PICTURE PERFECT

Young beauty black skin,
Brown eyes African cheekbones,
Smile of a goddess Shape of an angel,
Body of shinning diamond Heart of gold,
Walk ecclesiastic Aroma of freshness,
Curve of perfection Protruding assets of abundance,
Strength of royalty Purity of driven snow,
Enigmatic lustfulness of Mona Lisa.
Adorable as fresh salad needs no dressing.

Young beauty brown eyes
Sassy spirit laughing gas
Energetic globetrotter
Brainy house of humor
Cool as a fan, calm like a bomb
Uptown girl Archaic treasure
Picture Perfect African Jewel

I lift up a song of Praise

Austerity dips me, soaks me
Skin wet like baptism
And I can't nip, helpless
I'm that single finger sticking out
In the middle of a valley
Down and depressed I feel
Yes deep, not deeply sinking
deeply within reproach discouragement
digging, pulling out
cold feet, heart frets
Eyes blinking, I dwindle
But down in the midst of mist
I got a song of praise
You're my creator, maker of life
If I don't hallow you,
I'm only going hollow
If I revile in the heat of wane
I'm only going to vaporize
So I figure, my heartfelt praise
Gratitude, comes in my coldest moment

seeking my purpose two

seeking my purpose one



While I woke up early
Early into kidulthood
I look up the sky and stare
The dawn fades into stars

As the day breaks into beautiful sunshine
Father's horticulture blossoms
Flowers bursts out as if to smile
All I wanted daily was to wake
Pleasure found in food and sleep
Just seeing the beautiful world
I see beauty and I know it
That in nature, there is purpose

As I grow up to face the world,
There's more than sight, I feel
The gentle words of a lover
It cuts through deep
Touch on my empty face
I feel every stroke of the fingers
Kiss planted on my bare lips
I feel the slushy moist
Tickles from the whispers
The laughs and the cry
There's purpose in that too
They all teach love

So everything made, I knew
To the living, has its own purpose
They happen as they should
Now, its fright that man fades
Like that beautiful morning
that dissolves briskly into dark night
And so will I, and so shall you
From that boy that wanted nature
To a man who now can feel
And more to come, more of us
Time ticks, purpose evanescence

There comes an age, when the night's dark
The hair is grey, the feet feeble
And man is weak, incomprehensible
A purpose found futile
It rather be known when the sun is out
Like the flowers, for beauty
Like the kiss, for love
Like the air, for breathe
Like the food for survival
Not here to fill vacuum
So I diligently seek
That for purpose alone I'll live


image from google

of a worthy beginning

It's a new day, the cloud bursts out into a beautiful sunshine.
I live in the realization of the spectacular being
Knowledge of the most high
I'm a carrier of destiny
The life of God is deposited into me
I'm a living proof of the kingship right
The spirit of the most high dwells on my inside

I step into greater heights
Breaking new grounds, doors are opening
I have a firm reassurance of the future not lived
An excellent spirit, not of geekiness, but of success
New insights, impeccable brilliance

Grace and goodness has found me
I live in abundance,
Fullness all around me
Making greatness out of little I'm given
This is the life and I'm living it
In plenteous and in health
I'm smiling into more than enough

The woman of my dreams.

I realized my blog has received massive lot of views on my June 15 2010 meme titled 'Today's Outlook and Proverbs 31 Woman: Contrast' click here to see it and recently looking through my drafts folder, I saw a post I never published, written about a year ago which is my idea of a Proverbs 31 woman and I decided to put it up, so there you go.


The moment I meet her I know her. I know her name and I'm in love with her. I have never fallen in love but she is the true definition of love. The woman of my dreams. She wakes up daily to fall on her knees. We never miss our hours of prayer. We are in constant sync with the Lord coz He has shown us what the true definition of love is. I know her like my own heartbeat, just the right words to calm her when she's cranky, just the right jokes to cheer her when she's down, just the right movies to see that will make us both laugh.

She is an idol, but she isn't my altar, for only God we'll both worship and serve and she brings the constant reunion to him. Even our parents, at their old age are motivated to continually seek the Lord. For the kind of love we share, neighbors are jealous. Oh! How I know that you are my last rib, bone of my bones, God made me an help mate. Love and Honor are the words of the scripture and that is what we fulfill in our daily lives. Matrimony is simple, we are bound together, for the woman who honors, a man simply loves.

She brings food, our kids seated at the table, saying the grace. They know HIS word, doing exploits. They are a model of kids. The gospel shall they preach among their peers. Every vain and vile word, they always abhor. They are reading daily and constantly learning it; the word. They experience the love of a family rooted in God, all their needs provided for. Night club shootings, rapes and murders, but we're never worried when chaos on the block we see. They are protected by the Lord, they mind their own ways.

Brain and beauty, classy and elegant. You are a beauty to behold, but farther from what they see, I see the beauty within. I'll take you to see the pyramids of Khafre, by the beach in Mallorca and Ibiza, we'll chill. Spend all the time with you in Bahamas and sail all around the Carribean. No better person to wake up next to in France, back-packing across Europe. We'll enjoy the fine and simple things of life together, racing on an empty road in Germany. Para-sailing in Trinidad. Eating fresh coconut by the seaside, we love it, Italian pasta, Spanish calamaris and French moscato

Our anniversary is special but every day is an anniversary. Fifty years of marriage and people still look up to us, young couples seek advice, how do we revitalize it? How the love stands out, they never cease to be amazed and then God's word is taught through a living testimony. God's love to mankind expressed. Ah! how I love you. The words only you will understand, the names only you will answer, the jokes only you will get. Can't live apart for a day without you, heart races. And the romance, Shakespeare can't describe. The Queen Nefertiti I see, Pablo Picasso can't paint. I would do anything for you and you would do even more. You are my girl, you are the woman of my dreams and I'll lead you right.

My twenty eleven diary

It's a great thing to go back and check your goals
Goals achieved, goals not met, goals not set, goals aspiring
It's accountability.
How else to measure life's worth without periodic reviews?
As the year is closely out,
I've gone back to see 2011 goals,
Smiling over 2010 ones,
It's amazing to see how far I've grown.
All I can say is I'm thankful.
I've learnt so much
I've been given so much
I've given out much more
Things I desired,
Without a clue how it would happen
I've conquered them, without realizing.
Things that haven't come to pass,
I know I don't deserve them yet.
People I met,
I made valuable impacts on their lives.
People I couldn't impact,
Let's just say I'm not Clark Kent [YET]
There's this reassurance that the future is bright
Beautifully crafted life for the living.
All I want is living for purpose
I'm thankful for the two most wonderful people in my life
My Parents. I love them so much.
I am nothing without them.

And even this, I'll show Kennisblegad twins in 2050
And we'll share the laughs, seeing how far we've come
And fingers crossing how far we have to go.
So, as I rest my fingers off musings from this keyboard,
I pick up a pen and write me some 2012 goals
Happy holidays everyone.
Thanks for all your kind criticisms, comments and friendship.
Much love and wishing you a prosperous 2012 ahead.

DTA Don't Trust Anyone yet Don't Over think

So as I grow I learn
that people would always see

Imperfections

rather talk about when you fail
than all the times you succeeded

Selfishness

rather listen to when you couldn't care
than all the care and love you showed

Imperfections

rather talk about one mistake you made
than everything you did right

Selfishness

rather remember when you couldn't be there
than all the sacrifices you made

Imperfections

always remember your ugly features
than all the beauty within

Selfishness

remember when you couldn't tip well
than all the offerings you gave


And yet so well, Don't trust anyone
Your sympathizers could be backbiters
Your well wishers could bring you down
Your best friend could be your worst enemy
Man is selfish, it's his nature
Naked and empty to this world you came
Easier to survive holding nothing close-tight
Loosen the fist, don't over think
Believe in yourself
Naked and empty you'll return
Bitter truth still don't over think

And to the one you have a weakness for
They have the power of controlling you
You would compromise for them
And do the things you wouldn't do
And that innocent face
will comae back to haunt you
make you feel guilty
'Coz of the weakness within
Don't over think but trust lightly






image from google

I'm an African with seven lives

While I sit here on this long ride home
Anxiously awaiting the limited stop train
Dowtrodden of the hiccups on the rail
Irritated of the incessant stop at those stations
clueless of what time it shall be
when my destination I'll reach
Sometimes doubtful if I'll make it on time
But seldomly reminded that someone has been on a similar ride

All that keeps me going is the end in sight
I can't nip now
And no I won't go back
Stories of heroes are always heard
Memories may fail to fade
But pains don't last an age
Experiences forever to last
No stopping beneath the cloud
For there are heights yet attained
Spaces abound right to the moon

And when my home I reach,
Yet another voyage I seek
For the day I stop trying
Is the same day I die
Lumps shall smoothen
And with vast confidence
The words I'll proclaim
Sweet Jesus!
Seven lives that's what I've got
I'm an african boy!

n.b: image copied from goolge images