Saturday, April 25, 2009

Like the sun

Today, some 16yrs back, a flaming beauty was born to the world as sparkles in the night sky…

She shined bright like the morning light, so bright that eyes cringed on her birth night;
Destinies castle welcomed her majesty and the armies of her heart and soul beckoned on gold territories
It was an unfolding of a princess’ dynasty.

Years past, her growth was rapid yet of perfection
A perfect creation of splendid attraction and dire admiration
Growth’s reaction from little baby to pretty lady
Was this awesome transition
Only time will tell; her full manifestation.

This design shouldn’t be much of a surprise
Cause her fairness couldn’t be of compromise
Even at 9 month’s and years of sunshine!
You should think twice

Roses are inadequate for this description
Even the peacock in all her elegance couldn’t do better
Little wonder my poetry isn’t much of ecstasy
But the art of metaphoric realities

No one could have pre-meditated this wonderful work of art;
It was a complete contact with structural craft
Even the so called inventors and future tellers wouldn’t stand a chance; only the potter understands his clay dance
For He knew you right from beginnings stance…

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Disappointments

I thought life as solely truthfulness and concurring happiness; a distinct abode of smiles and abounding miles of sanity and sincerity, the design that disconnects and disaster are distant streets far off humanities divide. Even from the beginning this was meant to be the conditioning that every man should look after his next in bolted loving, to my abhorrence it’s a whole different occurrence. The tables are turned over in a devastated and distorted reality, albeit, experience and man’s cockiness and selfishness tell an infallible truth; “trust is necessary yet for a few.”

Taking a walk in the park, a discovery ensued that just as weeds grow to cheat nutrients away from shrubs and other minute plants; a feat of nature. Similarly, it’s the nature of man to cheat thereby, stoking the fire of positivism’s retreat to such intense degrees as to engrave deeply sullen expressions and emotions to maddening proportions. The heart of man is stricken with wickedness, treacherousness and laziness built over years to heights unseen. That’s the reason it has become a “norm” stepping on people to climb to the top, causing pain in lives and more importantly the disdain to step up your game.

To the more important, everybody wants to be a winner but, everybody can’t be a winner; anybody can. What’s your desire? You could cheat any other natural law except the law of sowing and reaping. You sow rice, you definitely would reap rice. Same goes for life, you sow laziness, you reap a portfolio of unhealthy and lazy results, a lazy family, a lazy health, a lazy bank account and all works of detestation. Wickedness and treacherousness practiced travels a revolution of 360 degrees, returning to there first emanation, so why be a participant of this evil allocation?

Finally, the realization that disappointments occur on different terms and conditions is the first step to curb the dangerous effects and functions. Subsequently, the solution is only stone throws away because there is the knowledge of the cause after deep and sincere soul searching for progression, hinging on the possibility and profitability of your liberty.