Monday, 18 February 2013

DOWNPOUR


Started like drops from the sky
Then the thoughts of men on the road began to fly
The clouds had began to cry
Getting a covering we had to try

Oh! We discovered that the ground had a smell
The meeting point of the two elements was evident with holes
Sun gave way for this marriage of giants
Day looked like night

Play ended; but had just begun in some corners
Jumping, laughing and shouting with wet clothes
The shallow roots smiled in reception
While the legs of the Iroko stored for the dry days

Leaves were made to jump and dance
Roofs sang and made melodies without choice
As the flood gates of heaven were opened
Drizzles became downpours

The wind felicitated with her brother
Giving him the power to scare further
Lightning and effects on the stage were added by thunder
Sitting in the hut, we meditated in the weather

Those that have shades get it employed
Those without have their skins bathed
To some its showers of blessing
Others experience flogging of nature
-          phlegvinyl

TO MY VALENTINE


Dear love,
                Nature brought us together about 3 years ago, but gave us a different path later on in the journey. From a sight that was annoying to you, I became one you couldn’t sleep without seeing. If we couldn’t see physically based on circumstances and distance, the mental representation that came with the sound of our voices were strong enough. Oh! If I had looked for reasons, why I chose University of Benin out of all the schools available; knowing you have become part of the options.
                The sun will not set well if he has not heard us talk, the lights of the moon are not as bright without the good night greetings, how complete is a day when the sun sets well and the moon shines brightest. I have not really settled down to reason, what brought us together as very good friends but both the outward and inward qualities hold me spell bound. A beauty in the sun ,a star to behold in the night sky; what more would I have asked for? God smiled and thought well of me when he chose you as my friend. A confirmation of his word “for I know the thoughts that I have towards you, the thought of Good and not of evil...” You were one of the good thoughts!
                I just heard a whisper from around! Doesn’t she have weaknesses and bad side? My mouth twitched in smiles, since everybody has. But the sweetness of the nectar attracts a bee to the flower irrespective of the risks attached. I have learnt to deal and live with those aspects because the love I have for you is full package and is ready to accommodate all, so far your name is attached to it. I feel blessed having you as a friend, because even when I knew it was going to rain and didn’t come with an umbrella; you gave me shade and scolded me in love. My faults were made bare at your tender statements and at the heights of offence, I could Jump into your arms and feel safe. Safety at this point was not devoid of correction and chastisement, but I feel bad and repentant as your magic tough.
                If I can still remember clearly, the day the knock came into my heart, for me to open that a friend was at the door...was very exciting. I opened the door and what did I see, ask me again, what did I see? I saw a wonderful figure, with the best if cheeks you could ever want in life around an excellent shape of lips. Not too fat but blessed, beautiful and an excellent body shape. The most important feature that struck me was that she was also a Christian like me and functioned almost in the same ministerial gift like me. As at when I let the door open, I did not know properly the worth of the Jewel that I let into my life, but from then till now, my life has never remain the same.
                Thanks for being my friend, sister and a mother. Surprisingly, upon this closeness nuptial bells are not part of the contents of our connection, though we already have plans for whoever the lucky person comes for either of us. I Love you still, and on this day when the world celebrate lovers and the love they share, I celebrate my best friend and the love we share. May the good LORD bless and keep us a long time to come, and may the love of God be shared abroad in our hearts to do the will of our Father, because in him is our connection found.
                                                                                                    FROM YOUR VALENTINE
                                                                                                                                                phlegvinyl

DAIRY



The whole world has their eyes on you
To some the blink of their eyes is in envy of your prospect
While others hold you with heights of respect
Flowingly filled for adding fragrance to peoples heart

All rosy and beautiful
Until you get to a pool not too full
With a thought that I will just go through without a pull
But it has become my fool’s school

At every point when I remember the voice of the father
I take a look at the ladder
Have my actions taken me farther?
Remorse fills my soul and wants to shine brighter

Alas father, I fall deeper and deeper
Though my actions doesn’t get any stronger
But the thought of wanting to be better
Leaves me at the mercy of a guilty heart

Daddy’s voice calmly says I am with you always
Will I continue to say I am sorry?
Can’t I just hold on without doing what you don’t like?
I knowingly jump into the pit and later shout for help



Though he never complains, but I feel bad about myself
His seal within me tells me to look up to him
That sooner or later my life will sing hymns
So far I rely on him and stop living for myself

I refused to be condemned by myself
Take guilt out of my shelves
Put on the garment of repentance
And ready to live the life

Though fall has almost become a part of me
I will rely and stand up
On Christ the solid rock I stand
His blood though must not be abused is always available

Oh God! Help me not to misbehave again
For it is in my nature to be holy like you
For every other thing is considered loss for this gain
Once again my sky is blue

-          phlegvinyl

Tuesday, 5 February 2013

KEEP IT BURNING


The reflections you see in the water are not always exact
The road less taken is not always the best
Results are not always consummate with effort
But experience and knowledge survive the times

Gird your loins and pick up yourself
Do not relax but continually locate the shelf
The effect is like that of a catapult
Allow the extent fall to propel you to greater height

Do not allow your mind to wander
Because it can result in strength plunder
Giving a more dangerous output than the input
The greenest grass most times come out after the field has been burnt

Do not put a lid on the creativity in the pot
Continue to allow the aroma circulate
Carefully select the best of ingredients and put
For the result of yesterday is not always decider of today’s slot
     
                             -phlegvinyl