures on even as her lover
submits to vagaries
How wise is a girl’s love
That ignores the struts and vaunts
but peers into the heart
How inspiring is the boy’s love?
That after yet another broken heart,
continues to love with what’s left of it
How enduring is the love of an old
withering couple
That they find new ways to love each
other despite it all
Thursday, 1 November 2012
My Priced Jewel
U are like a diamond
Yet undiscovered
Almost cast away
But I look deep
And I saw a treasure ordinary eyes could not see
Excitement! Joy! Bliss!
The joy of beholding
And making u mine
You became my choice
Good fortune will you fetch me, I know!
Priceless you are
Will I trade you?
Will I sell you?
Nay! I will do none
But I will carry u with pride everywhere I go
Joy will u bring
The tears will you kiss away
The crack will you mend
Till you melt away in me
And you become a part of me
'Cos U... are my priced jewel
Yet undiscovered
Almost cast away
But I look deep
And I saw a treasure ordinary eyes could not see
Excitement! Joy! Bliss!
The joy of beholding
And making u mine
You became my choice
Good fortune will you fetch me, I know!
Priceless you are
Will I trade you?
Will I sell you?
Nay! I will do none
But I will carry u with pride everywhere I go
Joy will u bring
The tears will you kiss away
The crack will you mend
Till you melt away in me
And you become a part of me
'Cos U... are my priced jewel
Monday, 27 August 2012
When I'm down . . .
When I'm down . . .
I love to blog
I love to think
I ponder and reflect on my life
When I'm down . . .
I love to relax
I love to visit the cinemas
I love to sit at the beach, gaze at the sea and watch the sky
When I'm down . . .
I chat with friends
I share my pain, hoping they can take it all away
When I'm down . . .
I try to pray
Ask God for direction
Or seek for his mercies
When I'm down . . .
I just want to have fun, love and be loved.
I love to blog
I love to think
I ponder and reflect on my life
When I'm down . . .
I love to relax
I love to visit the cinemas
I love to sit at the beach, gaze at the sea and watch the sky
When I'm down . . .
I chat with friends
I share my pain, hoping they can take it all away
When I'm down . . .
I try to pray
Ask God for direction
Or seek for his mercies
When I'm down . . .
I just want to have fun, love and be loved.
Oh Lord!
The stillness of the night brings magical moment
Oh lord, in thy hands I commit myself
Lead, guide and order my steps
Let me not stumble
Let me not fall by the way side
Guide me, till I reach the promise land.
Your bosom is my final destination
By your side will I be
On that final day
When u call me home
Then I will say
Alas! It is over
Right now, aluta continua...
Oh lord, in thy hands I commit myself
Lead, guide and order my steps
Let me not stumble
Let me not fall by the way side
Guide me, till I reach the promise land.
Your bosom is my final destination
By your side will I be
On that final day
When u call me home
Then I will say
Alas! It is over
Right now, aluta continua...
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