Monday, 31 October 2011

AND I ASKED:"WHY?"

The atmosphere was seized with anxiety
Were the villains calling for anarchy
Or was it a time of welcoming peace
For democracy to take its place
Some said “all is well”
But their actions forced us backwards
And i asked:why?
Why were we deceiving ourselves
When they strived selfishly for themselves
The candidates were in the mood
And they did themselves good
Some of them got secrets covered
Which were never discovered
Never did i understand
Why the state fell form its stand
And i asked:WHY?

THE LAUGH OF DOOM

She laughed widely
She smiled gently
She adored my personality
She talked positively
She made optimistic of her laugh
Luring me with it
Making me think she was on my side
Her laugh opened the door of happiness to me
Judging her by her facial appearance
It ended to be “the laugh of doom”
My wrong perception about her smile so gently
Got me gulped by a wide and deep pit into its bottom
I thought her laugh was ascending me into heaven
But it was leading me to doom
This was really the laugh of doom.

OPPORTUNITY

In one’s lifetime comes a great chance
A period for which one can dance
A chance which may be scarce
It may be desired like dream come true
Times which puff up with purpose
And those which grab them
Explode with unique greatness
All seek to hear and see them
They ascend with fame and glory
They sit on top and all step aside
With wisdom they reign in life
Joy and happiness paints their life
A chance is knocking on your door now
It lies in wait for you
Do you behold it?
Can you sense it?
Think deep!
It’s within your reach
Stretch and grab it!
For it’s a passer-by
It’s an opportunity!
Take it and explode!
For all to step aside.

WHAT NEXT?

Have you ever asked these questions?
Why were you brought into this world?
What must every man do before he leaves this earth?
What have you done so far?
What next?
When will you do them?
Before your death?How sure are you?
Is it the right choice?
Why not do them now?
Do you think you have accomplished God’s plans for your life?
When you and i die,where are we supposed to go?
What will happen to us?
What would happen to us?
Where would we be?
What and how are we going to be like after our death?
There are many questions in this life which haven’t answered yet.
They continue to flow in…

THE LONG WAIT

When i sit,i sit
I sit and sit
Then i think
I think and i think
I think and i think
Then i enter
The door of possibilities
Daydreams and imaginations
Dreaming with my eyes wide open
In a moment of solitude
I enjoy my journey
A trip of thoughts
Mind at work
Words forming up
Pens scribbling
Scribbling and scribbling
Oko!
Then i awake
Termination of supply
Then the long wait
Oh!

SUNDAY MORNING

On a wonderful Sunday morning
I see all this people trooping
With bibles,books and bags
While others busily speed past
Not with one idea of salvation
Rather soaked with worldly situations
On the other hand
You’ll find another band
Men and women,teens
All moving with ease
They pretend to be going
But unknowingly,they are coming
They’re called:”church goers”
They think they are information knowers
They go to hear everything
But come back with their heads empty
They seem to enjoy the life
In the end,they’re close to the low life
They come with enthusiasm
But return with fanatism
They will never get to know
Until they endeavour to sow
Their time,passion and energy
For God’s word,which they must study
All this while,they think they are Christians
In reality,they are just aliens